A/N: I'm so happy you all are enjoying it.

All mistakes are my own.

Ana was flustered.

Well, she was horny but flustered sounded better.

After reading the explicit email Christian sent her she knew that she really needed him. Not just emotionally but sexually as well. And his words made her wet.

Dripping wet.

She is not ashamed to admit that she pleasures herself

thinking about his skillful hands and mouth. And his big dick. But she also missed his dry humor and the way he looked at her. She wasn't a fool. No relationship is perfect but hers felt that it was close to it. She picked up the phone and called Leila. The woman answered on the first ring.

"Ana?"

"I miss him," she blurted out tears in her eyes. "Leila, I was so mad at him and I don't regret leaving, but I miss Christian. He's a good man. And yeah he has some communication issues but we all struggle with things right?"

"Right," she said softly. "Ana I want you to do what's best for you and your child. Personally, I like the man. From what you've told me the past few days he seems like a wonderful guy. A bit arrogant but most men are," she said wryly. Ana giggled.

"What made you feel this way?" Leila asked.

"He sent an email. And yes it was sexy but more than that for the first time Christian went into detail with me. Something I knew he did to show me how willing he was to tell me things."

"Well, Ana. If you got what you wanted from your husband, then I don't see any reason to keep the chase going much longer."

Ana whined.

"But it's fun," she said, causing Leila to laugh in delight.

"I have never had a friend like you before, and I find that I quite enjoy it," she confessed. "Tell me really why you won't tell him where you are."

"I want to see if Christian knows me. Like really knows me."

"Will it change how you feel about him? Will you break up your marriage?"

"No," she said quietly. "I just want to see if he can find me. Do you think I sound crazy?"

"A little bit," she confessed. "But love makes us do crazy things. If I were you, I would stay here until he found me. Then-"

"Then, what?"

"Then, I would leave with him. Because I love him, and I would work out any problems we had together."

"That's good advice," Ana admitted. She glanced over at her clock and sighed.

"I'm so sorry. I called you at four in the morning."
Leila laughed.

"It's fine, Ana. Just promise me one thing?"

"Yeah?"

"That you'll never change."

Christian packed up his bag, surprised to find that he would miss this hotel room. He was always on the go. Even before he married Ana, he never had time to sit and really think, and see. He guessed that was what Ana wanted him to do. And it's sad that it took her leaving, but he is glad she did. Taylor knocked before entering his room.

"Sir, We're all ready. Where are we off too?"

Before Christian could comment his phone went off. He saw that it was an email and he smiled when he saw Ana's name.

"Give me a few minutes, Taylor."

When he heard the door shut he opened it, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Christian,

I was floored by your last email. But you probably already knew that and were waiting for my reaction. Well, mission accomplished. I wanted you to know that I love you. Not because of your handsome looks, or how good you are with your words, but because you are you. And I know this baby will love you as much as I do. I was thinking of running again. Having you chase me to another destination, to see if you could find me. But, the truth is that I miss you so much. And I want to hold you next to me. My sleep has been alright, but that's because I only sleep well when I'm beside you. I won't tell you where I am as I think you already have a clue. I was walking with a friend the other day and we stopped at a lovely bookstore. It was nestled in the groves and alleyways between a restaurant and a bar. It was in the unlikeliest of places. I went inside, and I found a book. A small one, but just as mighty as its large neighbors. It was filled with poetry. And this stuck out to me the most:

Timeless sea breezes,

Sea-wind of the night:

You come for no one;

If someone should wake,

He must be prepared

How to survive you.

Isn't that interesting? That even the sea is waiting for her love. That this entity must come prepared to survive or take her on. Isn't that what most relationships are? Seeing if one can survive with the person they choose? Or is it love? I know for myself, that I would wait on you because of love. No other reason.

Yours,

-Ana

Christian never believed that he would tear up from such an email, but he found his heart constricted. This woman, his wife, was such a ray of light in his dull existence. And it was funny to him that of all poems, Ana would choose that one. Because he found it when he stumbled on some site two nights ago. He cleared his throat, closed out his email account, and quickly went to the bathroom. When Taylor came back into the room Christian offered him a smile.

"Capri. We're going to Capri."

Capri: The Song of The Sea if anyone was curious about the poem. I know it's a short one but next up, we have a reunion, and well...You know…LOL