Sorry it took so long, I had to change it a bit. You will understand at the end. To those of you that have followed the story, thank you. Also a very large thank you to the Professor. You have helped me a great deal. With that being said, this last part is dedicated to you, without a doubt you are 'the one'. For everyone, I do hope you enjoy the twist at the end. Thanks and enjoy the journey.
The cab ride back was uneventful. Susan laid her head on his shoulder during the drive, while Chad held her close. They arrived at the hotel and Chad returned their empty picnic basket, still holding Susan's hand. The desk clerk smiled and asked Chad if they enjoyed the waterfall.
"If you want to start your own business, sell tickets to that place," he told him, unable to keep from turning to Susan beaming at her. She, in return, flushed bright red.
After leaving the desk and making their way through the lobby, Chad turned to Susan and said, "We have time for a shower and quick change of clothes. I'll meet up with you in an hour or so."
"So you don't want me to wash your back, or maybe your front?" she said coyly?
"If you wash my back, or anything else for that matter, I'll need a wheel chair to go home," he joked before kissing her lightly.
Chad walked Susan her room. She tried to coax him into making love again and even pouted a little when he declined. He got back to his room and started the shower. While he was undressing, he noticed his clothes had a sprinkling of sand on them. His memories of the waterfall were going to be with him for some time.
After he was clean of all the sand and the smell of sex, he got dressed. As he was packing his things, there was a knock at the door. "God, this woman has an unbelievable sex drive!" he said to himself as he went to answer the door. He opened it and was surprised. It wasn't Susan, but Monica standing there.
"Hello, Chad. Mind if I come in?" she asked. It took Chad a moment to recover from his initial shock. Monica stood there smiling at him in an amused way.
"Yes, please. Where are my manners? I thought you were Susan coming to meet me," he told her while stepping aside to let her pass.
"May I ask what you thought of the waterfall?" Monica inquired.
"Oh my God! It's like having a heaven tucked away just for you," he replied.
"I thought you two might enjoy it. It's a place where two people can find each other, if they look hard enough," Monica said.
"Monica, I have to ask you something. I hope you won't find this too prying. It appears that you're trying very hard to make sure Susan and I spend time together. What's the catch?" he asked, raising his eyebrow a little.
"Well, since you're curious, I'll tell you. It all started when I saw you dancing the first night. It was clear that you were falling in love with her," she said.
"What are you saying, Monica?"
"I'm saying that when two people are on separate paths in life, sometimes they need a little push in the right direction," she replied. "Now, can I ask you a question?" she said. Chad nodded approvingly.
"Are you falling in love with her?" Monica asked. Her affect showed that she obviously knew the answer.
"That's kind of a personal question, don't you think?" he said, avoiding answering her.
"Think of it as something I would like to know before you leave the island," Monica said.
"Ok, yes. I am falling in love with her. Don't ask me to explain it, but I am," he said, a little surprised by his admission.
"You haven't told her yet have you, Chad?"
"No. Not in so many words," Chad admitted.
"Sometimes when people meet, it's for a reason. They don't have to know why. They don't even have to understand it. One thing is for sure. If you love her, you need to tell her. Don't let the moment slip by you like a ghost in the night," Monica said.
"This is all very strange, Monica. Are you the Island's tour guide or a match maker?" he asked.
"Maybe a little of both, she replied with a sparkle in her eyes. "I have to get going. I hope everything turns out well for you. If you ever come back to the Islands, come find me and let me know how things turned out," she said.
When she opened the door and stepped out, she looked at Chad over her shoulder. "Remember, Chad, adventure takes us on a round-about journey. Fate shows us the way."
"I will Monica. It was a stroke of fate that I met you," Chad said. She left and Chad finished packing. 'What a strange woman,' he thought.
Chad finished packing, placing the suitcases by the hot tub. Staring at the tub, he remembered the great sex he and Susan had in the bubbles and water. Chad went around the room making sure he left nothing behind.
He noticed some laundry under the edge of the couch. He picked up the garment and noticed it was a pair of lacy panties. Since no one else had come up to his room during the weekend, he figured they belonged to Susan. Another knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"This room is turning into Grand Central Station," Chad said in an annoyed tone.
Chad opened the door to find Susan standing there. She was fidgeting and biting her lower lip. To Chad, it appeared something was bothering her.
"Susan, I thought we were going to meet in the lobby," he said.
"I was packing and noticed a pair of my panties was missing. I was wondering if they ended up here," she told him, still biting her lip.
"I just found them under the couch. Come in and sit down while I finish checking the room," Chad said as he moved to the side.
Susan walked in and went to the couch. She sat with her hands in her lap, her eyes looking at the floor. Chad found it odd that a woman so sexually charged was acting as if she was nervous.
"Susan it looks like something is bothering you. Did I do something wrong? Has something happened?" Chad asked.
"I just wanted to be with you alone for a few moments," she said still looking down.
