Chapter 4
Standing on the balcony Kelly stared into the distance. The muted shades of orange and purple coloring the horizon as the sun was setting down. She and Brandon boarded the cruise ship earlier that day. After a nice dinner in one of the restaurants they returned back to their room to enjoy a quiet evening after all the traveling in the last days. She felt Brandon wrap an arm around her as he handed her a glass filled with red wine.
"Lost in your little world?" He asked kissing her neck from behind.
She nodded slowly sipping the wine. "It's beautiful." She referred to the sunset she's been watching.
"You're beautiful." Brandon smiled softly leaning against the railing while he ran his finger tips down the side of her face.
"Words like that, are going to get you anywhere." Kelly smiled turning to face him.
"Really?" Brandon leaned in with mischievous smile on his lips kissing Kelly softly.
"Really." She breathed out as she parted her lips allowing Brandon to deepen the kiss.
"So what were you thinking about before I came?" Brandon asked curiously as the two of them pulled apart, wrapping his arms around her as they watched the darkening sky.
Kelly remained silent for a bit considering whether or not she should tell him the truth. After all they came there to forget not to rub salt into their wounds. "I've been thinking how much I love you and how lucky I am to have you on my side through all of this. I don't know what I'd do without you." She said quietly.
"You don't have to think about that." He kissed her neck again smiling softly. "I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. We're in this together and one way or another, one day we will have the family we're both longing for. I promise."
"I believe you." Kelly whispered softly. They stood there silently for minutes Brandon with his arms wrapped around Kelly watching the coastline before the last rays of light disappeared and Brandon felt Kelly shiver in the cold breeze that came with the night.
"Let's go inside." He said softly taking her hand, leading her inside their cabine.
Kelly put the wine glass down on the table, while Brandon closed the glass door behind them. He caught her watching him with a mischievous smile on her lips as he turned around. "What's going on in the pretty head of yours?" He grinned.
"Nothing." She smiled innocently.
Brandon furred his brows. "You're a terrible liar."
"You're right. I'll be right back." She kissed him quickly before she grabbed something from the dresser and disappeared behind the bathroom door.
Brandon sat on their bed pulling his tie out of place a persistent smile on his lips. He was glad to see her relax and with a smile on her face, she's been sad for far too long and he couldn't bear seeing her like that knowing there was a very little he could do to make her feel better.
The last two years felt like a blur. Sometimes he wondered if they were not trying too hard, each and every unsuccessful attempt sending them in a downward spiral over the time creating an invisible wall between them…he wanted to break the wall, he wanted her back, he wanted what they had back, the way it was before this whole madness started.
He remembered the old times when they were carelessly walking down the beach holding hands, laughing at silly jokes that no one else would understand, making love when they felt like it. Times when he would come home and be greeted with a smile instead of tears in her eyes because it did not work once again.
Over the months they both tried to be strong on the outside, not let people know what they were going through, but when they were left alone, their guards fell down and all the sadness and feelings of defeat sat in. Brandon wanted to change that, more than anything.
He heard the bathroom door open and close before he saw Kelly standing in the bedroom doorway wearing nothing more than a short white lace nightgown, if his memory served him right, it was the same one she had on for their wedding night.
"Mr. Walsh you're staring." Kelly's eyes lightened up seeing his expression.
"I like what I see." He raised his brow. "You just love giving me heart attacks, don't you?" He asked playfully.
"Back at home you talked about a honeymoon, so I thought I'll pack a little something you might like." Kelly smiled innocently crossing the short distance between the door and bed.
Without any warning Brandon pulled her down to him pressing her into the sheets and kissing her feverishly. "Too bad you won't be wearing that skimpy thing for too long." He mumbled between the kisses running his hand up her thigh. After all they went through there was still a hope that everything will be "normal" one day.
"I'm exhausted." Kelly panted sitting on the edge of the bed kicking off her shoes. She and Brandon spent the day in Bari. After sightseeing in the morning, they had a nice lunch in one of the small restaurants near the attractions and topped it with a nice gelato, before returning back to the cruise ship. Kelly laid back on the bed, turning her head to Brandon who laid next to her.
"I'm glad you never told me where exactly we will be going." Kelly smiled.
"See, I was doing it for your own good and you were so adamant to know everything." Brandon laughed taking her hand in his intertwining their fingers.
"You can say it." Kelly giggled.
"I told you so." Brandon said cheerfully pulling her close to him. They laid there in silence for a bit just resting.
"Bran?" Kelly freed herself from his embrace and laid on her side so they were facing each other.
"What is it Kelly?" Brandon asked curiously.
"I've been thinking about something else too…" Kelly said quietly.
"Mhm..." He let out, his eyes closed, but he was still listening to her.
"I've been thinking about what Andrea told us the other day, maybe...maybe, we should try again…" Kelly looked at him expectantly.
"Are you sure?" Brandon gave her a surprised look. He was not expecting her to change her mind about this any time soon.
Kelly nodded. "I thought I was ready to move on, I tried to tell myself I was ready to move on. But I'm not, I know I'd regret it if we stopped no matter how small chance of having baby there is…" Her voice trailed off.
Brandon rested his hand on the side of her face before speaking. "If that's really what you want, we will try again. I told you already at the beginning, I won't push you into anything you don't want to do, it's your body. Seeing what you went through the last two years, I mean it even more. We can still look into adoption." Brandon raised his eyebrows.
"I want to do it one more time, surgery, IVF, everything…I need some closure, I think both of us need it after everything we went through." Kelly looked at him determinedly. "We can still look into adoption in a year or so. I guess it's something we are going to do whether we are able to have a baby or not."
"Alright, Kel. We will talk to Andrea once we return back home." Brandon nodded.
"That's of course if you want to go through it with me." Kelly looked at him waiting for his answer.
Brandon gave her a reassuring smile. "I do, I wouldn't want to go through it with anyone else. Of course I wish it was easier, but I'll be right at your side, just like I was before."
"Thank you!" Kelly mouthed quietly.
"Have I told you how much I love you lately?" Brandon asked pulling her into a hug.
"You kind of let it slip." Kelly wrinkled her nose, giving him a quick kiss on his lips.
"I better keep saying it, because I really mean it." Brandon leaned in going for a longer one. "I'm glad you changed your mind." He pushed a few loose strands of hair out of her face.
"Me too." Kelly smiled snuggling close to him. "Now that I've this out of my head, I can enjoy the rest of our honeymoon." Kelly giggled.
"I'm glad to hear that." Brandon smiled. "Anything on your mind, Mrs. Walsh?"
"I do have a few ideas." Kelly smirked freeing herself from Brandon and straddling him. "I think you might approve some of them." She raised her brows before leaning down and kissing him passionately.
"If the rest is anything like the forte, I won't have any objections." Brandon grinned kissing her again as his hands found their way under her summery dress.