For the next few minutes, they talked about anything and everything concerning their trip to Belize. Suddenly, the next morning seemed forever away. “I can’t wait to be in Central America,” he said as he looked at her. Just then, she heard a knock on the door. Daniel looked at her and smiled before he walked to the door. Erica heard hushed conversations before Daniel walked back in pushing a trolley in front of him. She looked up at him as he poured her a cup of the steaming spicy tea.
“I have a feeling I am going to regret this,” she said as he held the cup out to her.
“Just try it,” he said with a smile. Erica rolled her eyes and inhaled the sweet spicy aroma. She hated admitting it but it smelled pretty damn great. He was looking at her as she took a sip.
“Holy freaking fuck,” she said under her breath before she took another long sip.
“I hate to tell you this, but I told you so,” he said with a smile. She looked at him and took another sip. She then closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair as she drank every last drop. Daniel was looking at her, a satisfied smile on his face. “I’ll just leave you to your tea-gasm,” he said before he walked out of the room.
Chapter 9
As they traveled to Belize, Erica was feeling her creative juices flowing. As she looked at her computer screen, it was almost as if it was calling out to her, for her to put down every single thought she had. At some point, she was almost afraid that she was typing too fast and too loud. She looked at her screen and smiled as every thought she had just flowed out of her…
When I was taken to La Quebrada, I thought, why would a safe person like me choose to go to a place like that? Why would I want to be out in the wild? I would much rather stay indoors and read a book, even on vacation. Yeah, I am that sad. But Acapulco proved more than enough to get me out of the cocoon I was in. And La Quebrada was just the first step.
La Quebrada, which translates to ravine or gorge in Spanish, is by far my favorite tourist attraction in Mexico. The attraction which has been dazzling people since 1934 is ideal for the safe people like me and the more daring people who get off on jumping off ledges forty to fifty feet high.
She was on fire as she went on typing and uploading photos. It was like a switch in her had suddenly come on and was not about to go off until she was done…
And finally, the clifftop bar of the Hotel Los Flamingos. Something about dining as you breathe in the fresh sea breeze and looking down at the most perfect picturesque landscape just gets your insides tingling. There is a lot to do and see in and around Acapulco but this bar is definitely the cherry on top. (Especially their signature cocktails. Just don’t plan to drive for twelve to forty eight hours because once you get started, you are not going to be leaving any time soon. And to prove it here is a picture of the pineapple juice with rum and coconut crème).
She took a long deep breath as she looked at her screen. This was it. This was going to be her first online diary post. A smile played on her lips as she uploaded the document she had so passionately written. This was it. This was her own idea of perfection.
“Name of the blog…” she wondered as she looked at the computer screen. She had not thought this far into the future. She had no idea what she was supposed to call her new website. “My way or no way,” she thought but then shook her head. That was as corny as ever. She needed something special, something unique. “The Hayes Way,” she said under her breath.
“What? Did you say something?” Daniel who had been deeply engrossed in the in-flight entertainment asked taking off his headphones.
She looked at him and smiled. “I just created my website,” she said proudly.
“Is that right? What is it called?”
“The Hayes Way?” she said looking at him.
“I like the sound of that,” he said with a smile. He looked at the screen and raised an eyebrow. “And it doesn’t look girly at all,” he added as he looked at the black background website. She looked at him and shook her head.
“What is that supposed to mean? Just because I’m a girl, I’m supposed to have chosen a flowered background?” she asked. He smiled and shrugged.
“Well, most girls would tend to do that,” he said as he looked at the computer screen. “Well, this is beautiful baby. I’m really proud of you,” he said as he reached for her neck. He pulled her down and kissed her softly. She was proud of herself too. She could feel her heart beating hard as she put the computer away. She leaned back in her seat and looked at Daniel.
“You know, by the time we go back home, we are going to be so fucked up,” she said.
“Why?” he asked.
“The different time zones,” she said.
“Yeah, we keep on losing and gaining time. Actually I don’t even know what time zone we are in now,” he smiled.
“I think we are headed to a central time zone,” she said. “If I’m not wrong, it’s UTC minus six.”
“Look at you, the time zone expert,” he said. She smiled.
“The company I worked for had a lot of international clients. So you kind of had to know exactly what time zone they all were. I mean, you don’t want to conference call a client and find him banging his mistress or anything,” she added with a smile. He looked at her and smiled.
“Yeah that would be awkward,” he said. She looked at him and smiled. “A few more hours and we will be in Belize,” he said as he looked out the window.
“Thank God. I desperately need a shower,” Erica said with a smile.
“Well, you have to wait for a couple of hours,” he said.
“Too long,” she frowned.
“You know two hours is the length of Blended, the Adam Sandler movie,” he said as he scrolled on her screen. She put on her headphones and interlaced her fingers with his, as she prepared herself to watch the movie.
*****
The whole idea of watching the movie was actually the only thing that got her through the last two hours of the flight. It was nine in the evening when the plane touched down in Philip S. W. Goldson International Airport. The drive to the hotel was just a short forty minutes and when they got to their room Erica was not surprised to find that Daniel had once more asked for a suite. She was obviously impressed as she looked around their suite. As far as she was concerned, each suite seemed to be so much better than the last. There was just something special about Belize that just got to her. Or maybe it was just the room…she was not sure.
“Oh my God,” she whispered under her breath when she saw the bathroom. She was still looking at the bathroom when Daniel walked in.
“So, do you like it?” he asked as he put his hands on her shoulders.
“Like it? I love it” she said in a small voice. “I want to get married to this room and have little rooms like this.”
“I’m glad you like it. I made sure they reserved the best VIP suite,” he said as he kissed her neck softly.
Erica frowned. “The best VIP suite? Wouldn’t that be the presidential suite?”
“No, you said that the whole presidential suite thing was a bit too much for you so I went for the VIP suite,” he said.
She turned around and looked into his eyes.
“So, if this is the VIP suites, shouldn’t it be the only one? I mean…” she started.
“The hotel has five VIP suites. And because I have a VIP with me, I had to make sure that I had the best VIP suite,” he said as he held her waist. She was smiling as he kissed her. “Are you tired?” he asked in a whisper when he pulled back. She looked into his eyes and shook her head.
“I could do with a shower though,” she said. He smiled and nodded. “Actually, scratch that. I think I’ll just have a nice long bath,” she added as she looked at the huge tub. “Seriously, I could have a family function with all my cousins in that tub. Barbecue and all,” she said as she looked at the tub. Daniel laughed and walked out of the bathroom.
“I’ll get us some dinner…breakfast…whatever,” he called out from the bedroom area.
“Great,” she called as she stripped down and started the water in the tub. She first walked to the shower and stood under the running water. She loved the way the water felt running down her scalp, to the crack of her ass. She loved how good the water felt against her tired skin. When she finally, finished herself off, she looked at the array of shower gels and oils and sighed.
“Which one?” she wondered as she looked at the various bottles. She shrugged and grabbed two bottles before she poured in equal amounts of the gels. “Whoa…” she thought as she inhaled the rich lavender scent. She then wrapped her wet curls in a towel before she stepped into the tub. She leaned against the back of the tub and closed her eyes. She was not sure how long she had been in the water when Daniel walked into the bathroom.
He spent a long minute looking at her, his hands crossed over his chest. He could not help but think how lucky he was to have her. He walked back to the main area of the suite and put on some music before he walked back to the bathroom. He looked at her and slowly took off his clothes and let each item drop to the floor before he walked over to the tub. He looked at her naked body and then slowly ran his finger up her arm. She opened her eyes and looked up at him.
“Scooch over,” he said in a whisper. She moved and let him climb in behind him. He had his legs spread, allowing her to move back into his body. She leaned over when she felt his hand on her back. He reached for a loofah and began running it on the surface of her back.
“That feels so good,” she said in a whisper. It was at that moment that she became aware of the sweet music that was playing in the suite. “But maybe I should be the one doing that seeing that I already had a shower before I came in here.”
“Are you complaining?” he asked and she forced out a laugh.
“No way. I would never do that,” she said in a soft voice. He looked down at her and pressed his lips into her temple. “I love this. It feels great,” she said in a low voice.
“It feels perfect.”
She leaned back on him and let him hold her close.
“What are we doing baby?” she suddenly said.
“We are having fun, right? Isn’t this just great? One big long vacation?” he asked but she was shaking her head.
“And then what? What are we going to do? I mean Seattle, Philadelphia?” she asked without turning around. Daniel took a long deep breath.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” he said in a low voice.
“But we are almost at that bridge Daniel. We can’t keep doing this forever,” she said sadly. He ran his hands up and down her arms and sighed heavily.
“Don’t. Please baby, just don’t,” he said kissing her forehead again. She looked at him and shook her head. “Let’s just take it each day as it comes.”
“I still feel like we need to figure something out because…” she started but she could not bring herself to finish the sentence. There was a tear rolling down her cheek. He looked down at her and brushed off the tear. “What if we can’t make it work?” she asked in a small voice. Daniel brought his hand up to her neck and then gently wrapped his fingers around her neck. She felt like he was completely hers and she was completely his.
He kissed her temple again softly and then pulled his hand away from her neck before he got out of the tub. He grabbed a towel from the towel rack and wrapped it around his waist before he walked out of the bathroom. He was breathing hard as he sat on the edge of the bed. For almost an entire month, he had chosen to live like the reality of his life didn’t exist but what Erica said had struck a nerve. She was right. He looked up as she walked into the room dressed in a towel. Her head was still wrapped in a towel. She looked at him and shrugged. “You know I’m right,” she said in a soft voice. He looked up at her and nodded.
“I meant it when I said I loved you,” he said.
“I know,” she smiled and nodded.
“So, then you know that I would go to the moon and back for you, right?” he said and she nodded. “Then you know that I will sell my soul if it means that’s what I have to do in order to make this work,” he said in a soft voice. He stood up and walked up to where she was. “I promise you,” he added in a whisper as he put his hands on her waist.
“That sounds really good,” Erica said in a soft voice. He looked at her and tugged at her towel making it drop to the floor. She looked at him as she pulled her towel off revealing her curls.
“Your hair…” he started.
“Yeah, this is what it looks like without the curling irons and the hair dryers,” she said as she touched one of her curls. “Why? You don’t like it?” she asked.
Daniel smiled and shook his head.
“I love it,” he said in a soft voice. He slipped his hand behind her neck and looked into her eyes before he lowered his head and met her lips in a long deep kiss. She let her hand slip down to his waist and pulled off the towel. He took a step forward and held her against his damp body as he kissed her even deeper.
“Do you have condoms?” she asked in a whisper when he began kissing her neck. He nodded and pulled away from her. She sat on the bed as he walked to the closet and took a condom from his bag before he walked back to the room. He looked down at her as he rolled on the condom. She knew he was probably wondering why she was asking him to put on a condom yet she had let him cum inside her just days before. But he didn’t want to bring that up, not right now. She spread her legs and looked at him as he climbed onto the bed. She could almost feel her heart beating hard in her chest. She was breathing hard as she looked up at him, hovering over her as he brought his face down to kiss her. He let a hand slip down to feel the wetness that was her opening. It was too good for her to keep silent. His lips were on hers as he began pushing himself into her. She exhaled into his mouth and tightened the grip around his shoulders.
“You…you’re so tight. Are you okay?” he asked as he looked down at her. She nodded and looked up at him. “Sure?”
“I want it. I want this,” she said as he began working more of him inside her. She spread herself wider and laid back, trying hard not to tremble under him as he moved in and out of her, slowly and surely. She was feeling herself stretching more and more to accommodate his length and every moment she felt him go deeper inside her was making her unravel.
“Oh baby,” he murmured as he moved in and out of her. “What have you done to me?” he was moaning as he went on fucking her. He loved the way she felt around him. She was such a perfect fit for his larger than life cock and he was almost crying out as he moved in and out, harder and harder; each thrust deeper than the last. She held him tightly as she felt herself close to her end.
“Oh God…Daniel,” she moaned as she struggled to get herself in check.
“Come for me, baby. Just let go,” he moaned into her ear and that was it. His words were her undoing. She cried out and felt herself releasing all around his cock, coming apart into a million little fragments underneath him. He was not close behind. He suddenly called out her name and thrust hard into her as he emptied himself into her waiting pussy. She was panting when she finally felt him go rigid on top of her. He kissed her softly as she felt him pulling himself out of her. She looked at him panting. It was like every time with him was a whole new experience. He looked at her and smiled before he brushed off his hair from his face. “So, condoms, huh?” he asked, still breathing heavily. She nodded.
“I know with last time…” she started before she took a deep breath. “That was already taken care of. My…aunt Irma already visited,” she said. He frowned for a few seconds and then it hit him.
“Oh Aunt Irma,” he said nodding.
“But we have to visit a clinic, soon,” she said. He nodded. “You know just so we can officially be in a committed monogamous relationship,” she added.
“Isn’t that what we have been doing?” he asked.
She smiled. “You heard me say officially, right?” “Whatever you want,” he said as he looked at her. “I wi
ll go to the moon and back, remember?” he asked again. She smiled and nodded as he got off the bed. He kissed her softly and began walking towards the bathroom. But somehow, even after that crazy session of lovemaking, he couldn’t shake the fact that Erica had been right. They needed to figure something out.
Chapter 10
Erica was nervous as she and Daniel rode in the cab to the hospital. She was having second thoughts but something told her that she was just antsy. It was just the fact that she was getting into yet another relationship. The last one had ended so badly that every time she thought about it, she just wanted to cry out. She looked at Daniel and took a long deep breath.
“What? You okay?” Daniel asked as he brushed off a curl from her face.
“Just getting a strange sense of déjà vu,” she said as she looked out the window. Daniel took her hand and squeezed it gently.
“Hey,” he started as he brought her hand to his lips. He kissed her hand softly. “Hey, look at me,” he said as he looked at her. “I am not Eli. I am nothing like him.”
She smiled as she looked into his eyes. She knew he was right. He was absolutely nothing like Eli. He didn’t even come close to what an asshole Eli was like. She forced out a smile.
“I know,” she said in a soft voice.
“Good. Then don’t worry,” he said with a smile. “Or are you having second thoughts?” he asked as he raised one eyebrow over the other.
She shook her head.
“I’m just really scared. Things are moving so fast and…” she never got to finish that sentence. Daniel had leaned over and claimed her lips in one long, lingering kiss.
“Well, things may move fast but I am most definitely enjoying the ride,” he said in a whisper. She looked into his eyes and smiled. Even with the jet lag and exhaustion in his eyes, she could still see the honesty in his eyes that made her relax. “I love you,” he said in a soft voice.
“I love you too,” she replied as she looked at him. Just then the cab pulled up in front of the hospital. “Are you ready for this?” she asked.
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