Chapter two hundred and seventy-four:

Isaac was lying on the sofa in their posh room at the inn. Whilst looking for something to quench his thirst, he had found a beer in the complimentary minifridge. Christy was putting around the room, sorting through the days purchases and removing tags from items of clothing, he sat down to watch a biography on the creator of star wars. He was only half interested, and no matter how hard he tried to focus on the television screen, his eyes still drifted partially closed.

He felt Christy climb over his feet and crawl up his body just as his eyes opened again to ward off the overwhelming urge to sleep.

“Sorry.” She said softly. “I didn’t want to wake you. I just wanted to nap too.”

“It’s okay.” He smiled and sat forward enough to meet her as she moved on top of him. He kissed her lips, moving his mouth against hers and urging her closer to him.

Their kisses broke, and she nestled into the tiny nook in between the back of the sofa and his right side.

“Honey, I hate to tell you this, but you taste like beer… and just the smell of it turns my stomach.”

“Sorry, C.” He half smiled. “I’ll stop drinking it, okay?” He placed his beer on the coffee table.

“You don’t have to do that… just don’t kiss me while you drink your beer.”

This brought a full smile to his lips, and he chuckled softly as he wrapped his arms around her body.

They were both silent for several moments.

“Baby?” Christy asked, after pressing her ear to his chest to listen to the steady thump of his chest.

“Yeah, C?” He asked, gently brushing a stray lock of hair behind her shoulder.

“Can you promise me something?” She asked coyly.

“Sure, C.” He smiled, gently kissing the top of her head.

“Can you promise not to go away like that again?”

He drew in a deep breath, “I… I don’t know if I can promise that… I can promise that I’ll try…”

“I know.” She pursed her lips tightly, unable to hide the hint of sadness in her voice. “I just missed you.”

“I missed you too.” He smiled, hugging her closer.

“Does this mean we can stay another couple of days?”

“I’d love to, but-“ He began.

“I know, I’m just being a pain in the ass.” She smiled and slipped her hand into his.

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Becky crossed the kitchen and stood next to Zac, dipping her hand into his bag of M&M’s.

Zac grinned. “So did you fix everything?”

Becky laughed. “What makes you think I fixed things?”

“You always do.” He draped an arm around her shoulders.

“I don’t think I fixed anything. I think they’re going to have to work this one out themselves.”

“So what was the big fight about?” He asked curiously.

Becky smiled at him. “I can’t tell you that. It’s their business, not ours.”

He pouted. “Aww… come on! Who am I going to tell?”

Becky laughed at him, leaned forward and kissed his cheek. “You know that doesn’t work on me…. I’m going for a swim. Want to come with?” She walked backward towards the patio doors.

“Are we swimming naked?” He asked excitedly, hopping down from the counter.

She lifted up her shirt quickly to flash him a peak of her new striped bikini top.

Zac laughed, and followed her out the door.

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