Sara's POV

The silence that greeted us when Amy and I came to face the guys after we got dressed was the best reaction they could have given. The little stammer that Matt finally was able to get out made it even so much better. He looked so handsome in his chosen clothes and he was worried he was underdressed? No way hun, you and I together will look amazing tonight.

I was careful to not speak those last few words. That was no lust and want, that was a relationship sentence. He had acted so possessive earlier, making me wonder how he would be if he really as in a relationship. Would he be jealous? Would he want to know where his girlfriend was? Would he constantly show that I was his? I shook my head. No. I couldn’t think like that. Never. This was just a summer fling.

But why did he act like it wasn’t? He was acting a little weird, making plans with Brian. What the hell was that all about? I focused on the dock that was coming closer quickly and the young woman that was waiting for us there. They sure gave us the VIP treatment didn’t they?

The table was set beautifully, the spot was perfect, on the beach, looking over the ocean. Just as we wanted to sit down, the woman and Matt stood next to the table, motioning us to come along. I smiled widely, what kind of surprise would be waiting for us now? Did Matt requested something special?

I was too busy watching out where I put my feet to notice where we were going and then we suddenly stopped. I looked up and saw a little building that looked surprisingly much like a chapel. I saw something move from the corner of my eye and suddenly I had a little bouquet in my hands and Brian showed us a little box with rings. What was going on?

Then I finally picked up on the sounds around me, just in time to hear the woman say “….We are here for your and Miss Sara’s wedding. Everything is arranged and set just like planned.”

My head snapped up to Matt, who had a goofy smile on his face.

“I’m not going to marry you”

His smile faltered a little, but it was still there, friendly, kind, expecting. My heart was beating a thousand beats a minute.

“I’m not going to fucking marry you!” I let out a little louder.

I looked at Matt who’s face had fell, then turned to Amy and Brian who were both smiling widely.
“Come on Sara, don’t be a partypooper on a surprise planned especially for you” Brian chuckled. How could he think this was something good? Was there something wrong with his short term memory?
“Sara, I didn’t…” Matt started, looking at me pleadingly. I interrupted him.

“NO! I’m not going to marry you!!!”

I turned around and ran back onto the beach. A lot of thoughts running through my head. What was he thinking. We only knew each other for a week, this was supposed to be a summer fling, I wanted to forget my failed relationship, he wanted to forget his marriage and now he wanted to start a new one already?! I knew he was too good to be true, he had to have some mental problems. No one in their right mind would do something like this!

Without realizing I had made my way back to the docks. The guy that brought us to this island, still waiting at his little boat. He jumped up when he saw me and eyed my complete body, stopping at my breasts. Just what I needed! Some guy that only wanted to have sex with me. Holy fuck! What is wrong with men!

“Miss Sara! Can I help you?” He gave me a little nod. I panted from my run, and suddenly felt a little light headed.
“I would really like to sit for a second if that is okay”
“Of course miss, please take my seat” He got a little stool and took my hand to help me sit down, then he took a crate and sat opposite of me. Too close. Our knees were touching and he put his hand on my knee.

Before I could well shake it off, I heard Matt’s voice in the distance, calling my name. I looked up and saw him standing at the end of the dock. His expression immediately changing when he saw the guy’s hand. I quickly got up and put a step towards him, anger building up inside of me, now most of the shock was out of my body, I was just mad.

How could he lead me on like that?! We agreed! Only lust, no feelings whatsoever. I was already confused as hell with him being so kind, this didn’t make things better. But I couldn’t even get started, because with every step I made towards Matt his face clouded more and more.

“FUCK! I DON’T NEED THIS! Maybe he has a bed for you on that little raft of his!”

And with those few words Matt stormed off, leaving me even more confused than before.

In the distance I saw Amy and Brian walking towards the docks, stopping for a second and sharing a look on which Brian followed after Matt and Amy came walking towards me.

The boat guy was looking a little guilty as if it was all his fault and he stared at his hands, not sure of what to do next, I guess. So when Amy told him to leave us, he didn’t know how fast he had to get away, already running off the dock towards the beach.

“Wanna tell me what is going on?” I had sat down again, my head in my hands and Amy sat down too “Why did you panic?”
I looked at her baffled “Were you at the same place I was? That fool thinking I was marrying him?! Fucking hell Amy, you are supposed to be a smart woman!”
She chuckled and grabbed my hands.
“Sara, back up a little and analyze what just happened. Did Matt look as if he planned all this?”
The look in my eyes must have been confusion all over, because Amy didn’t wait for my answer.
“Matt didn’t plan this Sara, he didn’t know. Brian and I did. We thought it would be fun to get back to you two on making fun of us. It started as a joke when the captain of our yacht misunderstood something, but Brian and I saw the joke in it and went through with it. It’s not Matt’s fault.”

I stared into my best friend’s eyes and she was honest. She was always honest with me. Did I misinterpret all of this that much?
“So you wanna tell me what is really wrong? You never react this strongly. What is going on?”
“Nothing, I just… Matt was acting weird with the surprise thing and all… I just thought…”
For the first time in forever I wasn’t fully honest with Amy. I didn’t want to tell her about my confusion. It was better to not talk about it, it would go away by itself.

“I guess I have to apologize to Matt, huh?” I said quietly. That was a fact I really wasn’t looking forward to.
Amy smiled at me smug and chuckled “Yeah, good luck with that”

We walked back to the dinner table, Matt and Brian already waiting for us. Amy and Brian exchanged a look, when did they become this in sync? Matt had an angry look on his face and stayed exactly where he was, while Brian got up to give Amy a small kiss and pull out her chair for her to sit down. I moved my foot in the sand.
“Didn’t boat boy have some nice fresh fish for you to eat?” he smirked evilly.
“Matt… Can we talk for a minute?” He looked at me with raised brows “Alone?” I pressed. With a lot of sighs and groans he finally got up and walked towards a rock wall, not even waiting for me.

I shot Amy a look who just shrugged, but Brian smiled.
“He is a stubborn ass, but you have proven to appeal to him. So I would say, use your assets, Sara” he let out deviously.

Matt waited for me, his arms crossed over his chest.
“Was I just a money cow to you? Someone to pay this trip, buy you clothes, rent a yacht, a tropical island? Someone you can just leave for the first guy that comes on your path?” His tone was icy cold, but that voice was still doing strange things to my insides.
“No. I’m not like that” He gave me a look that showed me just what he thought of that. “I’m not!”
I moved in front of him and put my hands on his upper arms, drawing little circles on his biceps.
“I’m really sorry for my reaction. I jumped to conclusions. I didn’t pay attention and I thought you arranged for us to get married”
His eyes snapped to mine and the corners of his mouth pulled up a little, as if he was suppressing a smile.
“I didn’t read the signs right and Amy set me straight. I’m really sorry for overreacting” I let my right hand move up his arm, going over the side of his neck, until my hand was on his cheek and I forced him to look me in the eye “Are you willing to forgive me?”

His posture was still stiff, his arms still crossed “What about boat boy?”
I couldn’t fully keep my mouth from going into a smile, not because of the guy whose face I couldn’t even remember anymore, but the toddler fit reaction from Matt was kinda hilarious. Matt drew the wrong conclusions from my smile of course, his face immediately fell again.
“Boat boy is nothing to me. I needed to sit down, I was dizzy from running and giving that psycho bitch reaction” There did the smile come again “He offered me a seat. I didn’t even realize he had his hands on me until I saw you. I was too busy freaking out, you know?”

His face softened and he let his hands fall to his body.
“Well, are you going to forgive me? Or should I stay on this island, braid my hair, grow my beard and start talking to a volleyball?”
And there it was again, the smile, the dimpled one even and his hands on my hips.
“Okay… I’ll forgive you, but only because I think a beard only looks good on real men” He had a little twinkle in his eyes and I got so lost in them that I let out a little cry when he suddenly wrapped his arms around me and lifted me off my feet, stealing a kiss.
“Now come, let’s get some dinner before the Haners ate everything” He let me down and held out his hand to me, but I jumped on his back, letting him carry me back to the table.

I put my head to his back, only looking up when I heard Matt mutter
“Fucking hell! They are certainly playing the part, aren’t they?”

Brian’s POV

I watched Matt storm off, Sara following him quickly. I leaned back in my chair and wondered how long Matt’s resistance would take. From our little conversation just now, when I went to get him back to the table, I noticed he had developed a weak spot for the little blonde. Just like I had for the brunette next to me. As long as we both kept denying there was something going on, divorce after next week and everything would go back to normal. I cringed… I didn’t even like the thought… Fuck off… I pushed the thought to the back of my mind.

“Will he forgive her?” Amy’s soft voice sounded next to me and I turned to her. She looked at little worried and I leaned over to her, my hands grabbing hers.
“He will, he doesn’t want to be alone with us, he needs some distraction” I chuckled and leaned forward, capturing her lips with mine. A sigh escaped her and that made me smile in our kiss. “Are you happy?” I asked, when I moved away from her lips just an inch. I stared into her deep dark pools and put my hand on her cheek, caressing it softly with my thumb. Amy closed her eyes and seemed to linger in the feeling, then she nodded and spoke softly

“Yes, I am, is that weird? I mean, I feel like I can be fully me when I’m around you” She had just let out the last word when she snapped her eyes open and put her hand in front of her mouth, looking embarrassed all of a sudden “I didn’t want to say that. What are you doing with me?”
Her voice even had a little blame in it, as if I could help what was coming out of her mouth. I chuckled “Well excuse me, I’m very sorry for making you happy” I send her a wink and then put her face into my hands again, getting caught up in our deep stare “You are an amazing woman, so I wouldn’t want anyone but the real you. If I hadn’t already I could have married you for that” I joked, but my mind clicked.

“I like things, most women don’t do or won’t admit to do… but some day, some day I will find the perfect man, the man that will accept how I am, that will love me for who I am and who doesn’t mind that the first thing I do when I come home is putting my sweat pants on, and that I like to just drink a beer in the evening and not a wine or champagne, that I don’t always wear make-up and that I sometimes like to have a real dinner, with lots of meat and not just a salad and that I want a Large portion of popcorn when I’m at the cinema.”

This wonderful woman was summing up all these things I didn’t think of as weird, I was making a list in my head, thinking that should be the specifics of my next girlfriend, when suddenly I felt Amy’s lips crash on mine. Her lips were tasting so good, her tongue so demanding trying to get into my mouth. There was no way I was letting this woman go tonight, I wanted her badly. She was refreshing I thought in my clouded mind.

There was something lingering in my brain, but I couldn’t quite grab it yet. After a long make out we both came up for air. “You are an amazing woman Amy! I’m happy you are all that you just summed up. Maybe I should set you as the standard.” She looked at me with a goofy happy smile and inched closer again “Why set me as the standard when you can have me…. The standard” her lips crashed down on mine again, open mouth this time, ready for me to posses her. And then my brain finally made the connection and I roughly moved away from her.
“You are right! Amy! You should be my girlfriend! I mean… I want all the things you are and you need a man that can take good care of you. We would be perfect together. We would never ever break up!”

The plan sounded like the best in my intoxicated head and I could imagine it... Her and me, kids, dogs, house, the works. I kissed her like I never kissed anybody else and then realized I would never ever kiss anybody else. I let my hands roam over Amy’s body, ready to tear her clothes of her body and take what was mine. I would make her see she would never need anybody else but me. I was sure she would see it the same way.

I suddenly got pulled from Amy’s warmth and looked at Matt, who stood next to us, his arm wrapped around Amy’s friend.

“Gates! Look! Did you know you can get married for free in the chapel next door? By an Elvis impersonator man! It would be so fucking cool!” Matt was jumping in excitement. He always got like that when he was drunk.
“Then go do it if you think it would be so cool, leave me alone” I turned back to Amy again, my mouth ready to devour hers again.
“Briannn” Matt whined again, the woman next to him, giggling loudly.
“I can’t marry him, I just broke up with my asshole ex, the one I had for 6 years.” The woman… uhm… Sara laughed.
“He was your ex for 6 years?” I asked dumbly, knowing that what I was saying was wrong in so many ways. Matt and Sara only laughed, but didn’t leave.
“And I can’t marry her, because the ink on my divorce papers isn’t even dry yet” Matt added in a duh voice.

I looked at Amy again, her lips swollen from our kissing, her eyes large and adoring, her hands on my shoulders. For a moment I forgot Matt and Sara standing next to us and kissed her again. I just couldn’t not do it. Our kiss was deep and way more meaningful than the previous ones. I felt so much connection with her at that time, in my beer induced brain, and I saw it as a sign. I was already convinced we would be perfect, I was already so convinced that we would never break up again, that all the glasses of beer made a choir in my head and sang….

MARRYYYYY HERRRRR

Yes! It was a terrific idea. I would proof her that shall not be named that I was able of a commitment and I would have the perfect wife. Forever by my side. I backed away a little and looked into Amy’s eyes “Marry me?” I whispered. She smiled widely and kissed me wildly. I’ll take that as a yes.
“You should ask me properly… You won’t get disappointed” She whispered against my lips. I lifted her from my lap and put her on the chair. Then I turned to Matt, who gave me a little string that he bound to a ring quickly. I kneeled down on one knee and grabbed Amy’s hand.

“Amy, would you please marry me?”

When she nodded shyly with a smile on her face I put the string around her finger and caught her in my arms, kissing her deeply. Everything felt right at that moment and I didn’t even register Matt and Sara jumping, dancing and yelling around us. I was going to marry this amazing woman and we would stay together until the end of times.

“That is why I married you” I broke our kiss when the realization hit me and the moment swirled through my head. Amy looked at me confused “What?”
“That is why I married you, because you told me all these things you rather do, you got embarrassed about telling me. And all I could think about was how that should be the standard for my future girlfriends. Someone like you”
Amy looked at me shocked. She probably hoped I didn’t remember her telling me all that, she got that ashamed look on her face again. I caressed her face.
“Don’t be embarrassed. I decided to go for the standard, the original. I knew we would be good together”

I put my arm around her waist and pulled her on my lap and then I slowly touched her lips with mine to confirm my statement. I licked her lips and she opened up to me, our tongues moving around each other slowly. Our arms were wrapped around each other’s body, pulling each other closer and closer not letting an inch come between us anymore.

This was the reason we were here in the first place and right now I didn’t even care if it was real or not, because at this moment… It felt pretty damn real to me.

Notes

Sooo... now we know who asked who marry ?!
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