Afterwards, she came back into the room and saw the tea and toast were placed on a table by the bed. Maxwell had put fresh linen on. Jada shook her head and realized he was really a good man. Then she started to think about how she didn’t tell him about the pregnancy. There was more to it and she couldn’t figure out what it was. She had to get herself together.
Jada was making her way to the kitchen to put the dirty dishes away. Maxwell was there getting a water out of the refrigerator. He turned to her and smiled.
Jada smiled back timidly. The nightmare still had her shaken up a bit.
He came over to her and asked, “Want to take a ride out to the beach?”
“That sounds nice. Yes, I’d like that.”
“Go get ready.”
They were now walking hand and hand in the sand. Maxwell carried her sandals and Jada that was the absolute cutest thing. There was a small chill today and she actually wished she had worn closed in shoes. They simply enjoyed each others company. They didn’t need to talk…It was comfortable.
They stopped and took a seat on one of the benches. The breeze was chilled.
Jada shivered even though she was wearing a sweater.
Maxwell put his arm around her, “Cold?”
She nodded her head and snuggled inside. He laughed softly and rubbed her arms up and down.
Jada then puts her head on his shoulders. He is so warm and feels so good. She just enjoys being with him. Right now, all of her troubles are far away.
After a few moments he asks, “You want to tell me about that dream?”
Jada stiffens. He could sense it immediately. Maxwell pulls away from her just a bit and then he puts his forefinger under her chin. ...
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...tache.” She looked down again and a tear fell from her eye. Maxwell noticed and wiped it away.
She looks back at him sadly.
He shook his head and replied quietly, “Don’t.” Jada was so mesmerized she couldn’t look away. Maxwell bent and kissed her delicately on the lips. Jada reached up and gently caressed his cheek.
He grabbed onto her hand and said, “We will work this out baby.”
Jada shook her head, “How?”
He sighed and asked, “Have you thought about counseling?”
She shook her head no. He continued, “Babe, that may be something you need to look into. This was very traumatic and perhaps speaking with someone not personally involved will help you get through this. It is something to think about.”
Jada nodded. Maybe he was right. She should find a Psychologist and have some therapy. There could be more to this and she needs to get to the root of it.
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