One Summer With You

Chapter 17

I woke up and saw the empty side of the bed. Was he sad? I didn't hug him or hold his hand last night. Was he looking for a place to live? Was this just a mistake? My head was hurting. Way too many questions.

I stepped out of bed. I smelled pancakes. I kept on walking. I worked on Monday's, wednesdays and Fridays only.

Tuesday, pancakes and Jake. I went and took a shower. Then took a nice top with white shorts. White and pink. Nice.

I walked downstairs to see an empty kitchen. Just pancakes on two plates. With strawberries. When did he get those? I walked around in the house. No one. I sat back on the chair. Staring at my plate. The white table was clean. No dishes from last night. Where was he?

Then it hit me, the beach. I opened the kitchen doors and walked on the hot sand. I saw him in the water. Not him, but his brown hair. He turned and started swimming back. He came closer. The water wasn't deep so he was walking. His body was so hot. He came towards me.

" hug?". He was wet and I wasn't. So we laughed. He leaned to kiss me. My lips met his cold, wet lips and we started to kiss. He was leaning away so I wouldn't get water on my clothes.

" want to eat?". I asked him when we stopped.
" yeah. Lisa I am really hungry". He said and walked behind me.

We ate the pancakes and we looked out as we drank coffee. The coffee he made was so good. I stared outside.
" jake, about last night". I started. I was sorry. I didn't want him to think I didn't want him. Cause I did.
" Lisa, no worries. I understand". He said in a calm voice.
" no you don't! I want to say this. I wanted you last night, but something stopped me". I said it with a broken voice. I didn't even know why I was like that. He sat there looking at me in silence.