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trying to relax. ”
    He looked over at me, “I never got your name, by the way.”
    “Oh,” I reached my hand out to him, “Sophie.”
    He set down his chopsticks and gripped my hand with both of his, “Dom.  It is a pleasure.”
    For almost a good minute he enveloped my hand with his.  The touch of a new, mysterious man gave me chills that I desperately tried to hide.  There was something in his eyes that was different from most people; I just couldn’t put my finger on what it was.  A passion was burning behind them.
    When he did finally let go, he turned to his plate, “So what brings you here, Sophie?”
    The way that he said my name was tempting and soft.  I caught me a little off guard.
    “I, uh,” I paused to gather myself, “I’m just taking a break from the grind.  You know.”
    “I sure do,” he ate a piece of his food and took a swig of water, “this is the perfect place to do that, you know.  They have everything that your pretty heart could dream of.”
    “Well, what is your favorite thing to do here?”
    Dom considered the question as he wiped his full lips with a napkin.  He tossed it down onto the counter and turned to me, “How about I show you?”
    “Show me what?”
    “Do you feel like taking a ride?”
    Did I?  I wasn’t quite sure what to say to that.  I didn’t even know the guy and he was asking me to just up and leave with him.  I hadn’t even talked to him long enough to know whether or not I could trust him.  But then there were his eyes.  They drew me in; made me feel safe and at ease.  There was a reassurance there that kept me firmly in his grasp.
    I swallowed hard and threw my napkin off of my lap, “Okay then.  Let’s go.”
    Dom put both of our meals on his tab and guided me through the halls of the resort.  Eventually we reached a cove red, gated parking area where we climbed in a rugged, though nicely adorned, Jeep.
    After gunning the engine to life and waiting for the gates to open, Dom guided the vehicle out of the resort and through the small town that waited just outside of it.  That, too, was left behind as he turned on a small, dirt road and started up a menacingly steep hill.  I think that he sensed my worry.
    “It’s okay,” he turned to me, “I’ve done this hundreds of times.”
    The look on my face must have still given me away, because he reached over and took my hand into his.  I probably should have been more nervous that he was driving with one hand but that was far from how I was actually feeling.  His touch soothed me on an insanely deep level.  The warmth of his skin on mine almost seemed to guarantee my safety.
    I looked over at him, my long, chestnut hair and pale yellow dress fluttering in the cool wind, and squeezed his hand more tightly.
    We pulled over to the side of the road.
    “Come,” he pulled his hand away and killed the engine, “I want you to see this.”
    He ran around the Jeep and opened my door for me.  Again he t ook my hand and guided me into the thick jungle, pushing aside vines and palms of varying sizes and hues of green.   The air was sweet and thick.  A thin layer of moisture was already starting to form between our palms.
    For a brief second I was worried.  Please don’t let go .
    As if reading my thoughts, his fingers curled around mine even tighter.  He turned back to me with a full grin.  His teeth were pearly white with one slightly crooked one on the bottom.  With his eyes still on me, he reached out and pulled aside the biggest palm frond that I had ever seen in my life.
    There in front of me was the glittering, emerald sea, laid out like an endless blanket over all of eternity.  The sun had begun to dip down below the horizon. It cast out its golden arms and t he calm waves shimmered under their touch.
    Dom squeezed my hand and pulled me out of the edge of the jungle.  We emerged in a small clearing, situated on the edge of a tall cliff.  It was complete with a cushy lounge chair