Slater’s mother and father had stepped in helping everyone as much as possible. Even his brothers had helped with his restaurants, and they taught self-defense classes. Neither he nor Brock would leave Sammy.
Brock had taken Sammy out this morning to visit Sandy and Susie. Sammy’s friend Jane had come over and spent the morning packing for Sammy. Jane had just left, and Sammy and Brock would be home any second he hoped, as the limo was due to arrive soon.
Slater heard the front door open, and Sammy growled.
“I mean it, Brock. I can walk. If you don’t give me at least breathing room, I’m going to kick your arse. For the millionth time today, I’m fine. In fact I feel great, fan-fucking-tastic.”
Slater chuckled. He and Brock had learnt that Sammy was no pushover. She knew what she wanted, and Sammy told them how she felt and didn’t hold anything back. Sammy marched into the lounge room where he sat next to three large suitcases.
“What is going on? Where are you going?” Sammy eyed the suitcases before turning her gaze to him.
“You mean where are we going?” Slater got up and pulled Sammy into his embrace. “It’s a surprise.” He leaned down and kissed her. Sammy melted into him wrapping her arms around him.
Brock cleared his throat. “We have to go.”
Slater let go of Sammy. “Let’s go, beautiful.” He got two suitcases, leaving one for Brock to get, and went down the stairs. Sammy followed close behind him.
“I haven’t packed anything. We can’t go anywhere.”
“Angel, while we were gone Jane came around and packed,” Brock said.
“Hey, hang on. What do you mean Jan—” Sammy broke off as she saw the Hummer limo sat out the front. “Oh. My. God.” She squealed and ran to the door, opened it and got in.
“Well, I guess she’s excited.” Brock laughed.
They put the luggage in the boot and got in with Sammy. She bounced around the lavish leather interior.
“I always wanted to have a go in one of these. They are so cool.”
Slater couldn’t keep the grin off his face as he watched Sammy in her excitement. The car started down their driveway, and Sammy’s eyes were lit up like a kid in a candy store.
The fifty-five minute drive to the airport was filled with Sammy begging them to tell her where they were going. When they got out at international Sammy’s eyes became as big as saucers.
First class had no line, so they walked straight up and Slater gave them what they needed. Sammy handed her passport over. The luggage was taken, and they received their boarding passes. Slater grabbed the tickets, and they walked through security and down to the terminal. Sammy was quiet as she took everything in.
The three of them sat at their gate, and Sammy fidgeted between them. “I can’t believe you did this. How did you organize this? You two barely leave my side.”
Slater kissed her, lingering on her lips. “We had help. Brock and I wanted to do something special with you before we had to go back to work.”
“Thank you.”
The hour wait passed quickly as Sammy told him about Susie’s and Sammy’s babies. The call came over that they could board. Slater loved watching Sammy as she was alight with happiness as she boarded and took her seat. Brock sat next to her, and Slater sat behind them.
The almost four hour flight seemed shorter as Sammy babbled on excitedly. First class was the first to get off, and the flight attendant said as they left, “I hope you enjoy your time in Vanuatu.”
****
Sammy couldn’t believe what her men had done for her. They’d arrived in sunny Vanuatu, and she now stared at the bungalow on the water, which Slater was opening the door to. She was speechless at the beauty around her. Almost pure white sand and crystal blue water surrounded her. Lush green gardens were back on the land behind her. Sammy was in heaven.
She followed Slater into the bungalow to see the floor covered in roses. Her heart beat so fast she swore it would beat out of her chest. The bed was covered in a blanket of red rose petals, and she turned to see both her men standing beside each other watching her.
Sammy felt the tears sliding down her cheeks. “You two did this for me?”
They both nodded, and she took a step back in shock as they both got down on one knee and Brock held out a small box.
“Samantha Gardner, will you do us the honor of becoming our wife?” Slater said.
Brock opened the box, and a huge diamond sat in the middle of two smaller ones.
Sammy looked at her two men and knew without a doubt she couldn’t ever live without them. Throwing herself at Slater and Brock she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Yes. Yes, I will marry you two. I love you. I love you so much.”