Precious Than Diamonds

Chapter Eight

She was singing a song. It was a moonlit night. Her song was echoing in the granite walls. She was wearing a bluish-white dress on which the moonlight reflected. Aled's eyes were drinking from this mesmeric visual. He knew he never saw anything more beautiful than this. He was rowing the boat and it was gliding through the cool water. He stood up and looked properly to Jassie who was sitting on the other edge of the boat. He carefully walked towards her and sat near her. Her face was the single most innocent beauty in the world. She looked at Aled, smiled but didn't stop singing. A few pieces of her dress were floating around her because of the wind that came from the woods. "Jazie, my Jazmin", Aled spoke softly. His voice was echoing too, just like Jassie's. Jazmin--min--min--min--min, it kept ringing. Jassie smiled wider but still kept singing. Aled stretched out his hand. This time she stopped singing and looked down at his hand. Then she looked at his face. One moment passed. She looked down at his hand and then she looked at his face. Another moment passed. She lifted her right hand and it was slightly trembling, she placed her hand on his and he felt like a high voltage of electric current flowing through his body. He felt like he was losing his mind, his senses, his whole existence from the overwhelming cheer and excitement or some other emotions he wasn't even sure about. He clenched his whole body and closed his eyes because he couldn't take it anymore. His ecstatic state was too powerful on him. Suddenly he felt a very soft touch on his lower lip. He shivered back to his senses. He opened his eyes to see that Jassie's face was right before his. It was her lip touching his. Aled shivered again. He also realized Jassie's eyes are right before his. He shivered even again. "Aled Jay", she whispered. Even her whisper kept echoing, "You will be blessed with my kiss", she placed another hand gently on his face. Aled's eyes widened. He wanted to tell something but Jassie kissed him with a sweet, art like kiss. Aled touched her face too and sunk in her lips. He moved even closer to her, his chest almost touched her, just one more inch and then...

The phone is ringing again! "Oh God!", Aled was never so annoyed to hear his phone ringing. He had the most unbelievable encounter with the most unbelievable human being on this planet in the most unbelievably magical dream! Who the hell called him in this dead of night? He didn't even want to look at the phone and find out. Another call. "Oh shut up!", he stretched his hand out and found the phone under the blanket. He opened one eye and looked at the screen. Dave! Seriously? He asked in his head. He wanted to throw the phone to the wall or on the floor but did neither. He turned it off and his body from the right to the left. He wanted to think about that dream. What could happen next? Would she come closer to his body? Would they two start kissing on each others' necks? Was it possible she would allow him to touch her somewhere else? "Aled! How could you even think about that? Have you no decency? How could you...??", he shouted to himself and felt guilty for allowing inappropriate thoughts about Jassie. But the next moment he felt very surprised for overreacting to such a trivial thing. "Alright, so I wanted to fantasize about a woman for a moment. What's the big deal? I am a man and she is just a woman. Why it feels so wrong? I was with women before and I did things with them and it never felt so wrong! What's happening?", he was waiting on himself to get answers to his own questions. "Come on,  Aled, answer me. What's the matter?"...He understood that his feelings for Jassie are different from anything he ever felt for any other human. He respects her. And this realization hit him with a bigger shock than he ever had any. It was nothing like him. "A man doesn't simply respect another woman whom he barely knows. It makes no sense. If she is pretty or attractive, he can only desire her for pleasure. That's what it is like...", he was trying hard to solve this puzzle and it seemed to get more complicated by the moments. 

Aled tried a few more times to imagine how the rest of the dream could turn into a sensual, erotic scene. Beneath the beautifully magical white robe, how her bare skin could look, could feel to the touch. He started to feel uncomfortable. It felt sinister, it felt wrong. He imagined holding her hand under the moonlight and she kept singing her enchanting song. Now he felt a trace of deep peace and serenity. He kept listening to that enchanting song and finally could fall asleep after trying for almost two hours. The dream came back, he smiled in the sleep.