She's just that into you.
I think I'm doing a good job of pretending this isn't getting to me. It is, but I have no right to complain. I got what I wanted, and my boyfriend is alive and well. Adapting to suit his needs a little better is the least I can do to make up for getting him killed. I think after everything that happened, its what I owe him. Some peace and quiet
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We could go to Fiji! I like this. I'm not sure why it suddenly means so much to me, but it does. I really just want to get out of here and be alone with Sam for a few days. I think we'll enjoy that.
I love our friends, and Dan, and Arianna, but this could be really good for us. Nevermind how Arianna is still probably mad at me for what happened. Or how Dan is smart enough to know that I'm not telling him something, but doesn't know what. I'm genuinely not too concerned about how they're going to deal with us now, because I know that part will work out. I know things will work out with Sam too, but I think it'll take more effort to get our relationship to be better than it will to get them to stop being weird to us.
And as long as Sam and I have been together, we've never gone anywhere and just been alone. I've done it with other people, hell, I've had a honeymoon. But I never did anything like this with Sam, and I'd like to. It would be a first time thing for us, and we've had so many "firsts", this would be something to add to the list.
"I don't see why we can't. Let's go to Fiji."
"Alright." I smiled. "Lets go to Fiji." I kissed him once more before getting off of him, picking my cell phone up off of the nightstand, and getting my travel agent's number out of the address book.
I can get this done fast. And since we're going to a beach, I can pack in about five minutes or less, and I definitely won't need a suitcase for the small amount of clothing I plan to bring.
We're going to Fiji.
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