When The Stars Align

Chapter 63

It took us five long hours to land in Honolulu, then a bus was waiting to take us to our resort. We traveled just like any other couple and any other people; I loved that simplicity on James. We could see that many couples in there were newlyweds like us, others were just simple tourists on vacations. I sat by the window to enjoy the view and James made his way with his chin on my shoulder so he could see outside too. Even though he had been there before on vacation, he had never been to that side of island and I was amazed at the green landscapes.

"Are you ok now?" James asked as I felt a bit sick during the flight.

"Yes, I am ok now. I guess the kid didn't enjoy being up in the air that much." I smiled at him.

"Wasn't the sickness supposed to be gone?"

"Not really. Sometimes it lasts longer. And this is ok, I mean when I was pregnant with Sarah I could barely eat, and this sickness was there every day." I explained. Talking about being pregnant with Sarah made him put his eyes on the floor.

"I wish I could have been there for her the way I am here for this baby." He said.

"Oh babe..." I said kissing his cheek. "Don't say that because you make me feel so guilty."

"Don't be...but..."

"I know..." I whispered with my guiltiness thermometer going up.

Soon the bus parked in front of a luxurious building. That had to be good as it was costing us 2000$ a night. The guide announced we had reached the destiny and we began to get out of the bus. Dozens of men in a white suit came to help us with the bags, there were one for each couple, ours grabbed a stroller and put our bags in it, then he took us to the reception so we could check in. That was a guy's work, so I let James go while I am offered an orange juice. The man waited by his side and James took care of everything we needed, then they came back to me.

"What are you drinking?" James asked.

"Orange juice, want a bit? A guy offered me one when you went to the reception." James sipped on my juice and then curled an eyebrow.

"A guy?" He asked.

"A guy from the hotel silly." I giggled. He nodded and then grabbed my hand.

"Our thing is not here at the main building; we have to follow him." And so we walked behind the guy who took us to a car, similar to a golf cart and he took us up to our bungalow. James and I chose more privacy. It didn't take long until the guy left us in front of our home for the next week. All made in wood, with a garden and a porch. There were a table and 4 chairs on the porch. The guy opened the front door and my jaw almost dropped. It was amazingly beautiful.

"Wow..." I said looking around.

"Like it?" James asked me.

"It's amazing babe. " I said looking down at the fantastic view over a blue ocean. James tipped the man and he left, closing the door behind him. He came from behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me against his body.

"It's absolutely gorgeous isn't it?" He kissed my neck.

"Yes, and we have direct access to the beach, look at the stairs in there." I pointed. We made a small tour around our luxurious little house, marveled with every detail. The room was on first floor, occupying all of it, just with a space for a bathroom with a Jacuzzi. The windows in the room led to a balcony with a huge view over the golf camps and the beach, there was not a noise, everything was deliciously silent. Other bungalows were not close or couldn't be seen, it looked like we were all alone in the middle of nature, but I could see some people at the beach from up there, still incredibly happy with the place.