Micayla and her mother Connie had just checked into there hotel in Tampa. Micayla was glad to be off the plane. She couldn't take her mom complaining about the flight for another second.
"So mom what would you like to do first?"
"Well I could use a few Mimosas." "That flight was dreadful."
"Ok."
"We could go sit by the pool."
"Alright."
"Give me a few minutes to change into my suit and I'll meet you there."
"Alright."
Micayla had been laying out by the pool for about an hour. She decided not drink but her mom was knocking them back fast and getting more obnoxious by the minute.
"Cabana boy." Connie said. "How long must I wait for my drink?" "Don't they speak English in whatever country you're from?"
Micayla couldn't take it anymore. She stood up.
"Mom." She said. "I'm going to lay down."
"It's lye down dear." "Did your etiquette classes as a child teach you nothing?"
"Anyway, I'm going to go lye down." "I'm a little jetlagged."
"Alright."
Micayla went back to her room. She rinsed off the suntan lotion and changed her clothes. Then she decided to call John.
"Hello?" He said.
"Hi."
"Hi Micayla how are you?"
"Right now I have a headache."
"What's a matter?"
"Nothing." "It's just my mom being her usual annoying self."
"Wanna get out of there for awhile?"
"I'd like to."
"Have you ever been fishing?"
"No."
"Wanna come with me?" "I'd like the company."
"I'd like to but I don't have one of those fishing things and I really don't know anything about fishing."
"There's nothing to it."
"Ok."
"Good." "I'll text you directions to this lake I like to go to."
"Alright."
"Can you be there in twenty minutes?"
"Sure."
Twenty minutes later Micayla went to where John told her to go. She went over to him when she saw in standing on the dock by a boat.
"Hi." She said.
"Hi."
"Is this yours?" She said looking at the boat.
"Yeah."
"Very nice."
"Thank you." "Ready?"
They went out to John's favorite spot. They'd been there for about two hours. Nothing was biting so they were just talking. The sun was starting to set.
"I can't believe nothing is biting." John said.
"That's alright." "I like this." "It's very peaceful."
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." "How's that headache?"
"It's gone."
"Good." "I'd hate to go back but I have to."
"You'd like to stay out here forever?"
"Yeah." "At least I'd have good company." She said smiling.
"So would I." "Well let's get you back."
They went back to the dock. John helped her off the boat.
"Can I call you tomorrow?" He asked.
"Sure." "Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
The next day Micayla and Connie went shopping. In the afternoon they went on a cruise around the bay. On that cruise Connie got drunk and was being obnoxious again. By the time it was over it was seven at night. Connie had went to her room and passed out. Micayla went to her room. Her cell phone started to ring.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hi." John said.
"Hi John."
"Do you have any dinner plans Micayla?"
"No."
"Would you like to join me for dinner?" "I'm cooking."
"Sure."
"Ok." "I'll text you the directions to my house."
"Alright." "I'll see you in awhile."
A half hour later Micayla knocked on John's door. He answered it.
"Hi." He said.
"Hi."
"Come on in." She went in.
After dinner they were both sitting on the couch in the living room.
"That was a great dinner." Micayla said.
"Thank you."
"That was the first time anyone's ever cooked me something."
"Really?"
"Well beside our maid when I was little."
"Doesn't Carter ever cook for you?"
"No." "He's way to busy to do that."
"He's to busy to be attentive to his fiancée?"
"I'm used to it."
"That isn't something you should have to get used to." "Whenever I have a girlfriend I make sure I make time for her." "Does he do anything for you?"
"Well I have enough diamond necklaces, bracelets and earrings to start my own showroom."
"I'm sorry but you can do better."
"He loves me he's just not an emotional person." "It's hard for him to show it." "So he figures one way to do it is by buying me jewelry."
"Has he ever asked you this?" "What do you want to do with your life?"
"No."
"So?"
"Well I'm not sure." "I like to plan stuff." "I think I'd like to be a party planner."
"Then do that."
"It's nice to have someone ask for my opinion on things." "I'm glad I met you." She hugged him.
"I'm glad I met you to."
"You're a good friend." She said looking at him. She kissed him pulling away quickly. "Oh my god." "I'm sorry."
"No." "Don't be sorry." He kissed her. She kissed him back. She broke it and stood up. Walking towards the door.
"I have to go."
"Don't go."
"I have to."
"Micayla." She turned around and faced him.
"If I stay we both know where it's going." "I can't do that."
"I want you to stay."
"I know." "I want to stay." "Believe me I've never wanted anything so much in my life but I can't."
"Yes you can."
"It's wrong."
"No it's not." "I want you and you want me."
"John I'm engaged."
"You're not happy."
"You don't understand." "I don't have any other choice."
"Any other choice for what?"
"Nothing." "Bye." She left.