Our dip in the water was nice, but it opened up more questions than answers. There was so much about Dylan that I didn’t know. Yes, our relationship was just starting, but the start of any relationship was just as important as the rest of it. I’m not sure why, but I kept getting this feeling like he was hiding something massive from me. Call it women’s intuition.
Now that night had fallen again, Dylan wanted to take me to one of his favorite restaurants that sat along the oceanside on the other side of the beach. He made it clear that he only wanted to talk about me tonight, but I felt like I’d been doing that since we met. I needed answers, and he would have to give some to me tonight, or I knew that I couldn’t keep going further into this relationship despite how much I cared about him
