Chapter Thirty Eight

We headed down to the Marina early on Saturday morning. We boarded the yacht Harry had hired for the day and slowly cruised along the coast. It was great to view Monte Carlo from the water, then the skipper headed out to sea a little way. After a short while, he moored the boat and the hostess who was also on board waited on us with drinks and snacks.

We swam and snorkelled in the beautiful clear water and also did a fair bit of mucking about. The sun was rising in the sky and it was starting to get quite warm, so we decided to get back on board and dry off while we sunbathed.

The skipper and the hostess got into a small inflatable dinghy with an outboard motor and headed the short distance back to shore, leaving us alone. We could still see land from where we were moored, but there was no-one around. The peace and quiet and beauty of the situation were quite breathtaking.

I must have fallen asleep in the sun as the next thing I knew; Harry was gently shaking my arm.

"Alex? Wake up, the sun's moved round and you're getting sunburnt!"

"Oh.." I said blearily, opening my eyes and looking at my reddening shoulders. I stood up and Harry moved my lounger for me back into the shade. I sat back down and yawned and rubbed my eyes.

"Would you like a drink?" Harry asked me from the galley.

"Yes please – apple juice!" I replied and he disappeared off to get some for me.

A flock of seagulls suddenly took off from the sea and I looked around to see what they were making a noise about. I could see a small dorsal fin just breaking the water and then a dolphin broke the surface of the sea and dived back under again.

I'd never seen dolphins in the wild before and I was mesmerised watching them play about in the waves. I grabbed my camera and snapped some pictures.

Harry and I sat side by side on my sun lounger sipping our drinks and watching until the dolphins eventually got bored and disappeared off to play somewhere else. I was only half paying attention as I was so transfixed by the dolphins, but became aware that Harry had stood up and moved away from me slightly.

"Alex...?" he said. I turned to look at him. He was crouching on the deck at my feet. I thought he had dropped something on the floor at first. Then I saw that he was holding something in his hand.

It was a ring in a box.

I widened my eyes at him. "Harry..." I began to say.

"Shhh" he said gently. "Alex, I know we haven't known each other that long, but you have become my world, my best friend and I know you are the one for me. Please, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife so that I know we will always be together? Please?"

He looked at me, the sun sparkling off the azure water and reflecting in his beautiful blue eyes. They had a slightly pleading look...proper puppy dog eyes...how could I resist? But marriage...?

I clapped my hands to my face, "Oh my god!" I whispered. The ring was exquisite. "Oh my god!"

"Well" he said, hesitantly. "What do you say?"

I flew to him, dropped to my knees and embraced him. "Yes!" I cried. "Yes! A thousand times yes! Of course I will!"

Harry kissed me deeply. "Yes? Yes! You've just made me the happiest man alive!" he cried and stood with his fists raised to the sky. "She said yes!" he shouted. A seagull that had just landed on the prow of the yacht looked at him in disgust and flew off, squawking.

He lifted me to my feet and slipped the ring onto my finger. It fitted perfectly. Harry kissed me again. We smiled through our kiss. "You said yes!" he repeated, slight disbelief in his voice.

"Yes I believe I did!" I replied, laughing at his excitement.

"I've got to phone Danny!" he said, grabbing his phone. "Danny, mate, it's Harry!" he listened for a minute and then shouted. "She said yes!" He listened again, frowning, "No, seriously, she did..." then, "He wants to speak to you, he doesn't believe me!"

Laughing, I took the phone from Harry. "Hi Danny! Yes, I said yes"

"Wahoooo!" shouted Danny down the phone. "Nice one! Do you like the ring? I helped Harry choose it!" he said proudly.

"I love it" I replied. "Now get off the phone, I want to kiss my fiancé!"

"Party time when you two get home!" said Danny. "Georgia sends her love!"

I hung up and handed the phone back to Harry. "So Danny knew about this, did he?" I asked him accusingly.

"Yes" he replied. "He helped me choose the ring in Harrods the other day while you were shopping with Georgia"

I held up my hand and looked at the ring in wonder. "You chose well...it's beautiful" I said looking at in wonder, admiring how it sparkled in the Mediterranean sunshine.

"It's not as beautiful as you" he said, cheesily. "Hey, we gotta get a picture of this!" He held his phone out at arm's length and pulled me to him. "Put your hand on my shoulder so we can see your ring". We smiled as he took the picture. "That's going on Twitter!" he said.

I wasn't sure about that, but there was no way I was going to be able stop him. He cursed while he tried to attach the image to his Tweet, but he managed it eventually.

I had left my phone in the cabin, but I went to get it. "I need to phone my mum!" I said. No way was she finding out about this from Twitter!

When I got off the phone from my mum, who was delighted, I phoned my sister as well, who was also really pleased. I then went onto Twitter so I could save the photo for myself.

"You should Tweet it too!" he said. "Make it official!" I laughed to myself about how funny that sounded.

I was caught up in the moment, so I did. "Yes, this is actually me! The proud fiancée of mcflyharry"

My mentions went absolutely crazy within seconds of me posting the image. Very few people actually knew about me and Harry and the number of hate Tweets I got was amazing.

Harry had his notifications turned off, but he went through some of the messages. Of course, there were congratulations messages from Tom, Dougie and Danny, but we also got private text messages from all of the guys and most of their other halves.

Some of my Twitter friends who knew me better sent congratulations messages and some sent messages of disbelief. I gave up trying to read and reply to all the messages after a while.

I sighed and laid my phone down on the bench next to me. Harry looked up from his phone and smiled at me. "You OK?" he asked.

"Yes" I replied, smiling back at him and looking down at the beautiful ring on my finger. "I'm more than OK – I'm engaged!"

I stood up and walked over to the side of the boat. I leant on the railings and looked out to sea where the dolphins had been earlier. "I wish this day could last forever" I sighed to the ocean.

Standing up off the sun lounger, Harry stepped up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders then slowly raked his fingers down my back just lightly enough for me to feel it. His hands stopped at my hips and tightened their grip as he pressed his body against mine and leaned down, kissing my shoulder softly. "It never has to" he whispered.

I closed my eyes, holding the railings of the boat as I tilted my head and neck to one side. Taking me by the wrist Harry pulled me around to face him as he backed up to the sun lounger, then smiled as he sat and pulled me to him. He released my wrist as I stopped in front of him and reached down to my ankles with both hands. His fingers slid under my sarong then stopped just above my knees as he looked up to me and pulled on my legs, urging me to straddle him.

I obliged willingly, and moved one hand up, as I traced the well-defined muscles of his arms until I reached the bulge of his shoulder, where I allowed my hand to rest. Wrapping both arms around his neck, I leant in to press my lips against his in a kiss.

Harry returned my kiss slowly, but the light kiss soon evolved into a passionate one as his hands slid from my thighs to my hips. I shifted further forward on his lap, pressing against him excitedly. Harry closed his eyes and inhaled sharply as I kissed across his cheek and towards his ear. He kissed my chest and his hands slid to my backside.

I involuntarily arched my back at the feel of his warm lips on my chest and I felt a sudden ache to have him inside me once again. I could feel his cock growing harder as I lightly pressed against it and it made my heart beat faster. I braced my knees against the sun lounger and rocked my hips forwards and backwards, rubbing against his length.

Harry moaned as he felt me rubbing myself on him, his cock growing even harder as he felt me getting wetter. He tilted his hips up slightly just enough to let the head of it penetrate my lips and then withdrew. He looked up into my eyes; his smile had left his face and in its place an expression of seriousness, while his eyes reflected the lust within.

Once again, he tilted his hips and pushed the head of his cock past my lips, then holding me firmly around the waist he pulled down, making me slowly lower myself on his length. His mouth opened slightly as he inhaled deeply at the feel of me grinding on him, rubbing his cock around inside me.

I paused a moment, enjoying the sensation of having him entirely inside me, then I began a rhythmic lifting and settling. Harry leaned forward slightly, sliding his hands around behind me and down onto my ass. He sensed the tell tale signs that I was already nearing orgasm, and began to match the motion of my hips with his own, his cock sliding around inside of me, filling me completely.

I closed my eyes and threw my head back and moaned in ecstasy as it finally came. Harry thrust in time with the grinding motion of our hips, the rocking motion of the boat on the waves only adding to the sensations. He clenched his eyes shut as his breathing became laboured and I felt him swelling inside of me. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around the small of my back and holding me tightly. His chest pushed against mine, bending me backwards slightly over his arms as he moaned loudly and a moment later, his orgasm exploded inside me. He held me tightly to him as his cock pumped me full.

I flung my arms loosely around his neck to keep from falling backwards and tucked my chin down to nuzzle my cheek against the top of his head. No words passed between us.

So, that was my Saturday! Funnily enough, I didn't much care about missing the GP Qualifying, but knew the race would be enjoyable.