Damian had taken two weeks to break from work, the last two days left, he decides on making it romantic for the both of them.
On the first day - Carina woke up to see herself beside the kissing tree. She felt the cool weather grace her skin. The woods were silent with a delicious sense of repose and peace in the deep pervading calm. The leaves were still, there were no sounds to disturb nature's meditation.
Carina smiled wondering why Damian kept her here.
"Do you believe in fairytales," Damian said, his voice echoed.
"I don't believe in fairytales. Damian where are you!" Carina yelled.
Suddenly a hummingbird flew and rested on her shoulder. Carina said while smiling, "She's beautiful."
"Not just her."
Carina heard his voice again. Just then, sounds came to life in the woods. A woodpecker was heard.
Carina was stunned as little green worms came crawling to her, lifting two-thirds of its body into the air from time to time. Carina giggled at the worms dancing, she couldn't believe what her eyes were seeing. After the dance, the worms sat as still as stones and when she touched their bodies, they shake delightfully. She picked one of them up and placed it on her leg, it began to journey over her and her whole heart was glad, then she placed it back on the ground.
A procession of ants suddenly appeared from nowhere, Carina watched as they lugged a dead spider to a tree trunk for breakfast. Carina spotted a ladybug dancing in its flight as she giggled.
A tumblebug came next, heaving sturdily at its ball. Carina touched it as it shut its legs against its body and pretended to be dead, she smiled. A catbird, the northern mocker rested on her head, just then, Carina believed in a fairytale.
A twig almost on her reach, a gray squirrel came scurrying along and sat beside her, and butterflies came fluttering upon the scene.
Carina was wondering how Damian could make this scene happen as she played with the beautiful creatures.
Damian's footsteps made their runoff. "Now, do you believe in fairytales?" He asked.
Carina responded with a smile and then said, "How did you come up with that, it was -"
"They were friendly, weren't they?" He said, cutting her short. "Come let me show you the riverside."
They both walked and arrived a distance from the clear cold water. Carina sat at the fireplace he built and he served her bacon for breakfast with a small catfish he caught in the water. She ate the fried fish and was astonished she hasn't tasted a fish that's so delicious like the one she just ate. The bacon was nothing short of delicious too.
Everything appeared to her as fairy-like, each new scene more charming than the last as they enjoyed beautiful moments together going to see a play in the theater, and spending more romantic time together.
In the night, they both laid on the sands, watching the stars. Carina said while watching, "I love the Maldives. I am intrigued with everything about the Maldives. The weather has a soothing effect. On clear nights, I feel transported out of the world, up to the celestial globe, spangled with refulgent stars. On clear days I can find myself walking as in a dream through shining fields."
"It is indeed perfect." Damian smiled. "Tell me more about love, apart from what you wrote in your book." He said.
"What don't you know of love?" Carina asked.
"The way it is described matters, I fell in love with the description in your book, I yearn to hear more," Damian said, turning to face her. With the light the moon gave, he could still see her face. Her framing eyebrows that arched like rainbows, her straight nose, her full lips that made him think of a dove in flight, and her sensitive chin, he was scarcely breathing at her beauty.
Carina said, "Love is light, the prince of colors. It is blinding. It blinds even when you are concentrating on other things. Love is -"
"I love you." Damian broke in.
She blushed. His hands cupped her face. "You don't have to say anything, I know you love me too." He said.
Carina drew back her head, raised her face to his, and their eyes locked. Tears glistened on her cheeks. The scent of lilacs poured heavily into the atmosphere. The moon glowed with colors and bathed her finely carved irony features, accentuating their perfection.
Damian asked, "Why does that look stay in your eyes?"
Carina said softly, "My heart, my very life, that gleam is my love for you, can you not tell? You round out everything I have ever wanted in this world. Damian," She called out his name, romantically, before saying, "I love you."
Damian love so many things about her. He loved her maturity marked by the color and richness of her character. He loved her subtle depth of sympathy and understanding. Beauty is the outshining of the light inside her, so he loved everything that shines outwardly in her.
Carina said, "You are life to me. You are melody and the breath of flowers, you are honey and spice, you are my present and my future, you are my very soul. Apart from you, I have no soul."
Damian wanted to tell her that he would be leaving soon to travel to California with him but he remembered that he has a busier schedule, he wouldn't have time for her again.
Venessa thought - We love each other but we are not in a real relationship, I know nothing about him and knows nothing about me likewise. The universe connects us isn't enough. I want to know him but I will enjoy the moment with him and give it time till I ask him personal questions.
He pulled her up from the ground. "Where are you taking me to this time," Carina asked.
They stopped at the bridge as Damian said, "Maldives' weather is nice tonight."
"I love it," Carina said.
"The stars are complimented by your beauty."
Carina blushed. Damian slipped his hands onto her hips and pulled her close to him for a kiss. Carina didn't want the moment to end. His lips met hers as they both enjoyed a long, gentle, passionate kiss. Their emotions flowing unrestrictedly, their intensity growing stronger as they explored their mouths.
After the kiss, he took her to a nightclub. When they stepped on the dance floor, the DJ cranked the music up at the start of a new song. Damian made sure he seductively flowed with the music. They danced until their legs were worn out.
Damian held her hand as Carina said, "Where to now."
"I want you to meet Beauty," Damian responded as they stepped out of the club.
Glaring at Damian, Carina pulled his hand away, stopping near the yacht. "Who is Beauty? If you don't tell me this moment I will leave here." She said.
Carina caught a smile on his face. "Are you jealous?" Damian asked.
"What are you saying... I thought we -"
Damian placed his hand around her waist and said, "Look at Beauty." He pointed.
Carina laughed at herself for thinking that Beauty might be his girlfriend, wife, or daughter. "The yacht's name is Beauty?" She asked.
"No. I made the name up."
Carina smiled. He got her there. She took his hand and came onboard.
"Is this your first time on a yacht?" Damian asked, stepping on the yacht.
"Definitely. I've always dreamt of being here but I never knew one day a man will make my dream come alive. Where have you been all my life?" Carina said, following him to the belly of the yacht and stepping into the small lounge.
Damian showed off the bedroom, the dining room. "Be my guest. What can I offer you."
"I don't know."
"Do you care for champagne?"
"A taste of diamonds."
"You must be kidding. That's like the most expensive champagne in the world. It costs $2.7 million if am not wrong." Carina said, sitting at the small round table, expecting to be blown away.
And there she was, blown away as he pulled up a bottle of a taste of diamonds from under the bench. Carina couldn't believe it, she thought - Is he a billionaire and I don't know. I don't want to be rude by asking him personal questions, but I can't ignore the fact that am staring at an expensive drink without asking him what he does for a living. So she said, "What do you do for a living."
"We will get to know each other very well, soon enough."
"When that day comes, just know I will be throwing you lots of questions."
"Okay let's eat dinner."
Damian went to ride, he revved the engine and turned the wheel. Three hundred feet from the shoreline, he caught the engine, dropping the anchor overboard. He stood looking at Carina who was taken with the feel of the ride. He dazzled at her beauty, he watched as the breeze teased the tip of her hair and a smile broke on her face.
"You're so beautiful," Damian said.
Carina's cheeks flushed red at the compliment. This is what she has ever wanted, her dream has always been to be loved, to live a romantic lifestyle, and to be with a man like Damian who can make her dreams come alive.
On the second day - The time clocked noon. A sweet scent grew heavy in the air, enfolding them, taking them to cloud nine.
They kissed each other slowly, long drugging exchanges that left them both breathless. His breath was so close that Carina could taste him. His breath falls into her mouth, the only air she has. They touched and explored. She liked opening her mouth against his. She liked feeling his moan roll, candy round and warm, into her mouth. They murmured approval, pleasure, need and headed to the bedroom.
Damian whispered, "You're the only woman I've ever loved." He pressed his mouth to her neck, tasting. A soft sigh of pleasure slipped from her lips. He peeled away her dress, exploring each secret place he uncovered, delighting in her softness, her warmth.
Carina said, "I cannot live without you. My life has no meaning with you, I can never be with another man except you."
With what she said, Damian was certain that she is truly in love with him. He felt so guilty about leaving.
Carina breathed in the scent of his skin, rich and musky. The feel of his hair against the sensitive flesh on her palm. She loved his breath deepening at the height of arousal.
Damian kissed her once more as he trailed the kisses to her breast. Carina arched into him as his mouth filled her nipple. His suck made her cry out a soft cry of pleasure shuddering past her lips.
"So beautiful," Damian murmured, cupping her breasts, lifting them for his mouth.
Carina squeezed her eyes shut as he kept on fondling her breast. She arched more, higher, she wanted him to increase the contact of his mouth on her breast which she did. She stood on tiptoe, the pleasure she was receiving from him was so high.
Damian's hands came everywhere, molding and caressing.
Carina moaned against his mouth as he roamed his hand up the back of her thigh, then around to the front. She moaned louder as he found her.
Damian took off his clothes and laid carefully on top of her as she laid on the bed. Carina reached between his legs and wrapped her fingers around him. He thrust into her; she anchored herself to the real world of passion that spun her to the ozone and beyond. He thrust again, gently; she dug her fingernails into his back. He thrust more; she caught his mouth.
Her hips wobble as Damian began to push, faster and faster. Carina wished to freeze this moment in time. She loved the scent that smelled like the music box he gave her the other day, and she loved the lovemaking.
Time marched on to afternoon, they had gone back to the riverside. Excitement filled Carina's heart as she sat in the sands, enjoying the cool weather. Damian brought a scrabble game along with him.
"I bet you're going to lose at this game," Damian said.
"You sound confident."
They drew their tile letters as Damian said with a grin, "Ladies first." He picked the letter a and did not doubt that she wouldn't pick the same letter he picked.
"No, I insist you go first." She said, after checking that the letter she picked was z.
"Okay, I'll go first." He said.
Carina was shocked as he played all his first seven words. Instantly, she knew the game would be the most challenging scrabble game she has ever played. It was her turn to play, and she also needed her words to form a complete seven-letter word. She arranged and rearranged. There she got it, she played the word abandon.
It took Damian by surprise seeing the seven-letter word she played. The game got tougher and intense as they kept on battling with words, wanting to defeat themselves with a high score.
The game drew to an end as Carina calculated their scores with her phone. She calculated their score once again for accuracy and still saw the same score, they both of them scored 360.
Damian looked at the sun, the tip of the sun looked so close, it seemed if he stretched his hands he could touch it. Too many clouds in the sky played with it, it rose even more, majestically. "The sun looks beautiful today." He said.
"Yes, it does. I just love to sit here with you and watch it."
Moments later. Damian's lips parted in a smile as he sighted a conch shell in the river. He's been told from childhood that a conch shell is found in the sea and he couldn't believe what his eyes saw. He remembered the sweet sounds it gave when he was little.
Without wasting much time, he showed Carina the conch shell. "I used to blow this when I was little," Damian said.
"I also used to blow it. The shell was interesting and pretty and a worthy plaything."
"Are you thinking the same thing am thinking?"
Carina smiled. They thought of plucking the shell in the river. Near to Damian's elbow, a palm sapling leaned out over the lagoon. The weight was already putting a lump from the poor soil and soon it would fall. He tore out the stem and began to poke about in the water. Damian used one hand as a fulcrum and pressed down with the other till the shell rose, dripping, and Damian could make a grab.
Carina took the shell from Damian and a little water ran down her arm. The shell was deep cream. It was a seventeen inches shell with a slight spiral twist covered with an embossed pattern. Carina shook the sand out of the deep tube.
Carina laid the small end of the shell against her mouth and blew. There came a rushing sound from its mouth but nothing more.
Damian said, "Give it, I'll make it sound better."
Carina tried again, but the shell remained silent so she gave it to him.
"Now, watch me work my magic."
Carina smiled. He has surprised her a lot so she wouldn't be surprised if it worked on his mouth. She watched as he pursed his lips and squirted air into the shell, the sound it emitted made her laugh.
"Trust me, I can make it sound great," Damian said.
"Okay, I trust you," Carina said, smiling.
Damian hit the shell with air from his diaphragm. Immediately the thing sounded with a deep harsh note that spread out through the riverside and the woods.
Carina busted out laughing. Damian held her waist and drew her closer to him. He thought - I always want to see you smile, even when am gone.
Their eyes met. Damian planted a kiss on her lips. He kissed her with tears rolling from his eyes, for their kiss might be the last kiss.
The night weather came with a great chill. They had run out of woods so they hurried down to the woods to fetch some woods to build a fire and keep their bodies warm.
"Are you sure you want to take that?" Carina asked, referring to the wood Damian had cut down. The wood was damply rotten, full of insects that scurried.
"It's dark already and we are cold, this shouldn't matter."
"You're right." She said, directing her torchlight to other woods, seeing the woods they cut down were also highly infested.
They continued working with great energy and cheerfulness. They built a pyramid of leaves and twigs, branches, and logs.
Soon there was a ceiling of smoke and a bush of yellow flame. Carina's phone played romantic songs. They made love. Carina made love with the only man who had ever made her happy.
This one was different, their bodies connected like nothing before, and when he said the words "I love you" they caught one another's cries of pleasure, their bodies grew slick with sweat, unbearably hot with the act of love.
After their lovemaking, Damian wrapped his hands around her and said, "Warm enough."
"Mmm-hmm." Carina smiled sleepily. "Perfect." She continued, "I would love to wake up and still be wrapped in your embrace."
Carina woke up, seeing he wasn't beside her. She called his name, walked around, and felt that he was far away from her.
She smiled and soliloquized, "He must be planning another surprise for me."
She gazed at the horizon and at the most spectacular sunset she'd ever seen. Brilliant pinks and lavenders, fiery reds and oranges, a hint of gold, they transformed the sky into an artist's canvas. She sighed and thought - How could nature be capable of such an incredible feat now Damian isn't here with me.
She waited for him, missing him, aching for him. Every second passed with thoughts of him, ber mind raced down to their lovemaking and the romantic moments they spent together.
For hours Carina didn't see him. She went back to the hotel he booked. "Um... the customer in room 360, do you know where he is?" She asked.
The receptionist checked her book. "Am sorry, he checked out some hours ago."
"Checked out? What are you saying?" Carina said, her face filled with a sudden burst of mixed feelings of sadness, hurt, anger and frustration.
"Yeah. Isn't Damian Michaels his name? He's tall. He left with his luggage."
"No..." Carina screamed. Tears welled up her eyes as she stormed out of the reception hall.
Tears ran down her eyes, blurring her vision. "Damian........" She screamed even louder. Without realizing that she was in the middle of the road.
A car suddenly came at her with great speed. The driver wasted no time and drove off.