Second Chances

~Chapter 5~

Two hours later, I had my suitcase on my bed packing clothes to take on my trip. A while back Deb had bought me a bikini to take on the trip and I found it in the back of my closet in a bag. Pulling it out, it was cute. It was a string bikini. The top was purple with black polka dots and the bottom was purple with black stripes. I laid it on my bed to pack it later. I heard the doorbell and new that Joe was here. Running down the stairs, I jerked the door open and threw my arms around him.

"You're here," I whispered.

"I'm here. It's wonderful to see you, Kat."

"It's great to see you. Thank you for going on this trip with me."

"I didn't have anything going on and it was just perfect timing."

"Come on in," I said, letting go and opening the door further.

He came in and put his bag by the door.

"What time do we leave?"

"We have to be at LAX at six in the morning. Our flight leaves at six fifty. Come on up with me. I'm packing right now."

He followed me upstairs and into my bedroom. His eyes went to the bikini lying on the bed.

"That's sexy. Are you going to wear that?"

"Maybe if you're lucky," I said with a giggle.

"I can only hope," he said with a smirk.

We were very lucky. Uncle Alan had booked two first class seats. The 11 and a half hour combined flights were rather comfortable. We made it to the place were staying a little after seven that night. It was gorgeous. We had our own villa! It was beautiful.

Walking out onto the private balcony, I stretched out my arms to feel my muscles expand with relief. Feeling his arms go around my waist, I put my hands on top of his.

"This is gorgeous," he said.

"It is. I can't wait to see everything tomorrow."

"I'm just curious to know what Alan was thinking when he gave you this trip," he said with a chuckle.

"He knew that I always wanted to come here. That's probably why he did it. Yes, he probably expected me to bring a man with me," I said with a giggle.

"Well, you brought a man," he said.

"Yes, I did," I said, turned my head to look at him.

His brown eyes looked captivating as I looked him in the eye.

"Your eyes look like gold gems," he whispered to me.

"Thank you."

"Are you hungry?"

"A little. I didn't eat much on the plane."

"Let me see what I can do about that," he said, kissed my cheek and walked off.

Thirty minutes later we were eating on the balcony underneath the starlit sky. It was very nice, calm and quiet. One thing that he knew about me is that he didn't have to talk to me for me to enjoy being with him.

When we got done, I looked up at the sky.

"You look tired," he said.

"I am. Jet lag I guess."

"Why don't you go take a warm shower and go to bed?"

"Sounds like a good idea."

"I will take care of all of this. Go get yourself relaxed."