Will came home from Emma's completely satisfied. The next step was to find out what hotel Rachel and Rick were staying at.
Rick's voice rang through his head. There's a hotel not too far from here.
He decided to check the spare room where Rick stayed for the past few months. The room was pretty empty…until he spotted something on the nightstand. It was a brochure to the St. Ivy Hotel…that new four-star hotel right on the outskirts of Lima.
He smiled, grabbed his guitar and recording device, hopped in his car and took off.
When he got to the hotel, the first thing he saw in the lobby bar was Rick.
"Hey, Rick."
Rick smiled. "Hey, Will. Want a drink?"
Will shook his head. "Nah, I don't wanna take any more chances. How's Rachel?"
Rick shrugged. "A little…bipolar about the whole situation. I don't know…one minute she misses you, the next minute she's lying on the bed screaming and wailing and then she's claiming that she doesn't need anyone to help her get through this."
Will whistled. "Wow…it must have hit her pretty hard."
Rick took another sip of his beer. "Why do you want to know?"
Will shrugged. "I have a plan to get her back. Where is she?"
"I had the girls pick her up and take her on a Girls Day Out thing. I figured she needed it." Rick replied.
Will nodded. "All right, sounds fair. Do you know when she'll be back?"
Rick paid for his beer and stood up. "I don't know…she's only been gone for about three hours. I really don't think it's a good idea to confront her so soon, Will. I don't want anyone to get hurt."
Will shifted in his seat. "It will work, Rick. Without her, I can't eat…sleep…nothing. And I know that I messed up but I have some proof that it wasn't all my fault."
Rick shrugged. "If you think so. I hope you know what you're doing. We're staying in room 256."
"Why the second floor?" Will asked.
Rick shrugged. "If we were on a higher floor, I'd never get away from her wailing. I'll make an excuse not to be here later tonight. Good luck."
Later That Night
Rachel came back from her day out around seven p.m. She burst into the room with a ton of shopping bags. Rick was sitting on the bed reading the newspaper.
He eyed the bags. "Have a good day?"
She set the bags on the floor. "My, the girls sure like to shop! They helped me buy all this stuff."
Rick smiled and got off the bed. "That's good, you really did need that." He began rummaging through his suitcase, took out some nice evening clothes and headed to the bathroom.
"Where are you going?" She questioned.
"I'm going out with some friends tonight. I'll be back pretty late." He replied.
She sighed and flopped onto the bed. "Oh, ok. I'll probably turn in early tonight, I'm exhausted."
After he left, Rachel changed into a sweatshirt and sweatpants and decided to watch TV. After a few movies, she fell asleep.
About an hour later, she awoke to the sound of pebbles being thrown out her window. She thought it was a bunch of obnoxious teenagers so she shuffled to the window and opened it…but was shocked.
Instead of teenagers, it was Will standing two stories below with a guitar in his hand.
Will smiled when he saw her, picked up the guitar and began to play and sing.
Are you lonesome tonight? Do you miss me tonight? Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a brighter sunny day?
When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?
Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain? Shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?
Rachel thought the song was sweet, but she also reminded herself that she was mad at him. However, she was torn between letting him finish the song or shutting the window and walking away. She decided to let him finish.
I wonder why I am singing this for
When you will not even open the door
Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me Rachel, are you lonesome tonight?
Rachel literally almost started crying but she wiped her tears away in seconds.
"Will, what are you doing here?"
"Hoping you'll give me the chance to explain myself." He replied.
The ladies in the rooms around her who also heard him singing and stuck their heads out their windows started protesting.
"Give him a chance! Let him explain himself! You should consider yourself lucky to have a guy like him singing to you outside your window!"
Rachel shook her head. "As sweet as that song was, I have nothing say to you!"
She slammed the window shut. The other ladies, outraged looked down at Will.
"Ah, who needs her? She doesn't consider herself lucky. Sing another song!"
Will chuckled and shook his head. "Sorry ladies, but I did her wrong and now I need to make it right. But don't worry, you'll find a guy like me someday."
The ladies swooned and sighed disappointed. They all slammed their windows shut at the same time.
Will made his way into the hotel, took the elevator and stood outside her door.
Rachel started pacing around the room when there was a knock at the door. She opened it and was surprised to see Will standing there. He began playing again.
Oh my love, my darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long lonely time,
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much,
Are you still mine?
I need your love,
I need your love
God speed your love to me.
This time, Rachel didn't have the heart to slam the door in his face because that was the song he played for her on their first date and they officially declared it their song. She started backing up and sat on the bed staring at him and he made his way into the room singing.
Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea,
To the open arms of the sea, yeah!
Lonely rivers sigh "wait for me, wait for me"
I'll be coming home,
Wait for me.
Oh my love, my darling
I've hungered,
Hungered for your touch
A long lonely time,
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much,
Are you still mine?
I need your love, I...
I need your love
God speed your love to me
He finished the song and she casually crossed her arms. "I guess you didn't understand when I said I had nothing to say to you?"
He set the guitar down and sat on the bed next to her. "No, I understood. But I love you and I came to plain myself."
She shrugged. "Explain what? How I loved you and you betrayed me?"
He sighed exasperated. "I know, I know. It's all my fault and I am guilty about it. I wish I could take it all back, but I can't. And it didn't start when Rick came, it started way before then. I've been ignoring you, your needs and what we needed to make this relationship work. I'm so sorry."
He paused before continuing. "As for Rick, I don't blame anything on him. He actually helped you get what you wanted and needed. I wouldn't blame you if you left me for him."
She blinked. "What about Ms. Pillsbury?"
He took her hands. "I'm guilty about that too. I shouldn't have gotten drunk and I should have had self- control. But Emma also should have stopped it right then and there."
She shrugged. "So she's also partly to blame?"
He nodded. "She admitted that she didn't stop it because she hoped it would give her an opportunity to get me to fall in love with her again. She took advantage of me."
"You can't prove that." She snapped.
"Actually I can." He pulled his recording device out of his pocket and played it.
She listened to it in shock. When it was over, she threw her arms around him. "Oh my goodness, Will, I'm so sorry for doubting you!"
He held her for a few minutes. "I missed holding you. Looks like we both have things to be sorry for, but it's ok. That's how relationships work and we will make it work."
She turned away. "I would never leave you. You're too special to me. But how can we fix this?"
He turned her to make her face him and grabbed her chin with his hand. "I think I know where we can start." He whispered.
They kissed and both felt the sparks all over again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and his arms snaked around her waist.
"I think I know, too." She said and started to unbutton his shirt.
An Hour Later
Rachel snuggled up to Will under the covers. After they…did what they did, they got dressed and cuddled on the bed.
"That was terrific for my first time." She sighed.
He ran his fingers up and down her arm. "I think this was my best time. So am I forgiven?"
She looked up at him and kissed his cheek. "You definitely are forgiven."
So…the version of the songs I used were from "The Game Plan" and "Ghost"…two AMAZING movies! And this isn't the end of it!
Ok, here's where I start my begging and pleading.
PLEASE SOMEONE GIVE ME ADVICE ON WRITING A SWEET LEMON SCENE! I JUST CAN'T DO IT!
Or…how about whoever can write me the best "sweet" lemon scene to fill in those blanks, send them to me and if you're lucky, I'll re-edit the chapter and use yours. Get writing!