Him asking you to come along on his business trip to La Jolla
even though it’s a quick out and back
but he doesn’t want to be away from you.
Him eating a three eggs and three strips of bacon breakfast with you
because you’re on a Keto diet and
he’d said, “It wouldn’t be sociable” for him to not go on the same diet too.
The two of you walking to the beach
to watch the surfers catch a few waves
and you remembering about growing up
in a beach town in Southern California.
You telling him about 1950s two-piece bathing suits that raised eyebrows,
the surfers shouting “hang ten,” to each other
and him singing “I Wish They All Could Be California Girls” in the car on the way back to the hotel.
The two of you having a “nap” in your hotel room
with the shutters closed and
the air conditioner turned on so nobody can hear.
Eating happy-hour food at a beachy restaurant filled with beachy people and
young women bartenders who
flip their long blonde hair away from their sun-tanned shoulders and
lean their sun-tanned chests across the bar when they bring your beer.
The two of you having a first class lunch the next day
in a first class hotel
with floor to ceiling windows
overlooking a world class beach strand filled with kids on bikes,
tottering grandmas and grandpas wearing huge dark sunglasses,
young women carrying surfboards,
young men in wet-suits, and
the sparkling California sky, water and sand everywhere.
You suggesting later that
“There’s so much traffic,
why don’t we just walk down the block
to the place we had dinner in the night before?”
And him, leaning down and whispering in your ear,
“It doesn’t matter where we eat, honey,
so long as we’re together.”
“Companionship is lasting, and if it is coupled with sexual desire, it can be an experience that goes far beyond erotica, into a true state of enlightened sexual satisfaction.” ~ Leo Buscaglia
Author: Carmelene Siani
Photo: Flickr/Fovea Centralis
Editors: Alicia Wozniak // Yoli Ramazzina