Sitting across the table from him in the small restaurant, was almost romantic.

The beach was just 50 feet away, and the sound of the waves crashing was unreal.

The light was gone, it was dark. The only light they had came from the live candles on each table, and the strings of paper lamps in the ceiling. The dim lighting made everything look dreamy.

How could this not be romantic?

"This is so pretty" she said looking around, noticing that most guests were couples...a couple of families with kids too.

"Do you want to have kids?" She asked him, and it took him by complete surprise.

He shook his head instantly, like he didn't need to think about the question at all, his mind was already made up.

"If I could...I would" she said, and stopped talking.

"I see no point. I like kids, but I just have no desire to create a mini-me, you know...Ryder Jr. What a joke. I wouldn't want a kid to turn out like me" he said, and he meant it.

"I wouldn't mind having a kid like you. You give yourself far too little credit. Look at what you did for me? You are a good person. I'll keep saying it until you hear me!" She looked straight at him, and this time she wasn't about to look away.

"I don't get it. I don't understand why you keep insisting? You don't have to say things to make me feel good. I don't need to hear you say these things...it won't change my mind. I won't look at myself in a new light or anything like that. I don't need you to save me!" He said, no malice in his voice...no anger...not spite.

"I look at you through my eyes. Not yours. I am not trying to change your mind about anything. I am not trying to change your mind about how you see yourself. I am just telling you, how I see you. Is that so bad?" She leaned forward resting her arms on the table.

"No...it's not. I mean, I am glad you see all those things in me. I just don't know what to do with it" he said truthfully.

He didn't.

"Let's go" she said, and went over to the waiter, to pay the bill.

"Where are we going?" He asked her, as she dragged him by the arm.

"We are going to do something I always dreamed of doing" she said.

She dragged him by the hand until they were standing by the edge of the pool...the water seemed almost black in the darkness. But the water was moving, and it invited her in. She took off the airy short flowery dress she was wearing, and left it on the edge as she dove in.

Ryder still didn't move, it took him by surprise. This didn't seem like anything Skylar would do? He caught a glimpse of her body, as she let her dress fall to the ground, and usually he would think nothing of it, if a girl did this in front of him, but it was different with Skylar.

As she resurfaced he decided to follow her lead, he took off his T shirt, and jumped in.

"This is a dream to you?" He asked her as he came back up.

"You probably do things like this all the time" she said, smiling.

"No" he said, and swam closer.

She was looking up...The stars above provided just enough light for her to see him clearly.

He was glistening.

Unexpectedly - his arms grabbed her under the water, taking her by surprise, as he dragged her closer. She let out a small gasp bumping into his body under the surface.

"Ryder" she felt light-headed all of a sudden.

He didn't answer.

They way he looked at her silenced her...

She was shivering, not because the water was cold, but because he was holding her this close. She wanted him to, she didn't want him to let go.

He didn't.

His eyes were mesmerizing. The look he gave her made everything around them disappear into nothingness!

They were the only two people left in the entire world!

That's what it felt like. She only saw him...

He kissed her. His lips on hers made her speechless. She couldn't find any words to describe the desire eating her up on the inside.

Everything just stopped.

Everything was black.

The only thing she felt was his lips against hers, and it made her dizzy.

She put her arms around him, pulling him even tighter.

She had no idea how they got back to the hotel room. It was a blur.

Suddenly someone was shining a flash light at them, and talking to them in Spanish, they quickly climbed back up, and just ran!...And now...All she knew, was he was standing right here in front of her, next to the bed.

They were still wet. Dripping on the white fluffy carpet, leaving no sound to reveal the mishap.

None of them had anything to say. Sometimes you just don't need any words. WORDS become obsolete.

Moving closer she let her dress fall to the floor, she had been holding it. She just grabbed it while running off. She had been holding it up in front of her, to shelter her body. He was shirtless. His frame was skinny, but still muscular...he had several tattoos on his upper body. She reached out and touched the one just below his collarbone. She let her fingers slide from one to the other.

Looking up at him, he took her hand, and held it close to his heart, she felt it beating through his chest...it was beating so fast, faster than she had imagined it would. Did she have that effect on him? Did she make him nervous...excited?

She never dared to see herself as a sexual being...not until now that is. She wanted him...she wanted him more than anything.

He leaned down and kissed her, sitting down on the bed, almost dragging her down next to him. They ended up above the covers in a tight embrace, then he stopped.

"What's wrong...?" She asked him, she didn't want him to stop.

"I don't think we should do this Skylar" he sounded sad all of a sudden. Just minutes ago they were laughing, as they ran through the darkness...now he sounded so sad.

"You don't want me" she said, and now she was the one to sound sad.

"Of course I do Skylar. I am scared" he said.

"I don't believe you...you never get scared, this is just an excuse. I get it" she said, and turned her back on him. He got up, put the covers on her and left. She felt him stand there for a while, he didn't say anything but...

"I'm sorry", and then he was gone.

She felt nothing, but the tears said it all.

This was an impossible situation, it would never amount to anything, how could it??

At least he wasn't the type to take advantage of the situation...Although she kinda wish he had.