The Educator

Elliot was true to his word when he said that this day would just be for the two of us. No cellphones for business, just for taking photos. I was wearing a thin white round neck shirt and a pair of high waist black shorts. Elliot is wearing just his swim shorts and packed an extra white shirt in my bag. We board the yacht and start sailing. I see the edge of the island and the different resorts the surround the island itself. There were only twelve people on the yacht: Elliot and I, the captain and four of his crew members and the chef and his staff of four. I go down to the lower deck and there is a bedroom. Elliot comes up from behind me and whispers, “I hope you like it”

I turn to him, “I can’t quite make a verdict just yet. I mean we just got here”

He sighs, “You know I don’t get why I try to even impress you. You make it hard for me to be romantic” he complains but with a joking tone. I place myself on the bed and feel the sheets.

The sheets feel so soft and from afar, you could smell the fragrance. “Well, that’s something you have to work on then” I say slyly at him. I then rest my back against the pile of pillows. Elliot smiles at me and we are silent for a moment.

“So, what do you have planned for me today?” I ask him. He lays next to me, his biceps rub against my lower legs.

“Island hopping, seafood buffet in the afternoon, a movie marathon tonight, maybe?” he says.

I really appreciate this.

“You’re welcome.”. He prompts up, faces me and leans on the pile of pillows beside me. He takes my hand in his and we intertwine fingers. He touches my wedding ring and he sighs lightly. I knew what he was

at

down and says, “Would things have gone the same way if

brows come together in the middle, “What?” I ask, confused.

you have dated me

Elliot you’re exactly what every girl wants. You’re a gentleman, you’re considerate, you’re smart you

asked you the first time around?” he

at him, “Yes, Elliot, I would have.

to marry you, me, deciding for myself” I tell