Post by Zoe DeBroux on Nov 4, 2012 19:00:46 GMT -5
*It had been a wonder six weeks since Rose and Emmett had left the island. At first I was really excited to pour my life into the clinic, making it all that the Cullens had dreamed it would be but little did I know that our trip to Rio would bring much more excitement into my life.
That night I met Salvador, a tall, dark and handsome stranger. We talked and danced up until Emmett rushed me and Rosalie out the door and back home to Isle Esme. I thought I would never seen him again but a few night later, I was walking back to my bungalow from the clinic and there he was standing outside my door. I was excited to see him but then I had all kinds of questions for him. Like, how did he find me? Isle Esme was a private island, not that easy to find. He explained that the Cullen's were very well known and the bartender had recognized Emmett and knew just were to find him. Sal explained that he stopped at the main house but the house keeper said that the Cullen's were not at home and then he asked about the american nurse that was traveling with them and that is how he found me.
This handsome man took so much time out of his day to find little ol' me, how lucky was I?
He was smart, funny and apparently very rich. At first he would just meet me after work and we would walk the beach at night but then he started taking me on his boat to the mainland to dance the night away, always having me home right before sunrise. He understand that I had to work during the day so he always stayed away so to not interrupt my work, which I found very sweet of him.
Later we spent long night just lying on the beach looking up at the stars. We talked about our past, our dreams and here lately, our future. Salvador was someone that I could see spending my life with, living on the mainland, continuing my work at the clinic and spending time with the Cullen's when they were in.
Sal reminded me alot of Emmett in the way he carried himself and in the way he moved. I also felt, just like Rose that he was low in iron. He stayed cold to touch, just like my best friend. I offered to drawl some blood one night and have it tested but he said it was something that ran in the family and that he was on a iron supplement. On the warm topical nights, I didn't mind his cool touch against my skin.
Last night was just magical if I had to put a label on it. We went for a walk like most nights but this time not on the beach but deep inside the jungle to a waterfall. It was beautiful, watching the moonlight dance off the water that pooled at the bottom of the falls. We were talking about life and what we both wanted out of it, when he turned to me and said "Zoe, I have found what I want out of life, you" I just melted. Yes, it was a line but it was the best line that had ever been used on me. We started to kiss and before I knew it, I was laying there in his arms. My naked body against his. I had never been made loved to like that. His every touch was for my pleasure. He needed me just as much as I needed him. We laid there for hours, I slept under the stars and he held me. Then he walked me back to the village, to my bungalow. Kissing me goodbye as the moonlight shown against his alabaster skin. He bid me a fair well and swore he would see me again tonight.
So here I sat, waiting with no sign or word from him. I kept checking the cell that Rose had given me and nothing. I would call him but I didn't want him to think that I was on of those girls, the kind that freaked out if she didn't hear from a man when he said he would call.
I walked to the boat dock to see if his boat was there, thinking that maybe he had gotten attacked on his way through the jungle. No sign of him anyway. I made it back to my place and took a seat on the front steps and waited.
Maybe I should call him just to check on him. After all, he told me to call anytime. It would show that I was worried about him, right? Plus, I had called him many times over the last 6 weeks, why would tonight be any different. Taking out my cell, I thumbed through the numbers, finding his, I hit call......and waited.
Ring....ring....ring...."I'm sorry but the number you are trying to reach is no longer in service, please check the number and try again" What? I must have hit the wrong number....Looking through the phone, I tried again. Same thing.
Why was his number not working?
I got up and walked into my bungalow, taking a seat on my bed.
Was he playing me this whole time? Was I just a vacation fling for him? If that was true why waste so much of his time talking about life, our hopes, our dreams?
I tried the number one last time before laying on my bed. Hot tears flooded my eyes. Why did this happen to me all the time? I wish my friend was here. No, I take that back, I can never tell Rose about this, she would only tell me that she tried to warn me about rushing into things. I was just so lonely, I just wanted to be loved and I thought for once I had found it. Closing my eyes, I pull the covers up and over me. I would use my head next time instead of my heart, if only I am lucky enough to have a next time*
That night I met Salvador, a tall, dark and handsome stranger. We talked and danced up until Emmett rushed me and Rosalie out the door and back home to Isle Esme. I thought I would never seen him again but a few night later, I was walking back to my bungalow from the clinic and there he was standing outside my door. I was excited to see him but then I had all kinds of questions for him. Like, how did he find me? Isle Esme was a private island, not that easy to find. He explained that the Cullen's were very well known and the bartender had recognized Emmett and knew just were to find him. Sal explained that he stopped at the main house but the house keeper said that the Cullen's were not at home and then he asked about the american nurse that was traveling with them and that is how he found me.
This handsome man took so much time out of his day to find little ol' me, how lucky was I?
He was smart, funny and apparently very rich. At first he would just meet me after work and we would walk the beach at night but then he started taking me on his boat to the mainland to dance the night away, always having me home right before sunrise. He understand that I had to work during the day so he always stayed away so to not interrupt my work, which I found very sweet of him.
Later we spent long night just lying on the beach looking up at the stars. We talked about our past, our dreams and here lately, our future. Salvador was someone that I could see spending my life with, living on the mainland, continuing my work at the clinic and spending time with the Cullen's when they were in.
Sal reminded me alot of Emmett in the way he carried himself and in the way he moved. I also felt, just like Rose that he was low in iron. He stayed cold to touch, just like my best friend. I offered to drawl some blood one night and have it tested but he said it was something that ran in the family and that he was on a iron supplement. On the warm topical nights, I didn't mind his cool touch against my skin.
Last night was just magical if I had to put a label on it. We went for a walk like most nights but this time not on the beach but deep inside the jungle to a waterfall. It was beautiful, watching the moonlight dance off the water that pooled at the bottom of the falls. We were talking about life and what we both wanted out of it, when he turned to me and said "Zoe, I have found what I want out of life, you" I just melted. Yes, it was a line but it was the best line that had ever been used on me. We started to kiss and before I knew it, I was laying there in his arms. My naked body against his. I had never been made loved to like that. His every touch was for my pleasure. He needed me just as much as I needed him. We laid there for hours, I slept under the stars and he held me. Then he walked me back to the village, to my bungalow. Kissing me goodbye as the moonlight shown against his alabaster skin. He bid me a fair well and swore he would see me again tonight.
So here I sat, waiting with no sign or word from him. I kept checking the cell that Rose had given me and nothing. I would call him but I didn't want him to think that I was on of those girls, the kind that freaked out if she didn't hear from a man when he said he would call.
I walked to the boat dock to see if his boat was there, thinking that maybe he had gotten attacked on his way through the jungle. No sign of him anyway. I made it back to my place and took a seat on the front steps and waited.
Maybe I should call him just to check on him. After all, he told me to call anytime. It would show that I was worried about him, right? Plus, I had called him many times over the last 6 weeks, why would tonight be any different. Taking out my cell, I thumbed through the numbers, finding his, I hit call......and waited.
Ring....ring....ring...."I'm sorry but the number you are trying to reach is no longer in service, please check the number and try again" What? I must have hit the wrong number....Looking through the phone, I tried again. Same thing.
Why was his number not working?
I got up and walked into my bungalow, taking a seat on my bed.
Was he playing me this whole time? Was I just a vacation fling for him? If that was true why waste so much of his time talking about life, our hopes, our dreams?
I tried the number one last time before laying on my bed. Hot tears flooded my eyes. Why did this happen to me all the time? I wish my friend was here. No, I take that back, I can never tell Rose about this, she would only tell me that she tried to warn me about rushing into things. I was just so lonely, I just wanted to be loved and I thought for once I had found it. Closing my eyes, I pull the covers up and over me. I would use my head next time instead of my heart, if only I am lucky enough to have a next time*
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