This was the prettiest place that I had ever been in my life. I had traveled a lot in the states, even going to Mexico and Canada on occasion, but this was something different altogether. The people were friendly, the food was great, and the beach wasn’t littered with a bunch of tourists in Hawaiian shirts. I don't know why I liked it so much better, but it felt more authentic than anywhere else I'd been before on vacation.

We had lunch at a local place and like everywhere else we had gone, it seemed like everyone knew Craig. Someone was always walking up to him, telling him how somebody was getting better and it was all thanks to him. They were so positive, everywhere, that if I would have known it possible, I would have thought that he had paid people to say it. Everyone around here loved him, and I could see why, he was a very lovable person.

My mind was so much more at ease now that the first night was over. I don't know why I'd been so nervous, it was sort of embarrassing to think about it now, but there was just something about him that maybe go a little crazy. It had been that way since we started talking on the phone and my face timing, but now it was something else altogether. Now I felt safer, and I knew it was real. In the beginning, that had to be a question.

“What do you want to do now Jeanine?”

We were done eating and we were back in the sunshine. It felt like the sun was bright, but it didn’t bake me like I thought it would. I didn't feel hot at all. There was a cool breeze coming in off the ocean and it seemed to cool everything off down around me.

“I don't know Craig, what do you want to do?”

He gave me this look and I instantly knew what he was thinking of. While I was all for that, part of me was super sore and I figured that a few more hours to heal up wouldn't hurt anything.

“How about we go walk around a little bit and you can show me your town? You've always been so proud of it, so I figured that you want to show me all your favorite places. I would like to go where you like to go. See what you like to see.”

In truth, I wanted to know everything about him and if I could pick his brain at this exact moment I would. I wanted to know how to make him happy, what his favorite food was, things that I learned before but now I wanted to see it in person. It was one thing to hear such things, but it was another thing to see the cliff that he'd go to when he needed time to think. Or the favorite restaurant that he went to everyday for lunch. There was no way that the experience that I just had with him, could ever be conveyed through words. Somethings you just had to see you something to fully appreciate it. And maybe I was stalling a bit.

Craig seemed to like that suggestion and I could tell that he already had a couple of places in mind. He took my hand, something that he did regularly, and I really liked it. I don't know why, but it had been a long time since I’d had someone hold my hand and it just gave me all these feelings inside that I wasn't able to get before.

It wasn't long before we were at our first stop, and I knew that it was the very bluffs that we had talked about before. It was his thinking spot, as he called it and I could see why he would come here. It felt like we were on top of the world, or more accurately, we were on the edge of the world, looking off into the abyss. It made me feel like I was just a tiny speck in the grand scheme of things and for some reason, that perspective made me think that everything that I was worried about didn’t matter.

“So, what do you think of this Jeanine?”

“I think it is one of the most beautiful places I've ever been to Craig. You were right when you said that your country is beautiful. I have never seen a place like this before.”

“There is so much more to show you Jeanine, but all I can think about is having my way with you in the sand. No one really comes up here. We would have some privacy.”

That look was back in his eyes and I knew now what it meant. He wanted me, as much as he always did, and I couldn’t tell him no. More aptly, I couldn’t tell myself no.

Our lips met, and I was instantly in love. Every time he touched me, it was like a reminder of how good things were with him. I didn’t want to stop, and Craig had a way of getting me onto the ground and underneath him before I could think twice. His lips never left mine and he literally slid inside of me without breaking contact. I don't know how he does it, and when he's doing it, I really don't care how. Just that he is doing it to me was enough.

Craig was the type of man that learned women very quickly. In less than a day he already knew exactly how to touch me and to make me feel. I don't know why, but I was a sucker for him. I knew that I was.

He wanted me to talk dirty and Craig liked to call me his little girl. It wasn't something that I was used to, but pretty much anything he did at this point was turning me on. I couldn't believe that I had actually thought about staying home and never coming. I would have missed everything.

The friction inside of me came quick and like always, I wasn't able to hold it very long. I really didn't want to. I knew that just one would never be enough for either one of us. Each time my body convulsed, and my brain went blank, I knew that it was just one of many.

Craig was talking dirty through most of it. When he wasn't telling me how beautiful I was or how good it felt inside of me, he was telling me to come for him. At one point, he even told me that he loved me. It was something that we’d said on the phone several times, not every time but certain times. Craig had been the first to say it. But it was the first time that I'd heard him say it to me in person. He had said that he loved the way I feel, and that he loves being with me, but it was the first time that he’d actually said it to me.

He said it again when we were done and I was still unsure what to say. It was harder to say it in person and I was still trying to get my wits about me.

“What's wrong?”

“Nothing. I just don't know what to say.”

“You are supposed to say it back I think.”

“You know that I love you Craig. I think I have been in love with you for a very long time, way longer than I should have been.”

“It is all the way it is supposed to be. We are meant to be together, you know that. I know you can feel it between us.”

The thing wasn’t that I didn’t agree with him. I knew that there was some cosmic reason that we were in the same space at the same moment, but I still didn't know what that reason was. Ever since I'd gotten here and especially since waking up next to him in the morning, I liked to think about was what next. I don't know how this was supposed to work, and I certainly knew after being around him for a day that I didn't want to go back to a long-distance relationship. It was harder than it seemed and being here with him now, made me question everything.

“I just don't know what happens next.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, what happens next with us? Where do we go from here?”