About You by A.J. Llewellyn

Author:A.J. Llewellyn [Llewellyn, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Published: 2016-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

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In the morning, Angus made a breakfast of heart-shaped waffles with strawberries and bananas, then the four of us set off in Santos’ car for Isidoro’s home at Rosarito Beach, half an hour south of Tijuana. I’d never been there before and loved the sparkling cliff-side views of the Pacific Ocean as we drove.

“The Paleo-Indians lived here for thousands of years and some of their artifacts still exist,” Isidoro told me. He mentioned that Rosarito was another word for little rose and pointed out his favorite places to watch for whales, his favorite stores, restaurants, and some of the old Spanish missions. I felt like I’d stepped back in time to a charming little oasis.

His house was a sprawling ranch-style abode with the most incredible garden I had ever seen. The four of us pored over every inch. He showed me his rare flowers and plants, and I met the tree he apparently thought was a lot like me. I smelled the delicate buds and thought I would be lucky if I was ever that beautiful.

Inside was just as lovely, but I was a little taken aback to see a huge altar that was a virtual shrine to his ex-lover. I began to understand a little of why Isidoro had held back from me all week. I think he liked me—a lot—but the past had a powerful pull. I said nothing about all the photos of the two of them together, treasured mementos on top of the altar table. I did tell him the beautiful statue of the Virgin Mary was exquisite, and he thanked me.

My mind tossed around all the thoughts I had. Was he ready to start again? If he wasn’t, would he have told me his truth?

We had a long, lazy seafood lunch at his favorite beach café and walked along the sand afterward. I felt his gaze on my face the whole time. As we walked along the foaming water’s edge, I felt a strange tug to all of this. It was familiar, and yet frightening. I had no lover’s death in my past, but I’d experienced loss. I could see myself being here with this man. I could imagine spending days and months with him. I was also aware he was still hurting. I didn’t want to hurt him further. And I sure as heck didn’t want him to hurt me, either. I felt we could take our time. I wanted to take our time—if he would give me that.

He came to me at one point and for a brief moment, took my hand. There were other people walking the shoreline and he said to me, “I know it’s not as beautiful as some American beaches, but it is peaceful here, no?”

“Oh, I think it’s beautiful. And it’s so quiet. I feel like we’re a million miles from Tijuana.”

He smiled. “We might as well be. This place is my sanctuary.” He shrugged. “In my line of work, that’s something that is hard-won, and I treasure it every day.

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