Dream Haunter (20 page)

“
Are you sure you don’t want
me to come with you?” she asks.

He smiles, kissing her again. “No, I
love you Melody. I'm sorry this isn’t the best
morning-after-the-wedding that you deserve.”

He pushes his hands through her hair
before reaching for his shirt.

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Sam runs his fingers through his hair,
fixing it as the elevator dings with each floor it passes. He walks
pass the ballroom he was married in last night; the feeling of joy
and love is still flowing through him.

Jet sits with Chloe at a small white
cloth covered table; he holds his forehead in his palms while Chloe
rubs his back, saying something too soft for Sam to
hear.

“
Jet,” Sam pulls up a
polished brown chair. “Can we talk?”

Chloe stands up. “I’ll leave you too
alone.”

Jet stirs his lemon water
with a straw, apologetically looking up at Sam. “I am
so
sorry for all I have
put you and Melody through, I just don’t know what I'm doing, and
I'm so confused!”

Sam nods; the smell of breakfast hangs
in the air and makes his stomach growl. “Thanks for the
apology.”

Sam looks at his fingers, wondering if
Jet is going to apologize for something else that he had done that
posed some uncomfortable feelings last night.

Jet’s eyes fill with even more regret.
“Oh, and um, I'm sorry about sleeping with Melody... um… she and
you are married now and that’s so weird and I feel wrong
and…”

Sam smiles, even though the thought
still hurts him, and reaches across the table and patting Jet’s
shoulder. “Calm down!”

He nods, taking a few deep breaths as
he looks down at his iced cup of lemon water. “Ask me anything and
I’ll answer it.”

Sam leans back against the chair,
staring out the window on the far side of the room at the changing
leaves of the oak tree. “How did you get into Melody’s
dreams?”

Jet shrugs, forcing out a low laugh. “I
have no idea, somehow I end up in girls dreams, usually everything
takes place at my apartment,” he pauses. “I was told that I
couldn’t live a normal, happy life until I learned what love is. I
know it sounds like something out of a child’s fairytale but it’s
true.”

Sam leans against the table, looking
over at where Melody and Chloe stand. “I think you have been loved.
And you’re learning to show it, so that’s a start.”

Melody fidgets by the glass doors that
leads out to the parking lot, Sam and her suitcases sit by her
feet.

Sam looks down at his watch, the
leather band sliding down his wrist when he raises his arm. “Oh
hey, Melody and I have a plane to catch so I’ll talk to you
later.”

The two of them stand up in unison. Jet
hesitantly leans forward, hugging Sam. Sam, shocked at first with
his arms stiffly held at his sides, but soon gives in and hugs Jet
back. Jet pulls back, looking over at Melody then back to
Sam.

“
Can I say something to
Melody?” he asks.

Sam looks over at her; she shifts her
weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other. “If she’ll talk to
you.”

Melody watches cautiously as Jet
approaches her. He stops a foot in front of her, locking eyes. “I'm
so sorry for everything that I have done to you; I wish I could
take it back you don’t know how badly I do… I understand if you
don’t forgive me.”

Melody looks at him in shock. “Um,
thank you, I forgive you.”

 
Jet smiles and steps
back, letting Sam wrap his arms around Melody’s waist,. “Have fun,”
he waves good bye as Chloe laces finger with him.

Sam bends down and kisses Melody’s
cheek. “He’s free,” he whispers.

Melody smiles and jumps into the cab
that will take them to the airport.

 “
⁴ 
Love is
patient,
 
love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not
proud.
 
⁵ 
It does not
dishonor others, it is not self-seeking,
 
it is not easily
angered,
 
it
keeps no record of wrongs. 
⁶ 
Love does not
delight in evil
 
but rejoices with the truth. 
⁷ 
It always
protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
” 1
Corinthians 13:4-7