Chapter Eleven

"What time is it?" was Diane's first question when she opened her eyes on the first day of their honeymoon.

"Ten o'clock," Kurt replied, closed the laptop and walked to the bed to kiss her, which she welcomed and returned hungrily.

"So it wasn't just a dream, huh?" she folded her arms around him so he didn't move away just yet.

"No, we are still married and you're still all mine for three long days," he reminded her of their deal, not that she needed any reminder.

"I like it," she kissed him once more before letting go of him.

"I ordered breakfast for us, in case you're hungry."

She followed his gaze and saw the trays on the table next to his laptop. She started to wonder what he was doing on the computer, while she was asleep.

"How long have you been up?"

"Just an hour, I used the time to do some more research on what we could do here. I was thinking today should be your day, you decided what we do, tomorrow will be mine and we plan the last day together, how does that sound?"

"Very democratic," she chuckled, "Well if you reassure me that I can sleep in tomorrow too, I'm in. I don't remember when was the last time I slept until 10 am."

"Deal," he nodded and stepped back to the table to grab her tray and placed it in her lap.

"Okay, so I really don't have too many wishes: swimming, dancing and sex. How does that sound?" she asked, trying to sound very serious.

Kurt's laugh was beyond adorable and he looked at her with cute disbelief, while she was leisurely sipping her coffee

"Okay," he finally nodded, "I think we can arrange those, shouldn't be too hard."

"Maybe we can start with the last, just saying," she took a bite from the croissant so naturally as if she was talking about going swimming after breakfast and not something else.

"When did you get so demanding?" he asked jokingly.

"When I married such a good looking guy," she smiled, enjoying the perks of having a husband now, who loved her too much to deny anything from her, "Maybe we can stay in bed until lunch, do some swimming in the afternoon and go dancing after dinner, then we might as well continue where we left off before lunch."

"Sounds like you've planned our day to every detail."

"Yes I have. Any objections?"

"None."

o-o-o

They more than covered the first and the last items on her list, their day couldn't have been better and it made her realize how badly she needed all this, resting, having fun, not caring about a single thing. After the unmissable sunset the last part of their first day started when they entered a small bar that promised music and a dance floor. They ordered cocktails and enjoyed the friendly atmosphere of the place, watching couples of all ages dancing to the different tunes.

When the song 'I've Had The Time Of My Life' came on Diane decided it was the right one to bring her handsome husband to dance and she couldn't have asked for a better dance partner. It was their first dance ever and as a married couple, so she tried to enjoy every minute of it and they even danced a few more numbers before heading back to their seats to catch a breath.

"We couldn't help but notice how good you two looked together out there," they heard a female voice from the next table and saw an older couple, both looking in their direction.

"Thank you," Diane said politely.

"It was our first dance," Kurt shared something Diane probably wouldn't have, but she didn't really mind.

"Are you newly weds?" the lady asked, admiring Diane's ring finger.

"Yes," Diane replied with a smile.

"Roy and I have been married for ten years and spent most of them here."

"Must be nice to see that sunset each day," Diane said dreamingly, she did fall in love with the spectacle right away.

"It is."

"Do you like fishing?" the husband addressed Kurt.

"Yes, I do."

"Then you should definitely go to the Pier, no license required, you can get fishing equipment there if you haven't brought any."

"We'll see about that," Kurt replied hesitantly, looking at Diane who kind of froze due to the mention of fishing, because it reminded her of something she wished to forget so badly.

"The dolphins are really cute too and the pelicans. And the sunset is even more beautiful there," the wife added.

"We might check it out tomorrow," Kurt said, probably sensing the change in Diane's mood and leaned to her ear, 'Are you all right?"

"I..I think I need some fresh air," she whispered.

"Would you excuse us?" Kurt stood up right away and Diane followed.

"Sure, it was nice to meet you."

"You too," Diane mumbled, forcing a quick smile on her face before they walked outside and she kept walking faster and faster until they were far away on the beach with no one around.

"Diane, would you slow down, please?"

She only realized that she left him behind when she heard his voice from afar.

"I'm sorry," she said as she turned around.

"It's okay, you all right?" he sounded really worried and she just wanted to hug him for being there for her, even when she didn't deserve it. There was something she needed to get off her chest, something they had avoided talking about so far, but one mention was enough to open up the old wounds, for her guilt to surface again.

"I'm sorry for canceling on our fishing trip last year and for not calling again. I wanted to, but I just felt so ashamed for what I did. And then life went on and I convinced myself it was better for both of us if I stay away from you."

"It's okay, you don't need to apologize, it doesn't matter anymore, what matters is what we have here and now."

He was as understanding as ever and she admired him for his patience. She had rejected his proposal once, then showed up on his doorstep a year later as if nothing had happened, demanded his attention because she'd needed it. And she'd done the same another year later and he was still there, he'd married her without knowing the whole truth.

"But I wasn't honest with you, there was another man," she finally admitted what she should have done long ago, instead of leaving him hanging like that without a proper explanation.

"Of course I know there were other men, I would be surprised if there hadn't been. Probably they weren't foolish enough to want you just for themselves like I did."

"What are you talking about?" she asked, confused about the second part and ignored the fact that he gave her too much credit on the dating field.

"When I wanted to go away with you to Costa Rica and you said no, I took it personally, it was stupid."

She couldn't believe her ears that he apologized for something she'd never thought of blaming him for. Of course he'd taken the rejection personally, who wouldn't have.

"That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me and you have no idea how much I wanted to say yes, just to not lose you, but I couldn't."

Two years ago it had been the only right decision, one she tried but failed not to regret later. She shouldn't have let him go, she should have given him a reason to stay.

"I know. Can't we just say we are even? We both made mistakes, but none of this matters now. We can't rewrite the past, but the present and the future is ours. We've made our choice, we've chosen each other and that is all that matters."

"You are right, we should try to forget about all this, I just want you to know I'm sorry," she repeated the truly heartfelt apology, she really needed to say it out loud, to talk it through with him.

"I am sorry too, like for not calling after Florida."

"You already apologized for that, besides how could I not forgive you after seeing this wonderful place with my own eyes?" the smile was finally back on her face and it just felt good to be unclouded again.

"It's pretty amazing here, right?"

"I love it," she said honestly, enjoying how the tension completely disappeared from between them.

"That couple in there, that could be us some day," he touched her waist gently then stepped closer and put his arms around her. She didn't protest, in fact she welcomed their closeness even more now.

"I was thinking the same thing," she replied.

"So how about we go to our room and explore that last item on your wish list a little further?"

He offered something she couldn't say no to, so she just pressed her lips against his in silent agreement.


A/N: I know you probably don't agree with some of the things I brought up in the last part of the chapter, but I had thought about it a lot and this is the only way it makes sense to me. I wouldn't have had any explaining to do if the writers had done their share of thinking, but I'm just glad the past belongs to the past now.