Sequel: Forgive and Forget

A Summer Romance


Leaning back in the chair she was sitting in at the beachside cafe, Natalia smiled slightly as she gazed out over the large, semi-crowded beach and reached out her leg, nudging Jorge’s knee with her sandal-clad foot.

“What?” he asked as he tore his gaze from the menu in front of him.

“Look over there,” she smiled as she nodded towards the beach.

“Why?” he questioned confused.

“Just do it,” she stated with a roll of her dark brown eyes.

Giving in to his girlfriend’s wishes, Jorge turned to look towards the beach where he quickly located the couple Natalia was watching. Fernando and Elina was playing beach football, only right then they seemed to be a lot more interested in each other than the ball as Fernando was chasing her around and upon catching her dragged her down into the sand with him.

“They certainly look like they’re having fun,” he commented with a slight smile.

“Yeah,” Natalia agrees softly, her eyes also trained on the couple wrestling in the sand. “He seems to really like her,” she noted.

“He does,” Jorge nodded, thinking back to a conversation he’d had with his brother only days earlier. “I just think that he’s in over his head,” he admitted quietly.

“Why do you say that?” she asked, looking over at him.

“They barely know each other,” he pointed out as he turned to face her. “I mean, we’re leaving soon and from what he tells so is she and her family.”

“So?” she questioned strangely. “He’s your brother, aren’t you glad that he seems happy?”

“Of course I am,” he sighed softly, looking back out over the beach, without trouble finding the couple who’d abandoned playing football all together. “I'm just worried about what’s going to happen when we all go back home again. I mean, has he even told her what he does, that he plays football for a living?”

“Does it really matter?” she raised her eyebrows in wonder as she looked at him.

“It’s great if she doesn’t know it, because then he knows that she likes him and not his pay check,” he said slowly. “But at the same time, she doesn’t know what she’s getting herself into and she might feel like he’s lying to her.”

“Alright, I’ll give you that,” Natalia nodded her head slowly, contemplating her boyfriend’s words. “But besides that, I don't see what the big problem is.”

“He told me that he already feels a lot for her,” he said slowly, knowing his brother has said that in confidence. “If they’d met at home it would have been a different thing, but we’re out here and they don't have a clue what’s going to happen when we all leave.”

“Do you have to take everything so seriously?” she asked him smiling. “I mean, he’s twenty years old, he doesn’t need to find the woman he’s going to marry just yet. Let him have fun whilst he can,” she advised him.

“He’s my brother,” he looked at her pointedly. “It’s my job to worry about him. And you know how easily he get emotionally attached to people, remember his last girlfriend?”

“She was the clingy one,” she reminded him. “You need to back down and let him make his own mistakes,” she advised him. “He’s going to have to make them, he’s going to have to get hurt, have his heart broken if he’s ever going to learn, it’s the only way.”

“I know,” Jorge sighed, running his fingers through his dark hair. “I just don't like seeing him hurt.”

“I think that they both might get hurt when whatever they’re doing ends,” she said as she observed them sitting on the beach, seemingly talking to each other. “But there’s nothing that you and I can do about it,” she pointed out.

“This is why I love you,” he stated suddenly.

“What?” she looked over at him confused.

“You help me see things from all sides,” he told her.

“I love you too,” she smiled at him before leaning across the small table and brushing her lips against his.
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