Samantha sat in the car outside their hotel waiting on them reappearing. She hoped they wouldn't be too annoyed when they found out they were headed for a high school bonfire party on the beach, One of her neighbours had invited her and she had got close to this girl. She couldn't let Rachel down.

She was also trying to work out exactly what she was going to say to Martin. When she saw him standing at the edge of the pool, her heart had almost leapt out of her chest. He was still the most handsome man she had ever met. Those piercing blue eyes bore into her soul without even realising. For four months she had tried so hard to get over him, but it hadn't worked. She was still desperately in love with him. Her one worry, what if he didn't feel the same way? Though the look on his face when he saw her, certainly didn't mean he wasn't interested.

Up in the hotel room Danny was trying to calm Martin down. "Look man, she's talking to you, it's a start. Just take it slow and let her come to you. Remember you are the one who hurt her."

"I know Danny, its just being around her again, makes me want her even more than I did before." Martin confessed.

"You've got it bad. I am still trying to get my head around the fact that you were the one to dump her. Looking at you both, you would swear it was her that had dumped you." Danny told him. "Now do I look all right?" Danny struck a little pose that made Martin laugh.

"Yeah man, let's go."

The car pulled into the beach parking lot, where many other cars were. "So what's event are we at here?" Danny asked, spying many young women in the vicinity.

"We are attending the local high school's summer last blast bonfire party." Samantha announced.

"We are at a high school thing. Samantha." Danny moaned. All those young women he had spotted were high school students. It made him feel like a dirty old man.

"I'm sorry but I've gotten quite close to one of the girls who lives in my building. She asked me to come along." She saw Danny's face. "Danny it's not all high school students you know. I am sure there are post grad students as well. It's a community thing."

Martin smiled. It was nice to hear Samantha being a part of something and the fact that she had got close to people. He knew it was hard for her to let anyone into her life so for this to happen she must be happy here. He really hoped that wasn't the case but if she was happy then he would leave her alone to live her life.

The bonfire was in full swing by the time Samantha and the boys reached it. "Samantha." A voice screamed as a body came hurling towards them. Samantha turned just in time before a body launched into her arms, "I am so glad you came." The girl said hugging Samantha tightly.

"Wouldn't have missed it Rachel. I told you. Hope you don't mind, I brought some friends." Samantha pointed to Martin and Danny.

Rachel's eyes almost pooped out of her head when she saw the two of them. "Of course not." She managed to control her voice. "The more the merrier." She said. "What hunks." She whispered in Samantha's ear, to which Samantha could only laugh.

The night wore on and the party was still in full swing. Martin noticed Danny talking to two young women he had spotted at the beginning of the party. Samantha was standing with a group of high school students, but didn't look as if she was really in the conversation. Maybe this was his time to go and talk to her.

"Samantha." Martin interrupted the group. "Can I speak to you for a minute?" He asked politely.

"Sure." Samantha was quietly happy that he had interrupted. There was only so much teenage gossip she could listen to. "I'll be back guys." She carried her bottle of lemonade with her as she and martin made their way down the beach to a quieter area. "Thanks for that. There is only so much 'I love Justin' conversation I can listen too."

"Thought you were a Brad man anyway." Martin joked. They both laughed. "Samantha, I hope that you'll listen to what I have to say. I have thought long and hard about this and I only hope that I can do it and sound convincing enough to you." He looked so nervous.

Samantha looked into his eyes. Those piercing baby blues she had gazed into for hours on end. The spoke volumes of what he wanted to say. "Of course I'll listen." She said nonchalantly.

He led her over to a bunch of rocks and sat down. Looking over to her she looked at home. Her eyes closed, feeling the sea breeze on her face, allowing the wind to blow her hair in a thousand different directions. How had he ever let her go? "Samantha I want to start by saying how sorry I am." He started.

She opened her eyes and looked to him. He had a troubled look on his face. "Sorry about what?" She asked.

"The way I treated you. I have thought about the way I split up with you since the day and hour I did it. I feel like a fool. To do it the way I did, was just wrong. I should never have made you feel like that."

"You don't know how I felt." She retorted.

"No, you're right, but seeing your face for those weeks afterwards, what you went through. I should never have made you go through it. I mean, God, I made you transfer out of the one city you love more than anything."

"Who says I don't love it here?" She asked in a small voice.

"Your eyes tell me you don't quite love it as much as you let on. Samantha your eyes are like the portals to your soul. They tell me everything." His voice was almost whimsical as if he were dreaming of a better time with her. She could feel herself falling for him all over again. Even though she had never fallen out of love with him.

"Really, so what am I thinking just now?" She asked, just wondering what he thought.

"You tell me. I want to know exactly how you feel?" He asked her. He watched as she bit her bottom lip. Something he was conscious of her doing when she was nervous.

"I am thinking how nice it is to be here with you." She whispered, not really wanting to tell him exactly what she wanted to.

"Martin, Samantha come quick." Danny called them breaking their moment. They ran back up the beach towards everyone as the fireworks began. Martin instinctively out his arms around her waist pulling her towards him. Samantha felt safe for the first time in a long time, but was this right?