Private Paradise pt 6


Phyllis stepped out of the small bathroom, scanning the empty room for any sign of him. “Where’d you go?”

She glanced in the mirror to check her hair. Maybe he’d gone back to his room for something. In the reflection she spotted the white envelope sitting up on her pillow.

Pausing briefly to slip on her heels, she stepped over to her bed, picking up the envelop and opening it. Her lips curved into a slight smile as she read the words.


I thought it might take you a little more than ten minutes…Didn’t want to rush you. Don’t worry, you’re worth waiting for. Meet me on the main deck.


Phyllis sighed, clenching the note to her chest. Billy was a true romantic and always had been. Tonight would surely be no different.


Phyllis made her way down to the deck, smiling politely at the few groups of people she passed. She looked out across the deck, suddenly spotting Billy standing in front of a lounger. She walked over to him, watching as his eyes sparkled at her.

“This is an interesting choice,” she whispered, stepping in closer to him. “In fact, I think this area is closed.” She pointed to a sign that noted hours of operation.

Billy still stared at her, his eyes not yet able to leave hers. He’d tried to picture her in the dress when he’d seen it in the small boutique, but his best fantasy was nothing in comparison to the reality. She was a vision.

“Don’t worry about that,” he smiled, “I know a guy.”

She giggled, “Oh? You have connections?”

“You have to when it’s important.” Billy reached out, touching her face, “And this is very important. You want to sit down?”

Phyllis stepped forward, noticing for the first time that there was food and champagne spread out on a buffet in front of them. “You’ve been busy,” she smiled.

He said nothing, simply stepping over to the table and pouring some champagne for her. He handed her a glass. “You haven’t seen anything yet,” he whispered.

She sat down beside him, curling up against him, feeling content in that moment to just be in his arms, to feel safe and loved and valued. She loved the way he made her feel–as if the entire world stopped when she walked into the room. They hadn’t talked much, neither of them needing to say what they felt with words. He said it in the way he held her, the way he gently stroked her back, the way he looked at her, really looked at her, as if she was the most important thing in his life.

There had been times in the last few months where he’d wondered if he was alone in this. If perhaps the words he’d spoken to her in her office months ago had been true–maybe this was more real for him than it was for her. She’d pushed him away, insisting they were a mistake, insisting their relationship was a mistake, claiming she didn’t love him, that she didn’t want him. And then there were moments like this.

Moments when he heard and felt her sigh in his embrace–that simple action showed him she was at peace in his arms. She looked at him, her eyes so full of trust, of hope, and most importantly of love. She could say all the hateful things she wanted. She could push him away a million times, but just one of those looks, just one of those sighs, and he was hers again…hopelessly.

“Don’t you want to know why I brought you here?” Billy whispered the words in her ear, the smell of her hair making him linger there a little longer than necessary.

She pulled away, smiling at him. “This isn’t why?” Phyllis snuggled closer to him again closing her eyes as she felt his lips press against her forehead. “This would have been enough.”

“Why don’t you take a look up there?” Billy pointed to the giant screen, watching her face as the movie began to play.

“You didn’t?” She turned, staring at him with wide eyes. “How did you manage?”

“I wanted us to have some time to just be together. We don’t have to talk about us. We don’t have to decide how we’ll live our life. Right now we just enjoy being together…we remember what it was like to live in the fantasy, to just be in each other’s arms. What better way to do that than to go back to Neverland…back to where it all started.”

She felt the tears building behind her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. “Billy Abbott, you never cease to amaze me,” she whispered. She leaned in, eagerly accepting his kiss and allowing her forehead to rest against his for a moment.

“I hope I never do,” he smiled.

“You still think we can rewrite that ending? You think happily ever after is possible?” She looked at him, her eyes hopeful.

“With you?” He kissed her again. “That’s what I’m counting on.”


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