Chapter 6:

There were only a few days left on the trip. Everyone was still having fun but things between Daisy and Donald were getting heavier. They'd spend a lot of time together, stealing kisses whenever they could. Daisy still hadn't broken off the engagement with Robert wanting to wait until after the trip to end it. She'd spend time alone with Donald without him knowing, and occasionally spending time with him so as to not seem too weird. Their friends all knew that they had admitted feelings to each other that night below the deck of the ship and noticed the way they looked at each other but not knowing anything beyond that they were dying with curiosity.

Finally the trip was over. They got off the cruise ship and Donald pulled a Daisy aside. "Tell him."

"Now?"

"Yes."

"I can't tell him now."

"I'll tell him we were fucking."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "You'd better not."

He smirked. "Try me."

"You irritate me."

"You love me," he said so his smirk widening.

"I hate you, you jerk."

He knew she didn't mean it, they'd interacted like this long enough. He leaned in to kiss her but she pushed him away worried Robert would see. "Later," she whispered.

She went up to Robert. She did have to tell him, and there was no easy way to do it. "Robert."

"Ready to go home baby?" He said kissing her cheek.

She shook her head. "No,I..." She suddenly felt her heart hurting. Robert was a wonderful man, it wasn't his fault her feelings for Donald had surpassed her feelings for him. He was a good man and he deserved more. "I can't marry you."

Roberts face fell. "What? Why?"

"Oh Robert, there's no easy way to say this and the last thing I want is to hurt you. I've loved you for so long but I just don't feel the same way anymore. That's why I've been putting off the wedding, I just can't..."

"Is there someone else?" He asked clearly very upset.

"Well..."

"Is there someone else," he repeated more firmly.

Suddenly Donald was behind her. "I fucked your fiancé."

Daisy's eyes got wide. "Donald Duck...!" She shouted.

Robert glared at both of them. "I should have known it was you. How long has this been going on?"

"The whole damn trip," Donald said.

She put her hand over his mouth. "Just a few days!"

Robert seemed to accept the defeat. "You know what, you can have her Donald. It's fine. I'll go." He turned to leave.

Daisy out her hand on his shoulder. "Robert wait." He turned to face her. "I really did love you. You're an amazing man. I want you to be happy." She took her ring off and put it in his hand. "Go find someone who will make you happy."

Robert turned to leave then she looked at Donald. "You're a horrible person! Why would you tell him that?!"

Donald just shrugged. "Fight me." Then he pulled her into his arms.

"Don't hug me," she said even though she didn't fight his embrace. He kissed her lips and then she gave in and kissed him as lovingly as she could. They had finally made it and they would never let each other go.

Daisy was sitting on the couch at her house the next day. They had always been like that. Ever since they got to know each other and to this day they were. She didn't know why, maybe they just enjoyed antagonizing each other. It was what made their relationship work.

Suddenly Donald came into the room with something behind his back. "Hey Daisy."

"What's that?" She asked curiously.

He handed her a wrapped box and sat next to her. "It's for you. Open it."

She took off the wrapping paper and opened the box. It was an exact replica of the vase. "Wow, Donald, where did you get this?"

"There's an antique shop about an hour away. I shouldn't have thrown the other one on the floor. It's not exactly the old one, but hopefully it makes up for it..."

Before he could say anything more she pulled him to her and kissed him as hard as she could.