Will's POV
Things are much better with Sonny but with his family, not so much. I keep wondering what they are thinking, if they're judging us, like Lydia did. It's hard to see as they're all very polite and I would know : the more ill-at-ease I feel, the more I tend to smile and fake. Sonny isn't like that at all and it's strangely comforting. When he's mad, it's plain as day. For instance, right now, he's shooting daggers at his cousin because she said we really shouldn't go and visit Santorini Island 'because it's too far, you should stay with the family instead.' Given that Sonny has spent drooling over the photos of the place when we were planning the trip (I think if I suggested we go live there, he'd sat yes, even though he's never actually been there) I've already bought the plane tickets. I haven't told him yet, though. As usual, I use a kind tone "Thanks Marina, but everything's settled. Greece is so beautiful, it's hard to choose among all these places. Kind of make us want to come back." Marina grins and Sonny looks at me admiringly. It's true that we complete each other.
To catch our plane, we have to go back to Athene, well to a little town called Spata. We haven't planned any visit on the way but we did start early and there's plenty time to kill so we stop at the edge of the city. Sonny has put sedatives in my glass this morning so that crossing the Isthmus goes more smoothly and has packed more for the flight itself. I slept on the way there and so I'm less strung than the other times. We go to a park where there's a fountain with a gorgeous water spray that glitters in the sun. The basin is very simple, with geometric shapes and the whole stunts me into an aesthetic shock. I can't move, I just marvel at he sheer beauty until I feel an elbow in my back. Sonny has a little smile on his face that I've learned to beware. I step back but a little too late and he tries to wrestle me into the water. I fight back and we both fall in.
We're seated in the fountain, laughing like kids, with our asses all wet when our eyes meet and I realize something. We've finally come back to what we used to be : carefree, happy to be young and attractive, with no need for excessive caution. Sonny is very protective and that's a good thing, but sometimes I like it when he's more relaxed.
We hurry out of the basin, not to get lectured by a park keeper and we run to the rent car. Fortunately, we have our beach towels to lay on the seats. Sonny stays at the wheel without starting the car for a long while. He looks tense. I see his shoulder trembling and now he's laughing out loud. I join him. We do get to the airport on time but just. It was worth it.
When we land, I'm glad we haven't missed the flight. Sonny looks in awe.
Sonny's POV
God! This place is even better than I pictured it. There's white everywhere, with the villages tumbling down the rocks and there are amazing smells in the air. I want to buy half of the houses. It would make for a complicated to reach vacation home but wow...
Will is silent. I turn to him and I have to take a picture. The most beautiful man in the whole word at the most beautiful place in that same world. With the blue in his eyes, of the sea, of the sky and even the round pointy roof around us, I'm surrounded.
He looks shy, now. I'm used to it and I ask softly "What's going on, kitten?" "Nothing serious... It's just that it's been two days, that won't be long to make the most of here." "Would you want to stay a little longer?" "uh huh" I can't stop smiling. I kiss him and answer "Anything you want."
In the end, we stay for four days. We had to change our plane tickets and also call Chad but it's worth it. Will and I, we're happy at the same time. We make love every morning and every evening, we eat what we feel like, we take naps where we actually sleep (and others where we don't).
We've seen the volcano and Will has taken plenty pictures. I've found amazing climbing sites, of course, and Will has gone shopping in the meantime. He's found little crafted things for his siblings on the market. When I come back, he's bathing in the hotel jacuzzi, looking serene and delicious. I don't want to take him back to Salem. There's something so perfect here, a harmony that I was longing for. We'll have to work hard to maintain it. I slip into the water, next to his pliable body and I feel I've found my little heaven.