He wasn’t holding back anymore, and he took her hand. She smiled with a relieved look on her face. They didn’t say anything, there was no need to. They simply stared into each other’s eyes, looked at the candles on the table, and the sun going down on the water.
He was thinking that this was a softer Belinda than he was used to seeing. He was used to seeing the expert sailor, lifting the sails, and handling a 9mm pistol, fighting pirates. She was always beautiful, but this softness, this tenderness, was something wonderfully different. Tonight she was wearing a white dress, which was gorgeous against her tanned skin. He wondered what brought this out of her. Was it intentional? Or was it just the feelings she had for him?
She was thinking that this man was incredibly handsome, and his new confidence made him even more attractive. She loved the light blue shirt he was wearing. Maybe confidence wasn’t the right word, but he was….. letting go. The weight on his shoulders, the ghosts, the anger and grief, were gone. Even his outburst earlier was a type of victory. He said what he felt, and it came from deep down.
He was remembering Belinda’s text earlier in the day. It read, “Robert – I’m sorry – can we have dinner on the beach tonight?” Something told him, he needed to make sure that he responded in a positive way. He texted, “Yes, Sorry about earlier, you were right”. He was hoping she would smile, when she read it.
Belinda had never seen Robert drink any alcohol, due to his wife’s history, but tonight he ordered a small bottle of red wine to go with the steaks they were having. He said normally he didn’t drink but tonight, was a “special occasion”. She noticed later he had only taken a few sips. It was a wonderful meal, and eventually they started talking about the Escape, Jonathan and Elaine, and what might happen in the future. Neither one of them thought the yacht should be repaired, which meant they would both be out of a job.
After dinner they walked down to the marina to look at the Escape. They stood gawking at it, only half believing they had lived on such a mangled vessel. Robert noticed her hair reflecting the lights of the marina.
As they looked at each other, he drew her in close, and kissed her. They kissed each other. This kiss was different than their first. Their first kiss had been tentative, but this kiss was an intentional lighting of a wonderful fire. It was joyful, and rapturous. His lips found their way down to her neck, as their emotions flowed.
What else happened, or didn’t happen, that night is not to be written about here, but they were never the same. Two hearts became one, and they were wonderfully alive. It was Robert that first had the idea………maybe they should get married……
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