Keep on Keeping on BOOK ONE

Chapter 23

As soon as we step off the plane, the heat hits us. We go into the airport towards baggage claim. We get our luggage, and Brendon orders us an Uber to the resort. The AC in the car is welcome. I fastened my seatbelt and held Brendons hand. He kept rubbing his thumb over my knuckles. He smiled at me and kissed my hand.
"I love you."
"I love you, B."
We sat in silence and took everything in. It wasn't long until we pulled up to the resort. Brendon got out and came around to open my door and help me out.
Brendon then helped the Uber driver with our bags. We went to reception to check in. We got a key for the rental, and we were provided with a golf cart to take us to our vacation rental. Brendon got in and drove us down.
We stopped at the beach house, which looked bigger than my actual house. It was one storey and had a front glass paned door. Brendon opened the door, and again, the AC was wonderful. We brought our bags in. We had a look around. It had a master bedroom with ensuite, a guestroom, and another bathroom. There was a kitchenette, which had a sink, dishwasher, units, and breakfast bar, with stools.
It was an open plan, so the living area had a corner couch and a huge tv on the wall. There was a coffee table and a book shelf, with books on it. The inside was tastefully decorated. On the other side of the huge room were patio doors that opened out onto a swimming pool and hot tub. There was a table and chairs and bbq. At the end of the yard was a gate and some steps that led directly to the beach. Brendon went inside to take our cases to the bedroom. I stood leaning on the wall, looking out at the beautiful view of the ocean and beach. There were a couple of people on the beach. One of them looked kinda familiar, but I couldn't see properly at this distance.i shrugged it off and went back inside to unpack.
I entered the bedroom, and Brendon was laid face down and spread eagled across the huge bed. I laughed at him. Brendon looked at me and pulled me onto the bed with me.
"Babe, this bed is heaven. You need to try it." I was about to protest when I laid next to him and agreed. This comfort was delightful. I closed my eyes and moaned with the level of comfort I was experiencing.
Brendon turned on his side to face me. "Maddie, when you make a noise like that, it makes me think you prefer the bed to me." He laughed, and I laughed along with him.
"Maybe I do." I winked at him.
"Really?" He asked a look of amusement on his face.
"Aha." I nodded, smiling.
"Well then," Brendon said, moving further towards me. "I think I need to change that opinion, don't you?" Brendon and I started kissing.

We had a lovely afternoon, making love, then having a nap. We showered and got changed for dinner. We were having dinner at the hotel. I locked the door and got into the golf cart. I drove us up to the hotel, and we parked the golf cart up. I returned the keys for the golf cart to reception, and we headed into the restaurant. The maitre d' took our reservation details, and we were seated.
We both looked at the drinks menu. I ordered a white wine, and Brendon ordered a beer.
As we waited for our drinks order, Brendon interlaced his fingers with mine across the table. I smiled at him and kissed his hand.
"Maddison?" Was all I heard. I looked to see who had said my name. I was shocked, to say the least, to see Patrick sat a couple of tables over with a different woman than the one he broke up with me for.
"Oh, um, hello Patrick." I said, giving a half wave and smiling. "You look well." I commented.
"As do you." Patrick said, returning the compliment.
"Thank you." I politely responded. I nodded my head and turned back to Brendon. Our drinks arrived and we chose our food. Brendon didn't say much during dinner. He kept looking towards Patrick's table, though I noticed.
The food was sublime. We had starter, entree, and shared a desert. Once we had finished, we left the restaurant, walking back towards the beach house, hand in hand. It was a beautiful clear night. The moonlight bounced off the ocean, and the stars were shining brightly in the night sky.
"B, this is beautiful." I commented, looking up and turning in a circle.
"It is Mads, but I know what's even more beautiful." I looked at him. "You." He murmured into my ear. I had goosebumps all over when he said that, even though it was a warm night.
We got to our beachhouse, and Brendon unlocked the door, and we both stepped in. I took my heels off and opened the patio doors. I went and sat in one of the pool loungers. I laid my head back, closed my eyes, and listened to the sounds of nature. Brendon stood in the doorway watching me. He walked back inside. 10 minutes later, he came back out in swimming shorts and got into the hot tub.
"Babe, this is beautiful. You should join me." He said. I was happy where I was for now. There was a knock at the door. I got up to answer, and it was room service. Brendon must've ordered something.
"Thank you." I said, tipping the waiter. I took the tray outside and put it on the table.
"Ah!" Brendon said, getting out the hot tub. He walked over to the table and took the champagne. He opened it and poured us a glass each.
"To having an amazing time." Brendon toasted, and we clinked our glasses together. I had a small sip of mine and went to get ready for bed. Brendon did the same. I took my makeup off and washed my face. I brushed my teeth and got into a camisole nighty that was cotton and pink. I climbed into bed, and all I remember is Brendon cuddled into me.