On Divit Island...Love Over Forgiveness

Chapter Eleven

      After a nice uneventful breakfast with Tana, they were ready to start their day. The heat from their early morning escapades seemed to still be simmering as Can helped Sanem clear the breakfast table. As soon as Tana left the room to go get dressed, Can wrapped his arms around Sanem's waist. " I can't seem to get that beach rendezvous out of my mind. Do you think we could have an encore of that scene." He muttered, as he nibbled shamelessly on her earlobe. 

      She felt that shiver of delight travel down her body all the way to her toes, " That was probably a one time thing my love. So let's not get your hopes up." She answered, trying to sound convincing.

      Can laughed, " I got it babe, only in the privacy of out bedroom from now on." He spoke, his voice dripping with disappointment. He hugged her tightly before going off to the bedroom to dress.

       Their morning was busy as they hurried about, store to store, completing their shopping list. The list was always long when they made the trip to Chania. But they needed to make sure they had everything for the arrival of Emre and Leila in a couple of weeks.

      That sudden thought of home and the feeling that something was wrong there still rumbled around in Cans head. Can wasn't normally the one that had those kind of feelings, but that uneasy feeling was hanging on. 

      It couldn't be a storm, he thought, the weather had been great. There were times that the quickly changing weather had caused some damage to the island, but not this time. No,...this was just a feeling like he needed to protect his home. 

      " Can, what do you think?...Can?" Sanem asked. " Hey are you ok?" She said, stepping around in front of Can to look at his face. Can blinked, trying to clear his head, " I'm sorry babe, what did you say?" He asked, covering that look of concern with a smile. 

      She tilted her head to one side and closed one eye, " Can Divit, I know you much better than that. What are you thinking about?" The tone of her voice demanding an answer.  Can took his index finger and gently pushed a strand if hair from her face, " There's nothing wrong, trust me. I was just thinking about this morning." He replied, giving her a pinch on the cheek.

      Sanem knew better, but she also knew better than to push him on the matter. " Ok if you say so, but if I find out you are dreaming about some other woman you will have hell to pay." She muttered, tapping his chest with her finger. 

      Can threw back his head, belting out a laugh that echo through the small store. " Oh for gods sake Sanem, why would I be thinking about another woman. You are the only thing on my mind." He acclaimed, giving her a reassuring kiss on the lips.

      Polen had to hurry to catch the 10:00 am ferry back to Kytheria. She she only had a small bag and her purse, and Can's necklace tucked securely in the pocket of her slacks. The 3 hour ferry ride would give her plenty of time to think about her next move. The plane from Kythera to Athens would be flying out at 3:50 pm, so she would need to she would go directly from the ferry pier to the airport. A one-night stay in Athens, then the final flight home to Istanbul the next morning.

      She leaned back in the deck chair, closing her eyes and breathing in the sea air. She recalled the phone call from Can some 13 years ago, telling her he needed to talk to her and that he would be coming to London as soon as possible. She remembered it as if it were yesterday. The feeling of dread that sank down into her stomach that day. 

      Never in her wildest dreams had she thought that Can Divit would walk away from her. Leave her and all that had meant to each other,  for a much younger and uneducated Sanem Aydin. She had truly underestimated that sneaky little bitch, but she wouldn't let that happen again.

      She pulled the necklace from her pocket, holding it tightly in her hand. " No, ...I won't be that stupid again. Sanem will be more than glad to leave that island...and Can, when I am through." She smirked, rubbing the stone of the necklace slowly against her cheek.      

      " Sanem my love, I think we have enough food. How are we going to get all these bags back to Antikythera on the ferry. We will have to make do with what we have." Can expressed, as he hung another bag on his arm. 

      Sanem stopped, biting her bottom lip as she looked at all the bags that lined Cans arms. " I think you are right. I'm sorry, I didn't realize how much we had." She said wrinkling up her forehead. " But I think we need all of this. Can you make to work?" She asked, in her most coquettish way, even adding in a little flutter of her eyes.

      Can rolled his eyes, " Really babe, you think a little flirtation can win me over......ok, you are right. I'll make it work, don't worry. Maybe I can condense some of the bags." He answered, fighting the urge to kiss her pouting lips. 

     She clapped her hands together, " Great, thank you." She said. " There just might be a little reward in it for you if you can pull it off." She whispered in his ear as she stretched up to kiss his cheek. Tana giggled as she watched her parents, " Mommie, doesn't daddy's beard tickle your nose when you do that, it does mine." She told her, rubbing her nose forcefully with her hand.

      Sanem smiled at her daughter, " It use to, but not anymore. You get use to it." She explained, as she gave Can a wink. The thought of not having his beard to run her fingers through or not feeling that soft tickle against her face was something she didn't want to think about. She had always loved his beard..

      They made that short walk back to the cottage. Luca, Thea, Marcus and Deniz were sitting there waiting for them on the beach. " HEY, have you been waiting long?" Can yelled out to them. Luca waved back at him, " No, only a matter of minutes. Do you need help?" He asked as he watched Can struggle with the bags. " No, I've got it. We will join you in a minute."

      They dropped all the bags in the table and headed back out to the beach. Can stopped to answer his phone, waving Sanem on, " I better take this, you go on, I'll be there shortly." He told her.  The call was from Ares, the man that looked after the small pier. " Hello Ares, what can I do for you." Can asked, a little confused at why he would be calling him.

      The old man clears his throat, " Umm, well, I have a bit of trouble to report to you. I don't know how it happened, or when, but someone has ripped up one side of your boat." He stammered, hating to be the one to tell him.

      Can gasped, " What? On the outside?" He asked, as the feeling from earlier resurfaced and surged through his body. " Oh it was on the inside sir. They ripped through the inscription on the side panel of the boat, where it says " My Albatross". He replied.

      Can closed his eyes and took a deep breath. " Any idea who it could have been?" Can asked, his stomach twisting in knots. " Not a clue Mr. Divit. I'm sorry about it, but at least it won't hinder the running of the boat. I just wanted to let you know before you got back tomorrow. It was probably one of the tourists, you know, they don't have any respect for our property." Ares answered.

      Can thanked the gentleman for calling to let him know, but he had a feeling it was more than just a rowdy tourist...

      Could this have been the reason he felt like something was wrong at home. After all these years of feeling safe there on their Island.....now he would have to put up his guard again....