Chapter 4

I drive through town. Still listening to the music with my lady. We pass a few small stores and a fuel station. We pass Paula's Corner. An establishment she liked before we married. Place to find all sorts of cheap affordable clothing with many deals. Most my cloths come from there. She picks it out of course. Not that she is controlling. She's not. She's more stylish than me. I've never had a sense of fashion or even standard dressing. I'll put a button shirt on with camo cargo pants. I don't really think about what I'm wearing. So I ask her to make sure her hubby looks good. We're a good team. We both struggle with things. We both let the other help hold us up and we each know that support will never fail us. I see the coffee shop ahead.

"Are you ready? This place has a huge selection. I'm surprised you didn't know about it. You go to Paula's Corner so much and they're so close." I giggle as I say.

"Well you know I like walking in town and Paula's Corner is already so far. Another few blocks was always too much further. Plus I'd have cloths with me." She laughs back.

"Yeah. Wouldn't want you walking while carrying too much." I replied softly.

We pull into an open parking spot on the side of the road. I get out immediately and walk to the passenger side to open her door. I know it seems like I'm her servant... But to some I look like that but I'm her husband. I tend to this woman. I chose to treat her this way because I love her. Plus I like to be a gentleman.

"Here we are. It's called Bailey's Brews" I say as I hold my hand out to help her from the car.

"Ohhhh I've seen it. It looks like a bar for alcohol." She said as she grabs my hands and pills herself out of the car.

We hold hands as we walk into the coffee shop. Immediately as planned her eyes widened so big it was so adorable.

"Babe, the smell." She says excitedly.

"I know. Hahaha" I chuckle.

"Can you smell like this always, please? You'll be irresistible to me." She starts to giggle.

" I'm already irresistible to you. That's why I still have you." I smiled back.

She giggled and began to look at the menu. Her eyes zipping from one spot to the next. I feared for a moment that it might stress her she can't try more than one at the same time. So I go into action.

"We can buy a few bags of the beans to take home and try too. Pick a few." I whisper in her ear.

"But how many is a few? And which ones? They all sound so good." She quietly replied.

"Get yourself some hot or cold coffee and then pick 2 bags of beans to try for now.

That way we can come get more and they'll be fresh by the time we used the first two bags." I said back.

She tells the employee that she wants a cappuccino with mocha and then a bag of "Jamaican Me Crazy" and another called, "Rare Raspberry" and I get a Frappuccino with caramel. I pay for the coffee and we walk out with our goodies. I place the coffee bags in the back seat and open the door for her. She slides in again and I close her door and go back to the driver's side and get in. I start the car and wait for passing vehicles to go before I exited the parking spot. We make our way in the proper direction of the beach.

"Play the music again baby. You still have my phone." I say as I prepare the radio.

"Okay mahal." She giggles back.

It will be about an hour before we reach our destination. We go past a lot of stores on our way out of town. We hit the countryside and everything was smooth sailing. I was going to a spot I could rent a boat and a captain for a day. Just something small but big enough to enjoy ourselves without the worries of the captain. With a room for us to stay the night or two at sea. The weather was supposed to stay good for the next week but I would keep an extra careful eye for any changes.

"Are you ready for a fun weekend at the beach?" I ask.

"Weekend? What?" She said.

"That's why I packed your bag too. Hahaha we are staying on a boat." I said.

She goes silent. I didn't know if it was good or bad. But I'd find out when we arrived.

As we pull up to this little establishment. Just a building that didn't look like much. Inside we'll find our captain. I park the car and proceed to get out and walk over to open the car door for my wife. She steps out still silent.

"Dahlia, this way baby." I wave towards the direction of the small door. 

  It's still too soon to tell if she likes this idea of mine. She slowly walks with me too the door and I open it for her.

"It's just someone's home" she said confused.

"Yes. It's the home of our captain." I replied.

"But this is the home of a woman." She said.

"Ladies can be captains too." I chuckle.

   Suddenly,  she walks into the room. Small dark skinned woman like my wife. I saw my wife's eyes get wider. I can tell my wife likes my choice of captain. She was an attractive woman that was her height and shape. She had short black hair that went to her shoulders. While my wife had longer black hair that shined in the light.

"Hello,  I'm Captain Amellia. Are you the man I spoke with?" The captain asked.