Chapter Eight




Gillian walked through the door of their suite and took it all in.

Jake reached forher and she purposefully moved away further into the room.

“Wow, this is really lovely,” she said, innocently.

“Yeah, and look at the view,” Jake said, settling down on the bed.

“Thank you for bringing me here,” Gillian said. “But you really didn’t have to doall this.”

“Yes I did, for you. You deserve it, Gillian. You’re my beautiful princess.”

Gillian drew back as if she had been struck and felt her body grow tense.

“So much has changed since I came to this country. It doesn’t seem like I am.....not anymore,” she paused, drawing in air and exhalingagain before she went on. “Please don’t call me that ever again.”

Jake was more then a bit surprised at her reaction but didn’t let it show. He beckoned to her from his place on the bed.

“Come sit beside me,” he said.

She crossed the room and stiffly sat next to him on the bed. Jake looked over ather and could immediately notice how jittery she was.

“Gillian, what’s wrong?” he asked, gently.

This is stupid, she told herself. All along a small part of her had been hoping for someone or something to come and stop this. But, there was nothing. Andsince she was sure she wasn’t strong enough to stop it herself, she knewthere would be no way out.

“I just...I....I’ve been living at the Boarding House for awhile now. I guess I’ve just grown unaccustomed to all this. It really is a bit overwhelming.”

“Well, I don’t want you to feel rushed, Gillian, and certainly not overwhelmed. I want tonight to be very special,” he reached over and tipped up herchin so she looked him in the eye, “ - for both of us. Tell you what, I’llstay here and unpack. Why don’t you go do a little shopping? That will put youmore at ease.” His last comment put a smile back on her face and she could feel some of thetension slowly melting away.

“That would be nice,” she admitted. “But for all the things this resort has, it doesn’t have any stores, just a little gift shop in the main buildingnext to the lobby.”

Jake hid his amusement at the fact that she had already memorized the location of the one store the resort did have, and he stood up in mockhorror.

“How dare they build a beach resort without dozens of upscale department stores for you to shop in?!”

“Ha, ha,” Gillian said. “Very funny.”

He took her hands in his, still smiling, and pulled her up.

“Look, why don’t you take the car and drive into town. There are lots of stores there. I remember you had your eye on a few when we drove through. It’snot that farreally - maybe fifteen, twenty minutes. The signs are easy enough to follow. And there’s a map in the car.” Jake reached into his pocket.

“Here are the keys.”

“Jake, are you sure? I mean, I don’t want to leave you here all by yourself doingall the unpacking,” Gillian said.

“Yes, I’m positive.”

Gillian held out for a minute longer, then broke out in a huge smile and headed towards the door with Jake laughing behind her. “Ah, Gillian?” She turned around.

“Just one more thing. Be sure to bring your cell phone, just in case.”

She smiled. “It’s in my purse. ‘The signs are easy to follow’,” she said, playfully mocking him. “You think I’m going to get lost, but I’ll show you.”

She turned around and walked out of the room.

“Stay out of trouble,” he called after her as the door shut.

Gillian walked down to the car and started the engine.

“Shopping will be good. It’ll clear my head,” she said good-naturedly to herself as she fastened her seat belt.

“Stay out of trouble,” she repeated. “What trouble can Ipossibly get into in town?”


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