Lyrics belong to The Civil Wars.
Finn rolled over and shielded his eyes against the harsh morning sun. He kissed Darcy's cheek and smiled down at her.
Her long dark hair was splayed all around her pillow. He had a sudden flashback of pulling it down from her bun last night. Her freckles danced across her pale shoulders. She was beautiful. He felt content... Happy.
He grabbed his phone. Seven missed calls, two voicemails. All from Hunter. This wasn't good. He inwardly groaned, and his stomach dropped.
He pulled on his sweats and walked outside with this phone. The morning was cold. An ominous fog hung in the air as it drifted in from the sea. Finn didn't bother checking the messages.
The phone rang once.
"Finn." Hunter was matter-of-fact.
"What's up, boss?" Finn asked. His breath shown in the air.
"We need you back. Did you get my messages?"
Finn rubbed his brow, "N-no...I was sleeping. I called as soon as I saw your missed calls."
"Well get back here ASAP. I can send the jet, or you book the next available flight." His voice was gruffer than normal.
"What's going on? I thought I was okay to stay till Friday? I still have things I haven't quite wrapped up yet." Finn glanced at the front door, thinking of the beautiful woman laying in his bed.
"Vince wants you back here right now. I'm sorry, but that's final. Get back, or I won't be able to help you. He's mad and wants you home. He's mad that I approved your two weeks off. He wants you and Seth to run through your match."
"Hunter, please..."
"Now Finn." Was the final word before Fergal heard the click of the phone hanging up.
He let out a breath and stared at the sky. It was so cloudy. He didn't want to break the news to Darcy, not yet at least. He called the airline and booked the quickest flight back to the states. It didn't leave until 10:00 at night.
He had all day to spend with her, and he didn't want his bad news to ruin it.
You only know what I want you to
I know everything you don't want me to...
Your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine,
You think your dreams are the same as mine..
I don't love you but I always will.
Darcy's eyes opened to see a shirtless Fergal Devitt walking into the room. She smiled at him, "Good morning."
"Good morning darling." He noticed his Irish drawl had gotten a lot thicker since he had been home.
Darcy sat up, letting the sheet fall around her hips. Finn took in the sight before him. She was a masterpiece. Leaving was going to be so hard. But he didn't want to think about that right now.
He clapped his hands together, "Come on, love. I've got a full day planned for us."
"Have you now?" She smirked at him.
"Yes, now get dressed before I take advantage of you again."
Soon they were driving in his rental car. "Where are we going?" She asked him.
"It's a surprise." He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
Soon they pulled into a parking lot.
"The aquarium?"
"Yep!" He got out and ran over to open her door, "Remember when we used to come here?"
He took her hand and led her inside. They walked through and looked at the exhibits, and saw feedings of different sea animals.
Finn stood back while Darcy got to hold a Starfish. She smiled and wrinkled up her nose at the feeling of its touch. She threw her head back and laughed with joy. Finn snapped a picture on his phone.
How could he leave now? They may have slept together, but nothing was finalized. Everything was still very much up in the air. If he left now he would be leaving his heart here.
Before long he was talking her to their next destination. It was close to her house, only a few miles down the road. It was a beautiful Walled Victorian Garden.
They held hands and strolled the beautiful scenery. Darcy was wearing her black dress from last night, but her hair was hanging down today. Messy and wavy, but she didn't care.
"This place is beautiful." She said.
"It is," he agreed "Darcy, I have to go back tonight." No use putting it off any longer.
"Tonight? Why?" She managed to sound casual.
"My bosses want me home." He shrugged and she slipped her hand out of his.
"Are you joking?"
"No, I swear I thought I still had some time! You have to believe me, I didn't lie."
"Okay, I believe you Fergal." She said as she kept walking, him right beside her.
"When do you think you'll be back?" She asked. She had told herself to keep it casual with him, hadn't she? Curse her heart.
"I can't say...I really don't know."
That was the hard part...he really didn't. He was leaving tonight, and God only knew when he would once again step foot onto Irish shores.
"You haven't the slightest idea?" She asked skeptically.
"No, Darcy I don't. I don't have a normal job like you." He was starting to get irritated with her, and his tone came out harsher than he expected.
She nodded and started walking the opposite direction.
"Where do you think you're going, woman?"
"Home." She called
"Would you please stay?! Would you please just listen to me?!"
"Why? It's okay. I told myself to keep it casual. Actually, I told myself not to fall for a snake like you ever again. But here I am, with a heart that's just about to break...again! Its my fault. Just go Fergal." She waved her hand in the air, "Its whatever to me."
He watched her leave. Standing in disbelief as her figure got smaller, and smaller.
I wish you'd hold me when I turn my back,
The less I give the more I get back...
Your hands can heal, your hands can bruise...
I dont have a choice, but I still choose you.
I dont love you, but I always will.
I always will.