Nickie laid back on the sailboat, with her eyes closed she could started daydreaming of Bailey’s lips kissing her neck working his way down. Mmm, she slightly moaned. Then she felt his lips touching her neck. She kept her eyes closed hoping this was not still her daydream.
“We will be reaching the lighthouse by dinner time. This is our last day on the boat. I thought we might as well enjoy ourselves,” he said. He began kissing where he stopped.
Nickie felt the warmth of the sun on her. She thought how Beth would tease her if she had sunburn in tender areas. He had worked his way down. Nickie was lost in the moment.
It was kind of sad seeing the lighthouse but also nice. It had been a long time since she had been there. She did a double take while looking at the lighthouse.
Bailey asked, “What are you looking at?”
“I thought I saw someone up at the main gallery (balcony),” she said.
“No, one is supposed to be there right?” he asked.
“Not , that I know of. But I haven’t talked to Beth since I left on this trip, “ she said.
They headed up to the light house carrying everything valuable and their clothing. Bailey joked, “ Should I ask John to build an elevator or one of those tram rides like the amusement parks?”
Nickie said, “ Would be nice about now.” She was glad as they entered the kitchen and dropped her stuff. She stopped looking at the kitchen table.
Beth jumped up from the table.
Bailey ran into the back of Nickie. “What the f….?” The word was lost in the air as he looked over Nickie’s shoulder at the table.
Nickie and Bailey stood quietly staring at the distinguish silver haired man.
“Let me help you with that,” said Richard.
Nickie’s first thought was the twins, then Beth and Hunter. “What is going on here?”
Richard piped up, “ I called Beth and asked her if she wanted to get a way for the week end. She said yes and here we are.”
Nickie looked at Beth but she had turned her head.
Beth said, “ There is stew on the burner and biscuits in the warmer. We have eaten already. We will leave you tow to get settled.”
Richard took his cue by that and picked up the wine bottle and glasses from the table. They left on their walk. Nickie noticed Beth had a white shawl on and something tucked under her arm. Nickie looked back at Bailey. “They won’t be back for awhile. I will put our clothes in the room if you could put the food in the fridge.”
Bailey came in the room. “ I turned the stew down to simmer. I thought a real shower would be nice before dinner,” he said.
Before Nickie could look up to answer she saw his bare butt going through the bathroom door. She stood there hanging up clothes when she realized she could join him.
He smiled. “Took you long enough,” he said.
“Hey, give me a break. I have two little 20 month old girls following me around at home. It took me a moment to remember I was here to have fun,” she said. Then she took the scrubby and worked herself down his chest. It was a nice long shower. Nickie almost wanted to take a nap afterward. Then she remembered the stew simmering and hurried to get dressed. Bailey was just entering the room when she finished dressing. He had a tray with stew , biscuits, jam, and beer.
“This is delicious,” Bailey said with a mouthful of biscuit.
“Yep, she grew up Amish. Didn’t you know,” she asked.
“Really? Why did she leave,” he asked.
“Her first husband was murdered and the family shunned her after the trial. That is where she met John,” Nickie said.
“Oh, I remember something about that,” he said. “Do you think she made this jam too?”
“Oh, I am sure of it,” laughed Nickie.
They cleaned up the dishes and the kitchen. They were beat with the sun and the sex today, they were ready for bed.
Meanwhile, Beth waited for Richard to catch up. She loved squishing the sand between her toes, the wind against her face, and the smell of the ocean. Then she felt his breath against her neck, his warm lips caressing her. She could melt into his arms right here. They continued walking farther up near the rocks where they wouldn’t be seen by the restaurant or the lighthouse. Beth remembered that from Nickie talking about the attack that one winter. She took the wine and glasses from her as he grabbed the blanket and spread it on the sand. Richard poured them some wine and they sipped on it watching the waves. He laid his head down on her lap. She began playing with his hair.
“I was surprised to see your name show up on my phone last night,” he said.
She smiled. “ I just needed to see an old friend,” she said.
“Is that all,” he asked.
She played with his hair. “Let’s leave it at that for now, please,” she said.
He could see the tears welling up in her eyes. He dropped the subject.
She leaned down and kissed him on his forehead. He took the cue and kissed her. A long intense kiss, he could tell by her heart beating fast what she was wanting. He remembered that reaction on the beach a few years ago. He moved to the blanket and took her hand pulling her on top of him. Then he rolled her over, kissing her. If she only knew one person was watching far away on the main gallery, two naked bodies in the moonlight. She lay next to him looking up to the sky, admiring the bright shining stars, she was beginning to feel alive again. He was a part of her soul that had been grieving, now was filling up again. They had some more wine and then dressed. She walked slowly back to the lighthouse with him. Her hair was blowing lightly in the wind, and she felt his gaze. He kissed her. Oh, how she felt alive again.
“You call me before you leave okay,” he said. “If you want to see me again, I will come over. All you have to do is call me.”
“I know,” she said. “I will call before I leave. I promise.”
She was relieved that Nickie and Bailey were in their room. She was also glad that they had cleaned up. She washed the wine glasses and turned to go to bed. She stopped in mid turn.
“Are you feeling better,” John asked.
