Perfection Is Just an Illusion (Swimming Upstream #1) (26 page)

Diana just smiled knowingly. “Couldn’t have said it better myself.” Moments later, reassured and relieved, they closed the door and headed back downstairs.

***

Anna

Once they had reported in, everyone broke off into different directions. Kate and Kelley had discovered James’s vast collection of Wii games and were battling it out in what can only be described as the most vicious game of tennis ever played. It combined violence, sledging, and an occasional volley.

Brandon and Michael retreated to the backyard and were attempting to clean the barbecue, despite the fact that it was already spotless. Adam and Lachlan vanished somewhere leaving Renee, Diana, and Kathryn sitting around the kitchen table speechless.

No one knew what to say to make this better. It didn’t matter what they did or what they said, they knew they couldn’t take the pain away, no matter how much they wanted to.

It was Renee who broke the silence. “What are we going to do about the wedding next week?”

“Next week?” Kathryn and Diana answered in unison puzzled.

“Yeah, didn’t you get your invitation? Anna planned everything while you were in the UK. Before she flew over and joined you. Everything’s arranged for next Friday,” Renee explained.

“I don’t know,” Kathryn answered, feeling off kilter. She knew that Anna had been looking forward to marrying James and making it official, but now it seemed like everything was up in the air. At this point, Kathryn wasn’t even convinced that the Anna she had always known and loved was in there.

“Do you think we should cancel?” Diana offered.

“Cancel what?” a voice whimpered from behind them, shocking them all.

Anna stood there wearing James’s clothes. They hung off her shoulders. The faded blue hoody hung almost to her knees and she didn’t have any hands. Her arms were wrapped protectively around her stomach, her hair was dishevelled, but she was standing. And she was present. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.

“Hi honey,” Kathryn almost cried.

“Hey Mum.” Anna smiled, reaching out and taking Kathryn’s hand. And that gesture alone was enough to reduce both Kathryn and Diana to a puddle of tears. “Geez!” Anna giggled, looking at Renee’s stunned expression.

Thankfully Renee was quick to pull herself together and recover from the shock. Anna, the real Anna, the Anna that she knew and loved was standing before her. Except for a few ugly bruises and scrapes there was no sign of the broken Anna that had been carried through the house only hours earlier.

“Your wedding next week. What do you want to do? Cancel or go through with it?” Renee asked matter-of-factly.

“Cancel? Why would I cancel?”

“Cancel what?” James grinned as he strode purposefully into the room and stood behind Anna, draping his long arms over her shoulders. Instinctively Anna leaned back into the warmth of his embrace.

“Our wedding,” Anna explained. “Wanna go ahead with it or cancel?”

“Your call,” he answered diplomatically, shooting his mother a knowing look.

“Let’s do it! What have we got to lose? And besides, once it’s out of the way we can get on with our happily ever after. And I’m so ready for that!” Anna squealed excitedly, causing Kate and Kelley to drop the Wii controls and race into the kitchen.

“What’s with the squealing?” Kate asked, eyeing Anna, who was beaming.

“We’re getting married next week!” Anna giggled, unable to stop herself.

Kate and Kelley looked to their mother for some kind of explanation but Kathryn had nothing. All she could offer her confused daughters was a half-hearted shrug.

“Yay!” Kelley mimicked, elbowing Kate in the side.

“Yeah! Awesome!” Kate agreed her heart not really in it. But Anna didn’t notice. She was too busy staring at James, a wide, happy smile covering her battered face. And in that moment, James knew that she had never looked more beautiful.

An hour later James managed to drag Anna away from the clutches of the other women in the house who had immersed themselves in finalising trivial wedding details.

“You hanging in there?” he asked as he led her by the hand out the back door and towards the pool.

“Yeah, it’s just weird, I guess,” Anna admitted, shrugging a reluctant shoulder. James just squeezed her hand and waited patiently for her to continue. “I mean, I love my family. And yours. But…but…”

“It’s okay, you can say anything to me, you know that.” He smiled.

“I just feel like they’re all watching me. Every time I move, their eyes seem to follow me. It’s like they are waiting for me to break down or crack up. It’s unnerving.” Anna felt guilty as soon as the words tumbled from her mouth. “And don’t try and tell me that they aren’t,” she warned.

“They’re not.”

“I can prove it,” Anna announced with certainty.

“How?” James asked as he sat down on the side of the pool and dangled his feet in the cool water before tugging Anna down beside him.

“On the count of three turn around and look at the kitchen window. I guarantee that there will be at least three sets of eyes watching our every move.”

Reluctantly James nodded his agreement. “One…two…three,” and then on queue they both turned around. James gulped loudly. Standing in the kitchen window, watching their every movement stood Brandon, Lachlan, Michael, and Diana. James shook his head with disappointment as he locked eyes with his father. There was no avoiding the truth when it was standing there, burning a hole in the back of Anna’s skull.

“Told you so,” Anna smirked, kicking up water, splattering James.

He didn’t know what to do. He had no idea how Anna would react to anything that he said in that moment. She was more delicate now than ever and James was determined to not be the one person that pushed her over the edge.

But he knew he had to say something. “We could always give them something to look at.” He winked, making Anna’s heart flutter wildly.

“Have anything specific in mind?” Anna taunted as she watched James’s face register her words.

After a long moment of silence staring at his feet through the water, James asked nervously, “Seriously though, what do you want me to do? They’re just worried about you, that’s all.”

Anna just shrugged. The truth was she understood why they were watching her. And if she was in their position she would do the exact same thing. But right now it was making things harder. She just wanted to pretend it hadn’t happened. That might not be considered the healthy option or even the right choice, but for her it was. It was all she could handle in this moment. And having her family constantly circling was definitely not helping her avoid reality.

“What if I got you out of here for a couple of days? Just you and me.”

“What about training? We can’t just leave,” Anna sighed as disappointment consumed her.

James just laughed and hugged her tight to him. “Six weeks off, remember?”

“Oh, yeah. No training or media for six weeks. Or should I call it bliss?”

***

James

It was something that James had insisted on when he had first joined the senior squad. Immediately after a major competition, no matter the result he would walk away from the pool for a couple of weeks. No media. No training. No strict diet. In his mind this was the only way he could go back. Without the break to be a normal guy, James knew he wouldn’t last long, no matter how impressive his results were.

And right now he had never been more thankful for that decision. Now he had six whole weeks out of the water. He had time he could spend with Anna. And after everything that had happened, it couldn’t have come at a better time. James needed it more than he cared to admit. He needed the time to just relax; time to just be there for Anna when she needed him. She might have been playing it tough right now, but James wasn’t about to allow the delusions to lead him to believe that she’d stay that way. He’d use the time to find them a home. Take Anna on a proper honeymoon.

“Then hell yeah! When do we leave?” Anna’s smile lit up her whole face.

Chuckling to himself, impressed with his own genius, James jumped to his feet. “Give me ten minutes to make some calls and I’ll let you know. But you know the hard part?”

“What’s that?”

“Someone has to tell the vultures.” He smiled his panty dropping smile, turning back to the kitchen and waving animatedly to their audience, sending Anna into an uncontrollable fit of giggles.

Laughing, Anna yelled, “Bags not!”

“Cheat!”

“Nah uh! Besides, I have an ouchie.” Anna grinned, pointing to the cut on her cheek.

“Fine!” James grumbled. “But that excuse has been used now. Hope it was worth it!”

“Oh, it was.” Anna smiled, melting his heart. The truth was in that moment all she had to do was ask and he would have given her anything. And James didn’t care how pathetic and pussy whipped that made him.

Walking back towards the house hand in hand, Anna felt like herself for the first time. Maybe it was because she wasn’t actually thinking. Her entire focus was on the future and the man at her side. She had neither the time nor the energy to dwell on the past.

“Oh Anna, good timing!” Renee exclaimed as Anna stepped through the door.

Without time to react or object, Renee grabbed Anna’s hand and led her back to the table where Kate and Kelley sat poised with magazines in hand. As soon as Anna’s fingers lost contract with James she felt the loss deep in the pit of her stomach and the nerves came back with abundance.

“So Anna, where are we doing the photos?” Kelley asked.

“What photos?” Anna asked, mystified.

“Your wedding photos? Where are you planning on doing them? Not some place lame, I hope,” Kate added.

“I hadn’t really thought about it. Wherever. I don’t mind,” Anna conceded.

“You’re hopeless,” Kate snapped, her snarky attitude creeping through.

“Kate!” Kathryn scolded as she joined the others at the table, a fresh cup of coffee in hand.

“And not to dampen the mood but you remember that these will also be James’s wedding photos?” Diana added.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Kathryn retorted defensively.

“Nothing like that. I just mean that magazines are going to want James’s wedding photos. So there are going to be offers to sell them,” Diana explained.

Anna sighed heavily. Couldn’t she just have something normal for once? “You’re sure?” Kathryn asked, sensing her daughter’s defences go up.

“Sorry to say but, yeah. On this one I think I’m right. I mean hey, they wanted his eighteenth birthday party photos; but his wedding a week after his haul in Manchester–they’d pay the big bucks for them.”

“Do they have to sell them?”

“No, not at all. But keep in mind somehow they will get photos anyway, whether they take them and pay for them or not.”

“Anna? What do you think?” Kathryn offered, watching as she picked at her nails absentmindedly.

“I don’t know. I hadn’t really thought about it,” she admitted sheepishly. Gone was the girl who barely minutes ago was laughing and full of life as she played in the water with her husband and in her place was a nervous, twitchy replica. “But if they’re going to take them anyway, we might as well control what shots they get.”

“Anna!” Kathryn exclaimed. “You don’t marry someone to get your photo on the front of a magazine!”

“I don’t think Anna is—” Diana began but was cut off before she had a chance to make her point.

“Let me finish!” Anna said, raising her voice, causing everyone to look at her with their mouths gaping open in stunned silence. “They’re going to take them anyway. At least this way we can decide which bits of
our—
” she emphasised the word to ram home her point “—day they see and what is kept private. So we might as well take the money. But if it’s okay with James, I don’t want the money.”

“If what’s okay with James?” he asked as he sauntered back into the room, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Anna wants to sell your wedding photos,” Renee caught him up bluntly.

James shot Anna a stunned look. Of all the things that they could have been discussing this hadn’t even registered in James’s psyche. “But if they would let me finish, yes, I think we should sell our wedding photos. But I don’t want the money. If it’s okay with you I would rather donate whatever we get for them,” Anna finished.

If they weren’t all stunned into silence before they were now.

“What charity were you thinking?” James asked, stepping behind her and resting his huge hands on her shoulders supportively.

“Lifeline. But it can be anyone. I just think they need the money more than we do.”

“I’ll call Tim and get it done,” James stated, not missing a beat.

“Thank you.” She smiled up at him.

“I love you. You’re perfect, you know,” James gushed, dropping kisses on Anna’s forehead as he pulled his mobile from his pocket and began scrolling through the contacts looking for Tim’s number.