Sam moved under the covers seeking the warmth of the body next to hers. As soon as she felt skin she moved closer, her body conforming to his as she laid her head on his shoulder. She felt him shift under her and a pair of soft lips pressed on her forehead. As she relaxed against him, her breathing evened out and she was soon moving time with the rise and fall of Martin's chest. For some reason this realization made her smile, that after so much time and so much hurt, finally, at last, they were both in sync.


It was hard getting Martin alone after they had a very brief discussion during the wedding rehearsal. After everyone figured out where they were supposed to stand and walk, they joined the entire wedding party and family at the restaurant for the rehearsal dinner. Sam tried several times to try and get Martin alone but each time they got near each other another one of Elena or Danny's boisterous relatives would interrupt and hustle one of them away. She hoped she would get to see him after the dinner but it didn't work out. She and Elena had to head to the hotel for some rest since they both had to get up really early to meet the hairstylist and Martin had to wrangle all the boys and head out for the bachelor party.

As Martin had predicted in a way, she didn't see him again until she was walking down the aisle ahead of Elena when he was "that guy behind the groom." He smiled at her and she smiled back. As she walked she saw Viv and Marcus sitting next to Jack. He met her eyes and smiled. She smiled back at all three of them before refocusing her attention back at Martin. He noticed the exchange and she could see a worried look cross his face so she smiled more broadly at him, doing her best to reassure him. Thankfully, his smile grew and she knew it was okay. When she finally reached the altar and took her place as maid-of-honor she met Martin's eyes and gave him a wink; an action that did not escape Danny's attention as he glanced back and forth between them curiously. He didn't have a chance to linger on what was going on too long because a moment later the wedding march began to play and Elena appeared at the end of the aisle – a vision in off white satin that accentuated all of Elena's curvaceous attributes. Sam heard a small gasp of awe and looked down to see Sofie beaming at the sight of her mom.

"She look's beautiful!" the little girl declared, turning to face Danny for confirmation.

Danny laughed and replied, "She sure does," before holding his index finger to his lip to remind her that they were supposed to be quiet as Elena walked down the aisle.

It was a beautiful wedding ceremony and, although most of the mass was in Spanish, Sam knew weddings well enough to get the gist of what was going on. After they ceremony, it was non-stop post-wedding details. They had everyone gather for the group shots, family shots, and bridal shots. Sam had hoped this would have afforded her a little bit of time to talk to Martin but each time they got near each other, a guest or well-wisher would pull one of them aside to ask a question or share a story about Danny or Elena.

It wasn't until after the dinner was served and eaten and Elena and Danny shared their first dance that things had settled down. Sam found her opportunity when spotted Martin across the crowded room. Her lips twitched into a grin when she saw that he was scanning the crowd, possibly looking for her. She stood perfectly still and waited until his eyes landed on her. When they did, she gave him a small wave and he walked over.

"Hey, I know you," he said as he came to stand directly in front of her.

"It's been kind of hard getting a minute together hasn't it?" she said as she moved aside so a few guests could get to their table.

Martin stepped forward and touched her arm as he got out of the way for Elena's grandparents. "This wedding is huge." He slid his hand down her arm to her hand and he squeezed it. "I actually think there is more room on the dance floor," he tugged on her hand and asked, "Shall we?"

"I'd love to," she replied as she followed him onto the floor.

He gave her a playful spin before taking her into his arms as they moved to the soft music of Los Lonely Boys. Sam moved closer so their heads were so close that she could feel his warm breath on her cheek. She closed her eyes enjoying his close proximity and the feel of being in his arms as they moved on the dance floor.


We were in love before
But now it's so much more
Cause when I kiss your lips I can't explain
What I feel in my heart for you


"What are we doing, Sam?" he breathed into her ear.

"We're dancing," she replied, her eyes still closed.

The hand that was resting on her lower playfully nudged her. "You know what I mean. We sort of left things…open ended last night," he replied softly. "Are we really going to do what I think we're going to do?"


I don't know what I'd do
Baby if I lost you
Cause I've been without you and I know how it feels
And I can't be alone anymore


She moved her head back and met his eyes. "You've changed your mind," she declared.

He shook his head. "No, it's just, I mean, I came to this wedding fully expecting you to be dating that guy still and to tell you that I am fine and happy and for us to be friends but now…"

"But now, we're both single and I still want you, Martin." She shifted in his arms so she could look him squarely in the eye. "I still love you and…"

"May I step in?" a deep voice asked. Sam looked over to see one of Elena's younger cousins standing next to them with an expectant look in his face.

"No, go away," Martin said quickly to the flabbergasted young man, "Go right now." When the young man continued starting at Martin in disbelief, he said again, "I said forget it, go."

Sam shook her head and laughed as the man stomped away annoyed. "That wasn't very nice, Martin."

He shrugged and asked, "What were you saying?"


I know it's more than love
Baby I can feel it
When I'm close to you
I know it's more than love baby do you
Maybe my words can't explain
Why I'm feeling this way


"I was trying to tell you that my feelings haven't changed but I have," she started again. "You were right about my needing to solve my problems," she saw him lower his eyes, a look of guilt on his face. She reached over and touched his chin, "I am working on it but it still doesn't change how I feel about you." She moved her arms so they were both wrapped around his neck. "I know my past actions can make you have doubts but I'm more concerned with my future. And I know whenever I try to picture my future I only see you."

He stared at her as if he looked in her eyes look enough a magical guarantee would spring up out of her eyes. She saw a smile slowly emerge on his face as he said, "This is crazy. You know that, right? We don't even live in the same city anymore."

She grinned. "We'll figure something out."

He raised his eyebrow skeptically before shaking his hand and laughing. "Oh, man, I must love you to even consider…"

She kissed him hard on the mouth, interrupting his reply. She pulled back and said, "I promise, Martin, this time it will be different."

He looked at her and said, "It already is," he glanced around the crowded dance floor, "you just kissed me in the middle of this very public place with all our friends to see."

She didn't pull back or even look around but kept her eyes steady on his and said, "That's because I don't care who knows because it isn't about them. It's about us."

And then she kissed him again.


She nuzzled closer and she felt his hand squeeze her waist in automatic response. She sighed heavily and opened her eyes to look out the window. The view from their room was breathtaking. Outside she could see the large sky on the brink of dawn as the sun began to edge its way up along the coastline. She could hear the sounds of the ocean lapping up along the beach, waves crashing down over and over.

Martin stirred underneath her and she tilted her head up to look at his face. His eyes were still closed but there was a small smile on his face. She grinned and leaned up on her elbow to look down at him.

"Morning," she whispered.

He cracked open one eye and mumbled, "Morning," before he yawned, "What time is it?"

She glanced at the clock on the nightstand. "It's only six am."

"Really?" he asked before snuggling her closer and closing his eyes. "Then let's go back to sleep."

She turned her head so it was nestled in the crook of his neck and shoulder and stared planting soft kisses. "Are you sure you want to go back to sleep? Because, you know, when we planned this little Hawaiian vacation I'm pretty sure you promised me that sleeping would be optional."

They had planned this excursion to celebrate their one year anniversary as a couple. One year only marred by the fact that they lived in different cities so their time together was limited. Which is why whenever they did have time to see one another they made certain that each visit was special. It was Martin's idea to sneak off to Hawaii for a week.

With his eyes still closed he laughed and said, "I did say that, didn't I?"

She moved her body so it was on top of his and kissed him on the lips. "You sure did."

He ran his hands over her bare skin. "Well, far be it for me to reneg on a promise." He leaned up and kissed her firmly on the lips before finally opening his eyes to look at her. He reached up and brushed some of her long hair back, cradling her face in his hands. "I love you, Sam."

She smiled at hearing the words she never wanted him to stop saying. She kissed him and said, "I love you, Martin," before lowering her head to kiss him again.

End Epilogue

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