Recklessly
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“Lan. Let me see it.” Wes grabbed her arm, pushed her hair off her shoulder and held it out of the way. There were five lines in a small script and in cursive, stacked on top of each other.
Something flared in his chest that he knew he would never be able to quell as he turned her to face him. Without any prompting from him she said, “To remind me of the one regret I have, and how to never make that mistake ever again.” She pointed her smile to the distance, and her lip was quivering when she turned to face him. “I miss you, Wes. Every day. Every single one. It never gets better. I think about you every day. How we met. How I lost you. It never goes away. And right now I’m standing here, and…I’m feeling too hopeful for my own good because I came on a trip I couldn’t afford determined to walk to you and never walk away from you again or hurt you and to just love you without fear…and I wonder if we’re too different now to—”
“I never stopped missing you, Lan. Never,” Wes said, shaking his head.
“How?” she asked in a whisper.
“What you and I had was a mess. A passionate, fun, exquisite, crazy mess…from the moment I laid eyes on you. The bad was horrible. It was really, really horrible, and I haven’t forgotten it, but I’m not holding it against you. And the good…”
“It’s all still there?”
“The good parts are still there. For you?”
“Yup.” She laughed.
Wes held her by the shoulders. “So tell me what you want?”
“You, Wes. You. I’m in.” She cradled his face. “I’m in a hundred fucking percent. If you give me a second chance, I will spend the rest of our relationship making everything up to you. I mean that. And it will be a long relationship. Please give me the chance to prove it. Let me prove I’m worth being permanent.”
He narrowed his eyes on her. “If we do this, you only get one, Lan. I forgave you, and I’ve dealt with it, but—”
“One is all I need. I’m not the same girl…” An optimistic look settled on her face.
“But not too different, I hope. I loved a lot about that girl.”
“Okay, same girl, but I just put my living for the moment and thrill seeking where it mattered. Here. With you. Where it always should have been.”
He sighed into a smile. “Well…let’s see how much of the same you are.” Wes smirked. “And if you really mean you’re in…change your flight, Lana.”
“Man, when sexy, tattooed, blondie surfer rekindles, he rekindles,” she says as her eyes filled up with tears.
“Girl, change. Your. Flight.”
Lana shook her head. “I already did, Wes. The minute we spoke on the beach.”
“There’s the girl I wanted to be with. And that’s where we’ll start, okay?”
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
“Walk with me?” Wes slung his arm around her shoulders and she cuffed his dangling wrist before she leaned against him. Once they were walking again, Wes’ eyes drifted back to her shoulder, back to her tattoo, as the wind pulled her hair into the air.
Drop from the helicopter.
Plummet into the ocean.
Free fall.
Love
Recklessly.
The End
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