![]() ![]() “Yes, I do.” I shake my head and rub my forehead. He pulls us both to a stop and looks down at me with serious eyes. “You know, baby, if you ever decided you didn’t want to, you don’t have to work.” By the end of the week I’m exhausted from being afraid that I’ll say or do something inappropriate.” I’m just not a great actress, and the whole ‘you’re my boyfriend at home but just my boss at work’ thing is tiresome. “Oh, nothing,” I wave his statement aside. “Probably not something I should admit to my boss, I know, but there it is.” I guess I’m not ready to go back to work tomorrow either.” I shrug. ![]() “We don’t have to head back until this evening if you like.” He kisses my knuckles and smiles at me. “I’m not ready to leave,” I murmur and take a deep breath of salty air. Nate removes his shoes, rolls his pants to his knees and we walk through the water down the shoreline. I’ll wake you next time and tell you I’m up.” I pull out of his arms, but link my fingers in his. ![]() Bad memories.” He hugs me to him and kisses my hair. “What’s wrong?” I ask and walk toward him. He’s pulled on his jeans and a sweatshirt, but he’s not smiling. I hear Nate call from behind me and I turn to smile at him. Maybe I’ll call Nat and see if she wants to go with me after work this week. Oh my, it’s so cold! I giggle and do a little dance in the water, splashing about, getting used to the cold, looking down at my toes. I walk down to the edge of the water and stand still, waiting for the water to rush forward and engulf my feet and ankles. ![]()
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