Chapter Eleven

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They laid wrapped up together cuddling on the lounger by the fireplace. This moment could last forever for her, the most favorite thoughts in her mind, are of Can with his arms firmly and tightly holding her, running fingers through her hair. It would never get old, even when they did. The warmth from him was all she needed, it made her feel safe, she knew he would always protect her. This was a full and total love of the heart and soul, so true, how could she not trust him. The hour had grown late and it was way past the time for her to leave. The pull to stay with him tempted her, but she remained strong and suggested he take her home. He moaned and whined like a child, " Sanem, please stay here, l can't take you home, not tonight." He cried. She smiled and kissed his neck as she snuggled in deeper, " If only I could my love,  What a glorious night this would be. But all of this will be soon be over, so let's wait for that night, our wedding night, that night with all the wonderful feelings that it was meant to hold. Just 10, no 9 now, days until we are one and I can call you husband." She whispered. The thought filled him with happiness and hope, how his life was going to change and he couldn't wait. This woman was his breath of life and love, she completed him in every way. How would he live without her for 5 days....

He agreed to take her home with a deep regret, but a deeper respect for her. She wouldn't go with him to the airport the next day, they couldn't let everyone see the pain they would have to say goodbye in such a public place. He parked in front of her house, the moment he had dreaded faced him.  " Be strong," he told himself, " it's only a few days." He ignored her pleas to stop, and kissed every inch of face and neck that he could, she giggled with delight, not wanting it to end. He touched her forehead with his, " My love these days will go by quickly, I promise." He whispered. " I will call every day, more than once probably. My flight will be in on Monday, at 11:30, so I should be at  the agency by 12:30 if there aren't  any delays. I want you to have our tea, and be waiting in my office for me. Do you understand." He whispered softly in her ear. Her breath was shallow and shaking as he lingered there letting his hot breath tingle her skin.  She agreed and hesitantly stepped out of the car, their eyes stayed locked as he slowly drove away. She unlocked the door and went straight to her room. The reality of what was happening hit her,  he's gone, for days, and he will be with her.... But she trusted his love, as she recalled the tingle from his breath. Can had to refrain himself from turning around and going back, just to see her face one more time. But he drove on to his house, needing to finish the last minute packing. His flight was early, and he needed to try and sleep. He opened the dresser for a last look and his eyes fell on her bandana, he immediately grabbed it, put it to his nose and sniffed. How did it still have her scent after all this time, but it did. He stuffed it in his pocket, it would come along with him, the next best thing to her.....her smell.

His flight left on time and soon he would be at the camp site. He had checked out the transportation to get to the mountain. There was a bus or a taxi, that would take him the lodge, and then from there it was an ATV. Or the next option was to rent a small truck, he could drive himself straight to the camp. He opted to rent a truck, and drive himself, he liked being in control. The plane landed at 11:00, Deren called as he waited to rent his truck. " Can have you  made it here yet," she asked. " Ceyda is on pins and needles, and she driving us crazy." She spouted. Can was annoyed, " Yes Deren I just arrived, I'm renting a truck and heading to the camp site. " He stated. " What," she screamed, " No, you are suppose to be here, she told us you were coming here for the presentation." She exclaimed. The anger grew, " I told her I had no intentions of coming for the presentation, that's why you and Ahmet are there." He demanded.  Deren had a small meltdown, but recovered quickly, " Fine, Can, we can handle it, don't worry, things will be fine." She stuttered. Can spewed, " And tell Ceyda, I'm not coming, I told her that, she just trying to trick me, and It's not going to work." Deren you can handle this." He insisted. 

Sanem and Emre, were taking care of everything, it was running smoothly. No problems, the Redmond campaign was coming along nicely without a hitch. Her thoughts of Can still roamed in her mind, she wondered if he had made it there yet, if Ceyda had any surprises for him, and if so how he handled them. As she was thinking, her phone rang making her jump, seeing it was Can, she quickly answered, " Can, hello, are you there." She asked,  " I miss you, so much."  She cried. " Hello my darling, yes just got here and rented my truck. I'm on my way to the camp site." He said. " It's good to hear your voice, I miss you already too. " Sanem....I love you." He told her. She sighed, " Oh Can, I love you too, I wish I was with you. So Ceyda hasn't try to capture you away or anything," She said. He laughed, " Well, she did try to trick me into coming to the presentation but it didn't work. I'm not sure about phone reception here so I hope I don't lose you." He said. " Ok my love, call me later, when you get settled, ok" she pleaded. They said their goodbyes and he promised to talk later. 

The camp was set and all ready to go, he was the only one there, so the solitude might  do him good. He thought. He hiked around a bit, but didn't go to far. Just enough to familiarize himself with the land. It had been years since he had been there. As the night came, he stretched out in his sleeping bag, thinking about Sanem and what their life would be like in just a short few days. He hoped the presentation was a success, It would put them on the map for advertising in Turkey. He drifted off holding her bandana in his hand, and the image of her in his mind.....

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