The feeling of a hangover crept over Rachel as she awoke the next morning. The previous night had ended up being a short meal in the hotels restaurant and a few drinks in their room but a few drinks had caused her head to feel like a bomb waiting to go off.

The first thing that entered her mind was what was ahead of them today, she really was dreading the meal with Emily, what could they possibly talk about which wouldn't lead to a conversation about the awful past they wanted to just forget about.

Rachel lifted her heavy eyelids open and looked around the room, she noticed that Ross was already up and Emma wasn't in her crib, which meant Ross was probably with her in the next room. She slowly lifted her head from the pillow and sat up straight to gather her thoughts about the day. It would be a nightmare. She rubbed her eyes and wished she could erase the previous day so Emily would never had met them and they wouldn't have to meet her again tonight.

She looked outside the window where the silk curtains where blowing gently from the soft breeze, the sun wasn't quite out yet so she guessed it was quite early. She could hear the sounds of children outside running to be first in the pool, which soon would be filled with lots of people.

Enough of admiring the breaking of day she thought, she would go and greet her boyfriend and young daughter who were probably having breakfast, She could see it now. Ross sat with his tiny shorts on and tank top with a newspaper and Emma in her highchair being fussy with her food.

She climbed out of her bed, put on her slippers and padded off to the kitchen where her imagined image of Ross and Emma came to life.

'Hello angel…' Ross greeted her from the table. His feet up on the other chair, newspaper in hand and a piece of toast in the other.

'Morning you' She said as she made her way over to him to plant a kiss on his cheek.

'I always love your morning kisses…'

'You do? Well if your good, you may get another…' She teased ruffling his hair.

Emma was in her highchair as Rachel had imagined eating from her tiny bowl but spitting most of the food out onto her bib,' How is my beautiful baby?' Rachel cooed as she squeezed her daughter's cheeks gently making Emma's cute dimples appear.

'How many did I drink last night?' Rachel asked Ross.

'Not many…'

'Then why do I feel so hung over?' She asked him.

Ross shrugged. 'Well I only saw you drinking a few glasses…'

'Probably because I haven't drunk for ages….'

'You want me to fix you some fruit toast?' Ross offered.

Rachel nodded. 'I'm absolutely starving…'

'I could do you a fry up if you prefer that?'

Rachel sat and thought. 'That would be great darling…' She smiled.

Ross stood up and began to prepare her breakfast,' so what do you want to do today Rach?'.

The pair decided to take a long stroll along the beach for the day admiring their surroundings and discussing their relationship and future.

The temperatures were soaring and as they walked along the beach, they decided to go barefooted as wearing their shoes was making their feet sweat and feel like they were on a stove.

The sand was cool and their toes brushed against the sand, the tide coming in slowly letting water run quickly over their feet. 'Do you think she's ok in this temperature?' Rachel asked Ross as they walked hand in hand, not sure exactly where they were heading but feeling excited about the fact that they didn't have to worry about the time. Nor where they were, aslong as they were together.

Ross checked on their daughter who was sat in her pram with the most tiniest sunglasses had had possibly seen before and a flowery hat which she kept pulling down over her head.

'She looks fine to me Rach…' he told her. 'We've creamed her and she's shielded from the sun…nothing to worry about..' he reassured her pulling her body in closer to him.

'I know I worry too much…' she laughed. 'Cant help it…'

Ross smiled. 'Its totally natural…'.

Ross saw a man ahead of them carrying baskets of what looked like giant melons, he was walking right towards them probably looking to sell the melons to them.

The man was tall and was quite tanned, Ross guessed he was in his 30's.

'Hello Madam…Sir' The man said as he approached them with his baskets of melons. 'Can I interest you in these delicious melons? Just what you want for a hot day like today…' He continued.

Rachel laughed. 'They do look quite delicious…' she admitted nudging Ross to agree to buy one for them.

'How much?' Ross asked.

The man scratched his chin,' Normally I would charge 3 euros…' he said as he glanced over at Rachel who was listening inventively. 'But for you beautiful…' he said winking over at her making Ross glare at him.

'I'll give you a melon for free…' The man offered still looking at Rachel who was now blushing.

'Wow. Thank you' She smiled at him before looking back at Ross who had a strange look on his face.

The man handed Rachel the melon,' Hope to see you again…' He said.

Ross still hadn't said a thing but was still in utter shock over this man practically coming onto his girlfriend right in front of him.

He noticed Rachel didn't seem to mind about the man's charming technique towards her as she was already enjoying her piece of melon. 'Wow this is wonderful…' she smiled.

Ross adored her innocence and total unawareness that this man was a complete 'crap weasel' as Ross would best describe.

'We better be going eh Rach?' Ross started taking hold of her hand again to walk away.

' Before you go…what is a young girl like you doing strolling along the beach when you could be speeding away on a water boat?' the man asked.

Rachel giggled. 'Me on a water boat? You have to be kidding…' She joked.

Ross didn't quite see the joke. This man was clearly flirting with her and Ross wasn't sure he could quite handle it anymore.

'How about I take you on a water boat over there?' The man offered Rachel holding his hand out to her as an invite.

Rachel backed away. 'Thanks…but…'

Ross quickly jumped in. 'Hey, I don't know what your problem is but my girlfriend doesn't want to go with you on a water boats with me on vacation…where we will do things together, I don't need somebody like you trying to take her away…understand?' Ross said firmly.

The man laughed. 'Calm down…No need to be intimidated, you want to know what I first thought when I saw you both coming towards me?' He asked.

Ross glanced over at Rachel who was looking slightly afraid.

'I don't want to know what you thought ok? Now if you don't mind..'

The man rudely interrupted blocking their way,' I mean no trouble, but a girl like you…you cannot expect other guys to not look or attempt to…'

'Hey! If you don't let this go…. I will mean trouble' Ross threatened pushing him slightly to move him away from them.

The man laughed. 'I wont get in your way…I only sell melons, Most women I see aren't like you.' He said to Rachel. 'So for a man like me…its normal for me to flirt yeah?'

Rachel avoided eye contact wishing they hadn't taken this walk. 'Ross…lets go' She begged.

Ross led her away as they pushed the pram in front of them now ignoring the man.

'What a girl like you is doing with somebody like him is beyond me…' The man said as Ross and Rachel passed him. Ross stopped. Rachel tried to pull him further away. 'Ross lets not do this….' She begged again.

Ross looked back at the man, not knowing what to say. Instead he turned back away, choosing to ignore his comments and focus on Rachel and his daughter who were wanting to get away.

Ross grunted as they left. 'If you hadn't of been there then…' he said.

'Ross don't be stupid..'

'Stupid? That man was a complete arse!' Ross yelled.

'Don't yell at me…' Rachel said.

He didn't say anything.

She threw away the remaining contents of her melon. 'Listen Ross, You don't care about what he said do you?'

'I don't care…But I hate guys like that…' he scowled.

'I know you do…. But you don't always have to worry when men come onto me, as a woman. you get used to it and deal with it your own way…' she explained.

'Oh so I should just sit back and watch men sweet talk you and practically ignore the fact that you have a boyfriend already…'

'Can we just drop it?' She shouted now.

'I'm not arguing about it Rach, If it were the other way around, how would you react huh?'

Rachel shook her head. 'I just wish you wouldn't be so damn…damn protective' she said.

Ross stopped and looked at her. 'I can't believe you would even say that…'

Rachel knew she was wrong in saying that. She loved the way he cared about her and protected her,why did she have to say something like that?

'What a great vacation…' Ross said releasing himself from her hands and walking slightly ahead of her and Emma, kicking the sand as he went.

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