~*~*Chapter 35*~*~
"Last call for first class passengers boarding 1036!" the lady at the airport called.
"That's us!" Brian said, looking at Heather. Heather gave Monica a quick hug good-bye and Nick, also. She grabbed Brian by the hand.
"You ready?" Brian asked her.
"You bet!" Heather said with enthusiasm.
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About 16 hours later, the two of them were filing off the plane into the Hawaiian sun. The Hawaii airport buzzed with people as Heather and Brian grabbed their luggage. People stared at Brian, trying to name his familiar face. They made their way to the rental-car place. After waiting in line for what seemed like an hour, they drove to the Hawaiian Resort in their Mustang. Heather's hair blew in the wind and she looked over to see Brian trying to read the directions to the resort.
"Finally," Brian said as he pulled the car into the parking lot.
"Heather, you go check in while I get the luggage. I made a reservation under your name," Brian said.
"OK, I'll meet you inside," Heather said to Brian as she walked into the air-conditioned lobby. She made her way over to the front desk.
"Good day, how may I help you?" the man at the counter said.
"Hi, I have a reservation under 'Mason'," Heather said. The man typed a few things into the computer.
"Aah, yes. Heather Mason, is it?" he asked.
"Yup, that's me!" The man handed her the key to their room.
"Have a nice stay," the man said.
"Trust me, I will," Heather said with a laugh. She turned around and saw Brian walking in the door. She waved over to him, catching his attention. She waved the keys over his head.
"Where's the luggage?" Heather asked him when they were in the elevator.
"This guy said that he will bring it up," Brian said as they walked down the hallway to their room.
"Here we are!" Brian said, stopping in front of room 518. He unlocked the door and the two of them stepped in. Heather gasped.
"This is beautiful!" exclaimed Heather as she walked onto the balcony. Their view was breathtaking. She stepped into Brian's arms.
"I'm glad I'm here with you," Heather murmured into Brian's neck.
"Me, too." He said. He brought his face down to hers and kissed her lips. Heather closed her eyes as he kissed her jawline. Then, there was a knock at the door. Brian opened it and saw a man with their luggage. He quickly paid him.
"Let's go down to the beach," Heather said, rifling through her bag in search for her bathing suit.
"OK. Fine with me!" Brian said. Heather walked into the bathroom and found a hot tub.
"Very nice...." Heather said. She slipped into that sexy bikini and put her clothes back on top of her suit. Brian was standing on the balcony when Heather came up behind him. She kissed his bare shoulder.
"Let's go!"
~*~*Chapter 36*~*~
Brian and Heather splashed in the warm ocean for about three hours. They were having a blast, but storm clouds brewed above them. "We better get going," Brian said. They rinsed the sand of of them and returned back to their room. They both took quick showers and decided to go to the restaurant and grab some dinner. The dinner was very romantic with violins sweetly singing in the background. They looked at each other across the table with twinkling eyes. They sipped champagne, with the occasional stolen kiss.
When they were done, they quickly paid and took a walk downtown. Just a quiet little walk. It was late when they returned, so they tiptoed to their room, careful not to wake some of their sleeping neighbors. Once they stepped in the room, Heather turned on the light. Brian came around from behind her, and started to kiss her neck. Heather turned around and faced him, their lips brushing lightly. Heather kissed him passionately, not letting go. They fell onto the bed.
"I love you," Brian whispered, his hands sneaking into her shirt.
"I love you, too," she answered, lifting his shirt over his head. Brian kissed her collarbone before letting her shirt drop to the floor.
"You're so beautiful," Brian said as he kissed her all the way to the bottom of her stomach. She unbuttoned his pants, letting them slide to his ankles. He placed his hands on her hips and started to slip her shorts down her thighs when the fire alarm went off.
"What the hell...." Brian asked. They quickly scrambled for their scattered clothing and ran downstairs to the lobby. The lobby was packed full of people.
After about an hour, they were allowed to go back to their rooms.
"Now where were we?" Heather asked when they were alone.
"Right here, I think," Brian said. They got as far as they got before when someone knocked on the door.
"Now what?" Brian said in frustration as he hopped off of Heather and opened the door. Heather sighed and buttoned her pants again. She reached into her bag and pulled out a pair of boxers and a white tank top. She went into the bathroom to change. A few minutes later, Brian knocked on the door.
"What are you doing in there, Heather?" Brian asked.
"Getting dressed for bed," Heather replied. She looked at herself in the mirror. She thought about wearing a bra to bed, but decided against it.
'Brian won't mind,' Heather thought to herself.
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Brian crawled under the covers, kicking himself for letting her go. Brian thought that this would be THE night. But, instead, they kept getting interrupted, which put Heather out of the mood.
Heather opened the door of the bathroom and turned to him. She was wearing a little white tank top, showing some of her stomach and a little cleavage, enough to make Brian excited. She pulled down the covers and hopped in bed with Brian. She propped herself up on her elbows and scratched Brian's bare back with her fingernails, making him sleepier and sleepier.
"Good night, Brian," she said when his eyelids drooped into sleep.
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