"Just let it ride," he mumbled to himself. She wasn't going to hear anything he had to say right now anyway.
Sean was trying to get over her. He was falling back on his old ways.
Sean still couldn't believe she'd agreed to come with him. He'd argued that they'd be getting away where no one knew them and could relax and just be themselves.
It gave him hope that she said 'yes' so quickly.
Hazel traced the stubble on his chin. "I've missed you, too," she admitted. "It's been hard..."
Sean put his finger to her lips. "Shh... remember... we said we'd just enjoy right now. Not worry about the future or fret about the past."
Sean squinted as he looked at her. "What are you talking about? Come back to bed," he said sleepily.
"There's a ring on my finger, Sean! What happened last night?" Wearily, she put her head on her hands and tried to remember. She remembered the beach... she remembered the coconut drinks... then... then...
"Oh my God!" she shouted. "We're married!"
Sean sat up and looked at her, then looked down at his own hand. "Run that by me one more time?" he asked.
But Hazel wasn't listening. She was running around the room throwing her things in her bag. "I want to go home. Now." she said.
Sean reached out to hold her, but she slapped his hands away. "Take me home."
Sean pushed his hand through his hair. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard, Hazel! I didn't plan anything except enjoying ourselves and getting you to loosen up!"
"I cannot believe you! I'll have my Mother look into getting an annulment," she said. "This isn't going to work."
But, he worried he would have trouble keeping her happy. He'd seen how hard it was for his Dad to make Mom happy. Dad had told him one night that sometimes a marriage just didn't work but then you were stuck. Thinking about that made him frown as he watched Hazel sleep. I'm not my Dad, he told himself...
"Look, Walter... there's something I have to tell you... And it's not easy..." Sean started.
15 minutes later, Sean was nursing a black eye with frozen peas against his eye and Walter had left.
...and she had an office so that she could work from home more easily.
And soon little Brett was born. Sean had jokingly said he was glad it wasn't twins. She'd looked at him oddly as he rubbed his hand on his neck. "Yeah, twins run in the family..." he said.
Hazel had looked horrified. "Oh thank God we didn't have twins!" she laughed. "Can you imagine?!"
"Hazel, you look fine," Sean assured her. "That new dress is perfect for your new campaign."
Hazel fussed with her dress. "I know. I just want everything to be perfect. I want everyone to look at me and know that I'm cool, calm, and professional."
"You'll do fine."
Hazel brushed the lapel on his suit. "Is that baby milk on your sleeve?" she asked, horrified as she swiped at a spot on the jacket.
"No, it's just water, now stop fussing."
Hazel took a deep breath. "Well, here goes nothing!"