Sorry the last one was short, this one is much longer. Hope you guys enjoy.

I sat on the plane, sighing feeling all these mixed emotions about what had just happened in the last half an hour. I touched my lips, Randy had kissed me, it felt amazing yet at the same time I felt horrible. He was married, no matter how much I loved him the fact was that he was now someone else's husband. It didn't feel right and I didn't feel happy at all, I felt mediocre.

A dark haired woman, sat next to me she had deep blue eyes, they were dazzling. I smiled at her. She grinned back.

"Holiday."

She chuckled. "I'm going home."

"You're so lucky to live there."

"It's great, is it your first time?"

I nodded.

"By yourself?"

"Yeah, just me... it's a long story." I sighed.

"Let me guess, some awful guy broke your heart."

"Yeah."

"You'll enjoy Miami, just have fun, I'm Taylor."

"I'm Lea."

...

I felt so much better after talking to Taylor; the time had passed so quickly, before we knew it we were in Miami, Florida.

"Where are you staying Lea?" she asked as we were entering out of the airport.

"Um... at Carrington Villa. It's my friend's place he's letting me stay there." I looked over to a man dressed in a suit and hat carrying a sign with my name on it. "I've never had that before."

She laughed. "Well I hope you enjoy it here, it was nice to meet you." I watched her walk off.

"Hey! Taylor!" I called. She turned around.

"Do you want to come with me?" I smiled.

"Sure" she said staring at the black Mercedes Benz parked next to us.

...

"I work as a bartender at the Beach Bungalow it's a night bar; I'm working tomorrow night you should come, if you want."

"Sounds great" I said as she got out of the car. I had at least made one friend in the city, now to see where I was staying.

The driver pulled up to the house, it was beautiful and right on the beach. Joy filled my face as I looked at it, I couldn't believe it. "It's amazing!"

I ran inside, it got better. The lounge room looked amazing with its leather lounges, and a large plasma television hanging from the wall. I looked at the kitchen; it was beautiful filled with appliances, some I had never seen before. I walked into the bedroom, the bed looked so comfortable, I felt like I was in heaven as I nestled myself into the centre of the bed. I hadn't even thought of home.

I had a shower, to wash the flight off and went to the kitchen. I was looking around for something to eat, the fattier the better. As I was looking around I spotted a picture of a couple with a baby, the couple looked young. She looked closer, it was Wade and the woman must have been his wife with his daughter. I felt sad for him; he must have missed his family. But this woman in the photo was not the woman she saw in his house. I was then joined by this middle aged woman. "Hello Miss Lea, are you hungry?" She funnily had an English accent.

"Hello, I am, but I'm sure I can find something." I hated having people there to help me, how lazy was Wade I thought.

"Please, allow me, it is what I'm here for." She insisted.

"Alright... Miss?" I wanted to know her name.

"Molly" she said.

"Molly, you can cook it for me, if you can tell me more about the people in this photograph" I waved the photo in front of her.

...

"This fettuccine is the best I've ever had!" I exclaimed almost done with my pasta.

"Would you like seconds?"

"You know what, I would!"

She smiled, plating up my bowl with a generous serving.

"You eat to Molly; here have a plate for yourself." I placed the bowl next to me and she sat down.

"So Molly, you're from England as well like Wade."

"Yes, I worked with his family back home and they sent me here to be with him."

"Tell me about Mr Barrett... he is a very mysterious man."

"He is, but he never used to be. He fell in love with this woman Nicole, who lived here in Miami. She was a very beautiful woman and the two loved each other a lot. He decided to move here to be closer to her and they married. Then when she announced that she was pregnant, he was so happy; he couldn't wait to be a father."

"So what happened?"

"Nicole was very greedy and knowing that he had money, she kept gambling it away in unsuccessful projects. She became jealous that he was so successful and that she was not, that she began hating him. She then proclaimed that she wanted a divorce, he told her he wouldn't give her any money and he wanted to have custody of young Adele. But she told him she would keep her just so he could pay her money, they went to court but Wade was unsuccessful and Nicole got custody."

"What! That's impossible!"

She smiled. "That's what happened; he hasn't seen her daughter since. None of us have."

"That's so sad, that's why I guess he chooses to close himself up to people."

"But you seem to be a good friend to him; he seems to care for you."

"Yes, he's been a good friend to me, better then some."

"He told me to take care of you and make you sure you wouldn't leave this house without a smile."

I grinned. I really enjoyed Molly's company, she was very maternal.

"I'm off to bed Molly, thank you for dinner."

"Good night dear."

...

I had just finished talking to Dad. I missed him a lot but the female voice in the background told me he was fine. I decided to take a walk on the beach and to start doing some paintings. Maybe Wade would like some in his office when I came back. Miami was beautiful, the sand was golden, the water was serene but the sun was scorching though. I didn't want to end up orange. I was almost finished my painting when I felt someone peering over my shoulder. I turned around, to see this tall man grinning at me. He has blue eyes, short golden brown hair; his dimples were exposed whenever he smiled. I just smiled back and went back to painting. "Beautiful" he muttered.

"Sorry?"

"Your painting, it's beautiful."

"Thank you."

"You are really good."

"I haven't painted in a while."

"Why not? You're really good at it" he said sitting next to me, in the sand.

I sighed "long story."

"I've got time; I'm John by the way." I felt a little weak whenever he flashed a smile.

"You know what; I wouldn't waste your time." I got back up and took my painting.

"Why? Are you with someone?" He followed me.

"No..."

"Then, what you don't like me? Am I not attractive to you?"

"No, you're very attractive."

He grinned "look I just want to be friends, I think you're really cool, I mean I could never paint the way you do and mine would just turn out like stick figures."

I chuckled. "You're very nice, but..."

"But what Lea? Is it pronounced like L.E.E. or like L.E.A.H?"

"How do you know my name?"

"You signed your painting" he said pointing to it "so how do I say it?"

"Yes like Lee-ah, my parents thought this way looked better."

"So what are you doing later?" he asked moving closer toward me.

"I don't know yet?" I moved away.

"I'm sure we'll bump into each other, Lea."

"Yeah, sure" I said shaking my head. I walked back to the house, I turned back around and he was still watching me. I turned back around and smiled, Miami was turning out to be very interesting.