Sara POV
The shower I took had been very refreshing. I felt reborn. Matt made me realize that I was a complete bitch last night, and of course, I kinda knew that already when I did it, but he really made me see… And then rewarded me for getting to the right conclusion…

I smiled at the thought, while I gathered my stuff to leave the room. What was it about that man, that he knew exactly what I needed, without even asking. I sighed as I closed the door behind me. Matt was just right for me, he would have been an amazing boyfriend if we would have met in different circumstances. But would he even have looked at me?

Maybe it was a good thing this would be our last day together and I would be flying back home tomorrow. I was thinking stuff like having him as a boyfriend? It was ridiculous. He would never be my boyfriend and I was stupid for even thinking it. Damn, I wish he didn’t confuse me like this. Keeping up happy, carefree Sara was pretty tiring.

Deep in thought I entered the elevator, not even looking who was in it.

“Are you back to normal or was it the bitch that got out of bed this morning?” Amy’s voice made me look up and see that we were in the elevator together. She looked rested, but where was Brian?
“He is already at breakfast, he had to arrange a few things. We are fine by the way, in case you were wondering” She leaned back and folded her arms over her chest, waiting for me to take the first step.

“Listen Amy… I’m sorry for ruining your night, I really am, but I’m not sorry for sticking up for you.” She raised her brows at me and stared me down. “What?!”
“You can’t do this every time you feel somebody is hurting me Sara. I can take care of myself you know?”
I sighed, this was the discussion we had every morning after the bitch came out to play and it always happened again, I couldn’t help it.
“You need to apologize to Brian” Amy’s voice was calm and stating a fact. Her voice told me there was no way she would give in on this one. The elevator door opened and we walked into the lobby. I sure as hell wouldn’t apologize to Brian fully, I would make my way around it, finding something that would make everyone happy and I was already on my way to the restaurant when Amy stopped me.

She dragged me to the side and forced me to sit down.
“Promise you will apologize. For me.” I nodded, avoiding her eyes. She knew I couldn’t refuse her anything. She knew I would comply to anything she asked me for.

For a moment we just sat there in silence.
“What happened last night? Matt didn’t look too happy when he took you away?”
“He wasn’t. We talked, he told me I was a bitch and a pain in the ass. Nothing new there, right?” I let out a fake laugh. Amy just stared at me with a knowing look. I got shy under her eyes. I knew she was looking right through me, like she always was. The bitch only came out on two occasions. When I was protecting Amy and when I was protecting myself, and this bitch fit was of large proportions.

“Matt was very disappointed” I continued softly “It kinda scared me, they way he looked at me. I never saw him like that.”
Amy took my hands in hers and gave them a little squeeze. “Talk to me… We’ve been talking about Brian and me all the time, you can’t get away now. Come on. I’m not used to you keeping things from me”

I stared at our hands, I didn’t want to meet Amy’s eyes. I knew she would see more in them than I was willing to tell her, more than I would even know about myself. But she didn’t let me get away this time. I knew I would have to tell her something eventually and this was her telling me she had let me get away with my bullshit until now. But now… She wanted answers.

“This morning, I was thinking on how he just knows what to say. Knows what to do. Knows what I need before me even telling him. I realized we just fit and for a second I was wondering what would have happened if we met under different circumstances” I felt heat coming over my cheeks when I finally found Amy’s eyes. When she didn’t say anything I added the last disturbing thought that had crossed my mind “I was thinking he would have made the perfect boyfriend”

“Oh Sara” Amy’s voice was full of care and worry.

I took my hands from her grip and got up, pacing up and down, putting my hands through my hair.
“You are having feelings for him” Amy stated softly, no judgment in her voice, just a fact, something she observed.

I stood still and sat down again, looking at her, really looking at her, for the first time now.
“I’m not sure, Amy… You really think I… you know… I’m falling for him? I mean, it could be just me mixing up feelings, right?” I heard the hope in my voice. I needed her to agree with me. To tell me I was just mixing up feelings, but her eyes told me everything I didn’t want to hear before she even spoke the words.
“You are falling for him, Sara, I see it in your eyes. I see it in the way you behave. You were the same in the first weeks you met Marc.”

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I couldn’t use this. No! I didn’t want to, so this wasn’t happening. I was able to live through one day more without throwing myself at his feet in a hot mess of feelings. I had been keeping this to me for 2 weeks now. I would be able to hold it a few more days. After we went back home I never would have to see him again and I would grow out of it. No problem at all.

“We are not talking about this anymore. Never. This topic is done” I said calmly as I got up again. Amy was opening her mouth, but I held up my hand, stopping her from saying even one word.
“No. This was the last of it. We are not speaking about it. Amy, promise me”

“I promise, under one condition” An evil smile came over her face and I knew what she was about to say, damnit!
“You are going to apologize to Brian. Really apologize. And you are going to do it now”

We had walked towards the restaurant in the meantime and I saw Brian and Matt sitting at a table. I slowed down my pace, not wanting to do what I had to do, but Amy forced me to the table. Brian looked like crap, black circles under his eyes and everything.

“Sara… Now… Or I will have another subject to talk about” Amy whispered in my ear.
“Fine!” I said as I sat down next to Matt. I plastered a smile on my face, a smile that hurt my cheeks on how fake it was, but Brian didn’t know me well enough to notice, right?

I shot Amy a look, hoping she would let me off the hook, but she just nodded at me. Damn! Ah well, here goes.
“Brian, I’m sorry for ruining the dinner yesterday. I shouldn’t have acted out like that and I wanted to apologize”
I wasn’t really apologizing for what I did, but I did say sorry right? I’m sorry Amy, but that was the best I can do and again… Brian really didn’t know me, he wouldn’t recognize anyway.

His eyes narrowed though and he didn’t accept yet… hmmm… maybe he could read me better than I thought. I stared at him and he at me. I wasn’t adding anything to it. This was what I had to do, so this was what I did.

“Sara?”
Shit, she noticed, didn’t she? I looked at Matt sideways and then quickly at Amy, who shot me a knowing look. Okay, okay.
“I apologize for what I said and I know that shouldn’t put my nose into Amy and your business…”

I turned to Amy. I needed to tell her one more thing about all this and I wanted Brian to hear it too. She could make me apologize, but she couldn’t stop me from wanting to protect her.
“Even though I would do it again if needed, you are my best friend and I am there to protect you, deal with it”

Matt chuckled next to me and that delightful sound made my insides jump. Calm down in there! Nothing going on, just a chuckle. But such a nice chuckle. I looked at Matt, enjoying the way his lips were curled up in a smile now.

“I accept your apology.”

That asshole broke my lovely train of thoughts. Damn it, and I needed to like him? Not like this I would. Nobody could stop what I was going on about in my mind. That was mine and nobody else’s.

Matt’s arm snaked around my chair and he leaned in to whisper to my ear.
“Drink your coffee, we will leave in a minute, we will have a proper breakfast when we get there”
I turned to him, realizing he hadn’t really moved away from me and we were really close.
“Where are we going?” I whispered, barely able to get any words out, with him so close to me.
“That’s a surprise, just for us two. I know you will like it. Come on, drink up”
He wanted to turn away from me, but I put my hand on his cheek and softly kissed his lips “Okay”

I heard chairs pushed back and saw Amy and Brian stand up. Brian immediately getting a hold of Amy’s hand.
“Amy and I have dance class, we will see you later” Brian said, his voice not as enthusiastic as I would think for someone who planned the day himself. Amy looked highly unhappy. She couldn’t dance. Like at all…

Matt got up and took my hand in his
“Come on, we got a nice day ahead of us.”
“Can’t we just go to that dance class? And observe? I mean, Amy can’t dance at all, it would be so much fun!” I giggled.

“Neither can Brian, but I don’t want to spend the day with the married couple” He pulled me to his body and kissed me deeply, making me weak in the knees “Do you?”
I could only shake my head as he took me with him, I really didn’t trust my voice.

I was in fucking deep shit, but today I wouldn’t think about it. Today I would enjoy my company.

Brian’s POV
“Were you serious with the dance class? Or was that just your way of getting away from Sara and Matt?”
I stopped to look at her “Well… I was serious, don’t you like it?” I really hoped she wouldn’t say no, because there was not much else for me to go on at this moment. I needed to wait for the hotel to come up with a few more things and if I didn’t do something with her immediately, I was afraid she would find my friends and our day would definitely be over before it even started. But the look on her face wasn’t really a sign of a positive answer.

“Well… I… I don’t really dance you know” she hesitantly let out. I sighed in relieve. That I could convince her on. I took both her hands in mine and pulled her a little tighter to me.
“Guess what… I don’t either, but it is a class.. Maybe we’ll learn a thing or two and if not… We can always laugh over the other people in class trying, right?” A smile came over Amy’s face and the twinkle in her eyes got even brighter.
“I’d like that! Lead the way, Mr. Haner”

We made our way over to the reception to ask for the exact location of the dance class. The woman at the reception pointed us in the right direction.
“Mr. Haner, I got the…” Shit! She couldn’t tell me about the other activities now. Amy would know I didn’t arrange anything for today.
“If you have any more information, please send it to my phone”
“Well enough, Mr. Haner. I will. Enjoy danceclass”

The room where the dance class would be was in the basement and we made our way over to the elevator to make our way down. The elevator binged and revealed a sleepy looking Zack. He was rubbing his eyes and hadn’t notice us yet. I would make sure he wouldn’t either. I pulled Amy’s hand and dragged her behind one of the pillars in the lobby. I pushed her against it and pushed my body to hers immediately, shielding her from Zack’s prying eyes. That asshole would stick himself to us and never leave us alone again. I would be doing everything I in my power to not see Zack today. I wasn’t share Amy today, no way in hell.

“Brian, what are you doing?” Amy’s breath tickled against my face.
“I just realized it had been far too long before I did this” I cupped her face with both hands and let my mouth crash to hers. I kissed her hard and demanded entrance. Her arms snaked around my neck and found their way in my hair.

“Oh wow” Amy let out when we finally broke apart.
“You can say that again” I smirked. I carefully looked in to the lobby to see if the coast was clear, before I dragged Amy to the staircase. Every few steps I pulled her to me and kissed her again. It had been far too long since I could do this without getting all these weird looks. Spending the day with Amy alone was the best decision I had made in a long time.

We entered a large room, the floor was smooth, one wall was covered in mirrors and soft music was playing. A tall guy with dark hair came over to us, shook my hand and kissed Amy’s. I raised my brow, who the hell did this guy think he was?
“Mr. and Mrs. Haner? How lovely for you attend one of our classes. You were lucky one of the couples backed out” Shit, couldn’t this guy just shut up?! Amy didn’t seem to notice though, she was just smiling brightly at the guy. Oh come on! This was ridiculous!

I put my arm around Amy’s should possessively and looked at the guy, challenging him to make another move on my wife.
“My wife and I are very happy we could join too, we are both the worst dancers and we really needed some refreshing. Are we the first?” I checked my watch, seeing the class was starting in only 5 minutes. How rude of the other pairs to only come in at the last minute.

The man chuckled “This is a private class. Didn’t you request it when you booked?” I shook my head slowly “Well, they at least should have told you. But it is a good thing, especially because you just told me you both could need some good instructions”

Amy’s smiled had faltered and she was looking downright scared now.
“Honey, you can’t dance in that shoes. Let me get you another pair.” The man disappeared from the room and I turned to Amy.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. But how hard can it be? Right?”
“Brian… I’m really bad… I don’t have any sense in dancing rhythm, maybe we should just cancel?
“No… I told you I had this day planned out and we are going to do it. No way I’m giving up now. I’m bad too, but he is here to teach us. Come on. We can do it. Together” I held my hand out to her and she put hers in mine. I brought our connected hands up to my mouth and put a kiss on it.

“Hold on kids, don’t get into it too much. Dancing will arouse you enough as it is. Here, both of you, put this on.”
The man handed us both a pair of shoes, and I opened my mouth to tell the dumbass he didn’t even asked for our sizes, but he held up his hand to stop me.
“Don’t even start, it’s the right size, trust me. Occupational hazard.”

Amy and I both slipped into the shoes and made our way over to the middle of the dance floor, both uneasy, looking around, not knowing what to do now.
“Good. My name is Ron and I will teach you a thing or two. Believe me, I had people in here that got even less of this than you two, I mean, you both were able to keep vertical during the whole time you were here. Let me tell you, you are not even in the bottom 10” Amy giggled and she seemed to relax a little.

“Dancing is nothing more than walking on music. Everyone can do it.” He walked around Amy and me, putting us opposite of each other, my one arm around her waist, my other hand, holding hers up on the other side. “Most people dance in their jobs every day, without even realizing it. For example, Brian, what do you do for a living?” Amy started laughing.
“What is so funny honey?” Ron asked her with a confused look on his face.
“Just wait for it” Amy let out in between laughs. I really didn’t see the fun in it and I was even more hesitant to tell now.
“You better tell me, because right now I’m imagining you being a gigolo or something”
Amy was crying in laughter now, and I was happy she found it so funny, I thought mockingly.
“I’m a guitarist in a famous metal band”
“Oh boy… I get why you are laughing now, sweetheart. There is hardly any rhythm in that kinda music, huh?” The man sounded genuinely worried now.

“Hey! I’m paying you lots of money to teach us something, not to mock my profession!” I let out on an angry tone, what the hell was this guy even thinking?!

“Alright, good. Mr. Haner, hold your wife a little closer and just do as I tell you. Right foot forward, Left foot sidewards, close up with your right foot, left side, Right back, left side , close up with right, right forward until you stand next to your wife…”
My head was already swirling around from all the directions he gave me. I heard him tell Amy the opposite directions of my steps.
“Mrs. Haner, there is nothing more for you to do actually then follow your husband.”
Ron turned up the music and stood behind me, directing us through the room. Amy and I clashed all the time and it seemed like we both moved in a different direction. We had fit so good in all these other areas, but this wasn’t working out at all.

I looked down at Amy. She looked so concentrated, she was staring at our feet, the tip of her tongue sticking in between her lips. I smiled at the sight, she looked damn cute and I could just eat her up. My heart swell in endearment. This sweet, beautiful, amazing woman was mine. At least for now. At least until she had signed the divorce papers.

“Mr. Haner, maybe you better sit down for a round as I teach your wife the basics.” Ron pushed me away from Amy, leaving me baffled. He took her in his arms and within no time they were swirling around the room. Amy’s face brighten up with every step she took and after two rounds, her smile was facewide and I? I was dying in jealousy on the side.

“Excuse me, I would really like to take the class I have paid for myself too, if that is okay with you?” I said, starting out softly, but my voice gaining in volume as it went to the end of the sentence.
“Of course. Your wife can dance now, it’s only important for you to lead her. ”

He took his distance from us and put the music up again, while he looked at us from a distance.
I tried to lead Amy as well as I saw Ron do it and I needed all my attention for it.
“You look so handsome” I heard Amy whisper. I snapped out of my concentration and she looked up to me. The look in her eyes made my smile breakthrough in its widest form. I bent down to kiss her, but quickly got back to my position.
“I need to focus, I don’t want to lose you to Ron… This holiday you are mine, Mrs. Haner”

Amy giggled and nodded “Yes, I’m yours”. She removed her hands from our formal position and put them around my neck, while we moved to just softly swaying to the music.
“You understand Ron never had any interest in me, right?”
I huffed “ He was stealing you away from me quickly though”
“He is very gay, Brian, don’t worry. I am yours.” She stared into my eyes and then continued, softly

“I know I didn’t keep my promise to never step on your blue suede shoes, but I also promised to always love you tender and I intend to keep that one”

Notes

The last day has started, let´s see what they will do today...

See if Brian finds something more to do than dance class and a couples massage.
And what about Matt and Sara... What will they do today?

Have a nice weekend, all of you lovely readers! <3