AN: First of all i would like to thank Ruthyroo for the title suggestion.

So this is my first HO fic so please be gentle with me... muchly appreciated in advance.

I hope yis all enjoy! xx

He watched him emerge from the clear blue water and make his way up the pebbly beach. Even by Greek standards he was deeply tanned, and with his strong muscular physique he made for a striking impression. When he'd finished drying himself off, smoothed back his dark wet hair and slipped on a pair of sunglasses, Ste found himself speculating on just how far his tan went up those long legs.

Brendan was not a guy to do things by half, so all the way Ste thought to himself. He really was in all respects completely gorgeous. It didn't matter to Ste that he was a thirty something serial romancer, it merely added to his charm.

It was just by chance that theses two had met, Ste was looking at holiday homes to buy on the Green island of Crete. The apartment that he instantly fell in love with just happened to be next door, it boasts a unique sea front position and was only a few minutes away from the beautiful village of Stavros. The day that he had sealed the deal and was moving his own things into the apartment was the day that he had met Brendan Brady and his sister Cheryl. She had come bounding over and had introduced them as his neighbour and Ste was taken aback at the fact that they were both Irish( which for Ste to look at Brendan you would automatically assume he was everybody ideal Greek god) albeit from different parts of Ireland which was an automatic disappointment for Ste as he had thought that she was his girlfriend until she corrected him and said she was his sister, the smile that formed on Ste's face at this news was big and bright enough to light up the night sky.

He watched him turn from the water, sling a towel round his neck and move along the beach up the hillside towards his apartment.

He was even better looking up close with his ruggedly good looks and his rather quite sexy moustache which almost, only almost hides his instantly engaging smile. By the time he had climbed the hillside, his hair had completely dried in the baking heat.

Cheryl had set the table for lunch out on the decking and as she topped up the wine glasses she motioned for Ste to join them. Brendan threw his towel over the arm of his chair and sat down taking a sip of his wine as he did so. "So what's it to be asked Cheryl , a day of wine and gossip with me or a day out on the sea with our Bren".

"I won't be fit for anything if you keep topping up my wine like you are" Ste chuckled to her.

"Load of rubbish Steven" Brendan said. " Alcohol intake doesn't count when you're on holiday, didn't you know that?"

"Maybe a holiday romance is just what you need instead" Cheryl suggested "After all what better way to get over one over on that wet lettuce of a boy you call your husband"

The deciding factor in Ste looking for a holiday home was to get away from his home village of Hollyoaks, his business and his so called husband. After a few days of him being in his new apartment and after a couple of bottles of wine and a lot of laughter later Ste had opened up to Cheryl about why he was here. He had no choice really, she was certainly a force to be reckoned with and she certainly didn't fail to notice that he had purposely turned his phone onto silent and eventually turned it off after ignoring call after call from someone.

The guy that he had said his vows to not six months before had decided that the life and business that Ste had built up from scratch was no longer good enough for him. Ste had found out that the guy that he thought he knew was in fact a total stranger and had been having an affair, how long he didn't know and truth be told he didn't really care either. Not any more anyway. That was the low-down of it. But it wasn't until Ste had packed up his things in the flat that they had shared and told Doug that he was leaving for a while and he was to go nowhere near his business or anything that belonged to him, that he also wanted him out of the flat by the time he returned and that he would know as he had left the deli and instructions of what was to happen in his good friend Ann's hands that Doug seemed to realise what he was doing was wrong and all but clung to Ste's legs and begged him not to leave.

Ste looked at her shocked. Was she really saying this to him even after she had told him pointedly that maybe he should stay away from men for a while and concentrate on himself.

"If I'm not mistaken Cheryl that's not what you have been saying to me for the past couple of weeks and a holiday romance really? Wouldn't it be shallow, meaningless and so..."

"Maybe your right" said Cheryl

"But it could be so much fun" added Brendan " especially if you find the right person to have it with.."