by Dee Ellis
Lana fits in my life like I want to fit in hers. My entire life was a struggle until someone gave me a chance. I took that chance and I ran with it. Ran with it until it I got to a place that satisfied me.
Lana’s life came to her easily but it never satisfied her. All those lists and parameters got her heartache. Heartache she came to my island to soothe. Instead of a wild spring break week, she found me. She found love.
We make love under that waterfall for what feels like ever. And then we do it all over again in the lagoon. We take a canoe back to the hotel where we laugh over dinner and watch the sunset from my suite’s balcony.
Lying in bed we talk about what going back means. What staying here together could mean. Even talk about her going to the flight school my assistant found. I suggest we stay and she becomes the island’s pilot, shuttling guests here from Cancun.
Both of us came to the island for our own reasons. Me to relax and enjoy my empty successes. Her to escape her failures. Instead we found each other. Finding her, finding a woman who makes me feel what Lana does? Making her happy and light again? Hell of a lot better than some wild spring break, I think.
“Can we always do spring break here, baby?” I laugh and promise her we can.
Spring break healed both our heartaches and I can’t think of a better way to spend all our spring breaks together.
Forever.
Lana
One Year Later
Pointing the nose of the plane towards the glistening beach below us, I am rocked with excitement. Every single time I make the descent towards the island I get a little taste of it. But it’s a little more than usual today.
Spring Break begins today.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Isla Sol. Local time is noon and the temperature is a balmy eight-eight degrees For your safety, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened until the Captain turns off the Fasten Seat Belt sign.” Made that very announcement countless times now but it excites me every single time.
Captain. I am the captain. Little ole me.
Last spring break, Noah and I stayed on the island for not one week but two. It took less than a few days for me to fall in love with him and the island. Took two weeks for him to convince me to marry him. Came to the island to get away from a failed wedding. Left the island married to the man of my dreams.
Spring Break has been very, very good to me.
At first, we headed home—which turns out was the same city for both of us, oddly enough—for Noah to get back to work. I considered going back to the airline but instead I took the offer Noah made me.
“Go to flight school. Become a pilot. Maybe one day you fly planes for our island. Maybe you fly to the moon. Whatever you want, sunshine.” Noah insisted our first night as husband and wife.
Christ am I ever thankful I walked in on my best friend banging my fiancé.
Setting the plane down on the airstrip and pulling us in to taxi I almost squeal once I spot him. Out on the tarmac, looking beachy and beautiful is my husband. Just like that first day, my world stops as I look at him.
While the crew handles our new arrivals, I sneak off and head his way.
“Welcome to Spring Break 2020, Sunshine.” Noah meets me half way and sweeps me up off my feet.
Kissing as sweetly as he did this morning before I left, he sets my world right again. As soon as I had my pilot’s license, Noah suggested we come back to the island. Make a home here. We’ve lived out of the same suite we started in while he has built a beautiful villa for us away from the resort.
Every few days I leave to charter our private plane to the main island and collect guests or return them. But the rest of our time is spent here. Noah still crushes the real estate world—he just does it from the beach. Or the bedroom.
“Miss me?” It’s been less than six hours since we parted but we’re still living life like honeymooners.
“Don’t I always? Barely managed without you. Got by knowing Spring Break starts today. Two weeks just us.” Smiling at the excitement in his lovely eyes, I drop kisses at his face, his jaw, his neck.
“Spring Break is my favorite. What will we do?” Walking with me still wrapped around him to a waiting car, he laughs and slaps my ass playfully.
“You will be doing me. Many times, many ways. Every day. Every night. For two weeks.” Giggling, I let him hold me on his lap as my arms circle his neck.
“Goes without saying. I missed your handsome face,” I pepper kisses over said handsome face, “I hope spring break this year is as amazing as it was last year.” I kiss him as he draws me close and he sighs into the long, slow kiss.
“Got you to myself for two weeks, it’s bound to be even better.” Noah smiles, brushing some stray hairs back from my face.
Snuggling into him, we are content for the ride out to our new home. It was completed a few weeks ago but we waited to get settled until now. It’s bright and warm like the island itself and I am so excited to truly start our life here. Noah scoops me up as I shriek and carries me over the threshold as if it’s our first time together.
Like our first time together, we make love with the sun beating down on us.
“I love you Noah. Spring break will always be my favorite time of year because of you.” I tell him as we lie spread out together in our big bed.
“Mmm, I love you, Sunshine. It’s my favorite time too. Best times of my fucking life.” Sitting up to straddle him, feeling sated and beautiful in our birthday suits—my favorite attire for us both—I smile down at him.
Taking his hands, I lace them together and bring them between us. My entire life before him was lived within strict parameters. Since being with him, I follow no guidelines, no rules. Parameters are a thing of my past. Which is what got us here.
“I don’t know. I think just maybe Thanksgiving might be our favorite time of year soon.” Flooding with love for him and what he’s given me, I press his big hands to my bare belly.
I am not showing yet but five tests proved my nausea the past few weeks had nothing to do with more flights. I worried he might not be ready—we talked about a family coming in a few years—and so I am anxious as I watch him register this.
“Sunshine,” Sitting up, his eyes flick between my bare belly and my face, “Are you pregnant? Do you have a little baby sunshine in there?” I almost laugh with joy at the wonder in his voice.
“Sunshine or moonbeam. I found out for sure on the main island today. We happy about this, baby?” Noah sobers and I am shocked to see tears in his eyes.
“I was never happier than the moment I laid eyes on you. Thought you gave me everything. Until now, Lana. You really are giving me everything. I love you. I love you so much and I can’t wait to see you round as you grow our family.” Bending his head, he kisses my belly and holds me close.
Right away he orders some desserts and champagne—none for me he says—from the hotel and spends the rest of the night doting on me. Not that he doesn’t spend most days doting on me, honestly.
Thinking back a year, I remember planning a wedding I was not excited about and then thinking I had failed myself when my wedding, my relationships, and my job crashed and burned. I landed on this island looking for some fun to get over my heartache.
Instead, I found Noah.
I found love.
I found a life.
And I will forever love Spring Break.
The End
Spring Breakers Short Stories
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We hope so! Just in time for Spring Break, your favorite Flirt Club authors have put together some steamy, short stories about sexy times in the sun! So grab a pina-colada and take a break with our stories. We promise you will get hot and bothered with our hunky heroes!!
Spring Break Baby Burrito by Frankie Love
Spring Break Bad by Alexis Adaire
Spring Break Delish by Laney Powell
Spring Break Double Take by Angel Devlin
Spring Brea
k Heartache by Dee Ellis
Spring Break Left Behind by Olivia Hawthorne
Spring Break Navy Seal by Sierra Hill
Spring Break Secret Baby by Tracy Lorraine
Spring Break Surprise by Fiona Starr
About the Author
Born and raised in the Midwest, reading and writing have always been Dee's passion. Short stories became long stories that finally, became books.
While playing grownup during the day, meaning working a job, Dee wrote her first book. When not reading or writing, which leaves less time than she's proud of, Dee loves spending her time with her furbabies, her husband and lots of movies night
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