I woke up with a start.

Looking around the cabin I noted it wasn't Jas that had made the disturbance I had been woken with; she was still fast asleep. Opening the curtain I could see it was still quite early. Maybe a walk in the cool morning air would be nice, seeing as I was up anyway.

Pulling on my white sundress I felt happier than I had in days. I was in heaven on earth currently on thus beautiful island and soon I would be in another type of heaven, family heaven...seeing my parents. Plus all my new friends and thier adorable children were wonderful.

Slipping on my thongs (flip flops!) I quietly opened the door. Jas would be awake in a little while but as soon as she was awake she always dashed off to see Linda's girls anyway.

As I trailed my hand down the railing of the steps I heard murmured words, garbled from being spoken so softly. I looked around and saw the owners.

John stood on the bottom step and the twenty something on the next step so they were face to face, close. He smiled and handed her a piece of paper, then chatted some more.

I was rooted to the spot, my legs would not work and I couldn't tear my eyes away either.

He kissed her fleetingly and she left; After watching her leave he then walked up the few steps and sat on his own little verandah. My legs finally decided to move and I stumbled as I turned to dash back inside. The crunching of the gravel under foot woke John to my position. He waved but I was up the stairs and back inside, door closed and leaning on it, in seconds. What did I just witness?

I ran over and over the image in my mind. Him and that pretty girl, the kiss, the small talk, heads close together, the slip of paper. Jas woke up as I stared into space, she deftly sorted herself and kissed me as she fled outside to go see the girls. I was still sitting beside the closed door when there was a loud knock.

"Sam are you up love? We are heading to breakfast................................. Sam?" Barbara tried the door but by now I was leaning on it so it wouldn't move.

Johns POV

Why can't they leave you alone, it's been ten plus years since we were The Band and still we get hassled for autographs and grabbed like groceries off the shelves.

I thought I would have had a hangover but I felt great, I had woken around four a.m. It was too early to wake anyone else so I went alone for a quick walk to the beach and wandered along the small jetty.

One of the lasses from the snorkelling and bar was there. It was too late to turn around so she fell into step with me yapping on and on about how a big fan she was, how groovy it was that we were all here on her island and she weaved her hand into mine, she was nice looking, pushy though, leaning into my body and laughing at my crap jokes. I knew with one wink, one word she would lay flat, and I was well over all of that sort of nonsense.

We walked back up to my guest hut and I stopped. She, on the other hand, stepped higher to the verandah.

"NO luv this is where you go your way and I go mine" She pouted and bat her eyelashes.

"But I could give you a very nice wake up massage"

"Look luv I'm not that guy anymore, I have kids in there" I pointed to the room "and a nice girl I really like here too"

"But she isn't here now" she pointed at the room "IS she."

"Right thats it, off with you, take the damn autograph and nick off. And if I hear a bad word about anyone I will know who uttered it"

She pouted with pertubed wounded pride and was leaning in, kissing my lips before I could stop her, then she thankfully fled. I sat on the verandah for maybe a few minutes before spotting Sam walk back in her room.

Sam was move my type now. Beautiful and calm.