All Summer Long

Chapter 22: Fight For Our Love

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Diane's lunch with Callum had gone better than she had thought it would. He was relaxed and friendly, and didn't push the issues of having a romantic relationship of some kind with her. Diane was grateful for this, although she still believed that Callum did have those feelings for her. Feeling better after good food and a successful conversation, Diane went back to her room to drop off her sports bag before going off in search of Nikki. She knew she hadn't handled the situation with them particularly well and she wanted to make things right.


For a moment Smithy didn't know what to say at all. His first reaction was betrayal and to tell Kerry to leave, but he couldn't. He knew she had been through a lot lately in her personal life, so he tried to be understanding.

"You slept with somebody else." It wasn't a question, he was just repeating her words. "Who else?"

Kerry sighed, looking away from him. She couldn't bear his hurt gaze any longer, she was fighting the urge to cry.

"The Italian tourist, Antonio." Kerry felt embarrassed just saying it out loud. Sure, he was attractive and charming, but she felt nothing but regret now. What she really wanted; needed was right here with her but she was scared. "I'm so sorry Smithy, I feel like such an idiot. I hate that I've hurt you."

Swallowing painfully, Smithy held out his hand to her, pulling her onto the bed so she was lying next to him.

"Kerry," He began gently. "If you knew it would hurt me, and you, why did you do it?"

She shrugged, convinced the tears would come soon and she would have no way of stopping or controlling them.

"I was quite drunk." She admitted. She paused, not knowing if she was strong enough to tell him the whole truth. "I was scared Smithy; scared of being with you. You are such a great guy, the best guy I've ever known and you deserve so much better than me."

"Oh, Kerry." He hugged her to him as best he could manage. "You're a wonderful person and I want to be with you, please don't think that way."

Kerry let him hold her, crying silently into his shoulder.


Kayla was coming out of the bathroom as Zain hung up the phone. He was grinning and she wanted to know why.

"That was my mum on the phone, she's thrilled about the pregnancy." Zain gushed. "I was going to wait to tell her when we got home but she forced it out of me."

"I'm glad she's happy." Kayla replied, feeling a sudden wave of panic. Zain's parents may be excited about becoming grandparents but she was so sure her own family would feel the same way, especially as she and Zain were not married.


Honey looked up in surprise when Dan finally entered the room they had manage to secure for themselves at midmorning that day.

"Where have you been?" She asked, setting her magazine aside. She was a little angry with him really but she tried not to let it show.

"Sorry, I was out with Callum and Nate and a few other guys. Time just ran away with us so I slept on the couch in Callum's room."

"You could have come back here." Honey tried not to sound as hurt as she felt.

"I didn't want to wake you, Hon."

"Oh okay." She decided to let the subject drop and Dan leaned over and kissed her sweetly


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Gil wasn't satisfied with the reasons that Gina had given when she ended their holiday fling. So what if he was a journalist, it wasn't like they worked in the same patch and both of them would not be staying at the resort for much longer. He really liked Gina and had hoped that they could at least remain friends but his job and the fact that he knew Andrea seemed to have killed all hope of that, but he was determined to rekindle some of the sparks between them.


Neil was washing the last of the shampoo out of his short hair when he heard the shower curtain being pulled back. Andrea, also naked, stepped in under the steady cascade of water with him. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him long and hard. She was tired of their uncomfortable silences and she wanted to know where they stood.

She was pleased to find that he kissed her back, pushing her against the tiles. Before the ecstasy overwhelmed her completely, she smiled to herself, glad that at least one part of their relationship still functioned.


Sam and Phil walked together, hand in hand, both of them smiling. She was becoming convinced that this was one of the best decisions she had ever made but found herself wondering if it would last. What would happened when they returned to Sun Hill and their normal lives resumed again? Would Phil still want her then and would the complications of working together becoming too much for them to handle. It was a beautiful warm day and Sam pushed these dark doubts away, leaning her head against Phil's shoulder. Even if what they had together didn't last, she was damn well going to enjoy every single second of it.


Feeling a little nervous, Diane headed towards the room she had shared with Nikki for almost a week; the room where they had first kissed and had first made love. She desperately wanted for them to be friends again, but she wouldn't hold it against the other woman if she didn't feel the same way. Looking back, Diane realised that she could handled things better and this made her more determined to talk to Nikki straight away.


That evening Smithy felt up to leaving his hotel room, and regardless of how he felt he would have gone anyway. Perhaps most boyfriends, if he even was Kerry's boyfriend, would have been angry with their lover not with the person they had cheated with. That wasn't the case for Smithy though. He sometimes thought he knew Kerry better than he knew himself and, even if he didn't agree with it, he understood her behaviour. What he hated the most is that someone had taken advantage of her, he knew how vulnerable and fragile she was.

Dressing somewhat painfully in jeans and a sweatshirt, Smithy headed towards the nearest bar, hoping he'd find Antonio. He was in luck, but the same could not be said of the Italian tourist.

Antonio was separate from his group of friends, buying another drink at the bar. Smithy walked over to him, wincing a little as he did so.

"Hello?" Antonio asked, looking confused as Smithy stepped into the other man's personal space. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, actually." Smithy replied, his fist already clenched at his side. With a splitting crack, only slightly muffled by the dance music being pumped into the bar, his fist connected with Antonio's nose. "Stay away from my girlfriend."

With a satisfied but grim smile on his face, Smithy turned on his heel and left the bar before Antonio or one of his friends could react.