What Happens When the Lights Go Out

42.What Happens When The Lights Go Out

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We got on a plane to San Diego, which was where the boat was leaving. It was about a four hour flight and we found ways to entertain ourselves. The flight attendants looked at us funny a couple of times, and let's just leave it at that.

We landed and got off the plane and went through all these check points where they checked our bags, tickets, passports and all that junk. We even got our own little card.

We finally were able to board the boat. We got on and immediately went searching for our room.

Theresa said that we can have the best, which ended up being a perfect room in the middle of the boat with a balcony. You can't get much better than that.

We finally found it and just looked at everything in awe. "This is amazing!" Ashton said from the bathroom. I decided not to ask what he found so amazing in there. I just went and sat on the incredibly comfortable bed. It was so soft I almost sunk in!

"Oh my gosh Ashton! Come feel this bed! It's so soft!"

He did and smiled. He leaned over and kissed me pushing me down on the bed. Then of course my stomach grumbled.

He sighed. "Want to go eat?"

"Yes." I said smiling sheepishly.

We haven't even left the dock yet so we have time!

We walked hand in hand to the dining area. It was nice and it was all you can eat! My two favorites!

I went and filled my plate. Ashton was at another buffet site filling his.

That's when things got weird. "Hey baby." Some creeper said walking up to me.

I didn't respond. Because like I said in the past. I hate pet names. Oh. And I have a husband.

"So I see you like food."

Now that's when I looked up at him like he was an idiot. He was tall, handsome, but in that annoying arrogant way. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Talking to you."

"Um... no you aren't. Because I'm leaving."

"Why so soon? Don't you want to get to know me?"

"No." I said, continuing to walk to the table we decided to meet at.

"Why not?"

I decided to just drop the bomb now. Sparing me a good twenty minutes of this idiot. "I'm married."

"You?! You're like sixteen!"

"Eighteen actually."

"Did he knock you up or something?"

"No!"

"Then why?"

"Because I think he's cool." I said, smirking to myself.

"You think he's cool?"

"I really do."

"Are you like on your honeymoon or something?"

"Yep."

"Where is this guy?"

"Right here." Ashton said from behind him. He was smiling. I wonder if he enjoyed the look on the idiots face as much as I did.

"Well, I'll let you both enjoy yourselves. Bye!" He scooted out of there like his pants were on fire.

We sat down and laughed. "Man, I leave you for a couple minutes and you're already harassed by other guys."