Amor Vincit Omnia

✝Chapter 33 - Re-kindled

When I opened my eyes, light was filling the room, making me blink.

''Hi.'' Phil murmured, smiling. He was lying beside me, fully dressed, on top of the bed.

''Hey.'' I whispered. ''How long have you been watching me?''

''I could watch you sleep forever, Sarah.'' He smirked. ''But I've only been here for about six minutes.'' He leaned over and kissed my forehead gently. ''Did you sleep well?''

''Yes, quite well actually.'' I yawned.

''Hmm, certainly seemed like it, with all that snoring.'' He laughed.

I pouted. ''I do not snore.''

''Oh, Princess. You do.'' He grinned at me.

''What time is it?''

''It's noon. I didn't have the heart to wake you up earlier.'' He said putting an arm over my shoulders.

''Phil, we didn't have, um-

''No, we didn't.'' He smiled at me. ''Well, breakfast is ready; pancakes for you. Come, get up, let's eat.'' He said, rising from the bed.

I staggered out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom.

After putting on some fresh clothes, I climbed down-stairs and took a seat, grateful for the breakfast presented in front of me. Phil was reading the Sunday papers and drinking coffee.

''Jensen called this morning.'' Phil said.

''What did he want?'' I asked, slicing up some bananas.

''He said he'll swing by later on this evening.'' He said grabbing his coffee mug. ''So, I was wondering maybe we could go out for some nice fresh air, this afternoon, what do you think?''

''Yeah, I think that's a great idea.'' I smiled at him.

''Awesome, I'll get changed. Clean this up will you?'' He shouted, running away, leaving me with the cleaning. I hated cleaning.

* * * *

''Where are we going exactly?'' I asked getting into Phil's car.

''Surprise.'' He winked.

* * * *

We strolled arm in arm to the waterfront, where the marina stretched out in front of us. It was such a pleasant afternoon.

As we head down the marina, the boats grew progressively larger. Phil lead me onto the dock and stopped in front of a huge yacht.

''I thought we'd go sailing. This is my dad's boat.'' He smiled. It must have been at least forty feet tall, with two sleek black hulls, a deck, a roomy cabin.

''It was built by my grandfather and his company.'' He said proudly.

''You never told me about this.'' I murmured, still in awe.

''I didn't think of it, as of recently.'' He smirked.

''What's her name?''