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Arawaks and the Europeans, Antigua has led a very colourful past which has made it one of the most luxurious holiday escapes sold on any travel brochure. It has also gained international recognition for its highest peak, Mount Obama. Cruise ships are allowed to dock all year round which makes it easy for one to organize or participate in international yachting and sailing competitions, sport fishing and kite-surfing.
     
    In 2005, the Cricket World Cup was hosted here and attracted a throng of foreign tourists. Aside from these recognised sports, Antigua has also become popularly unpopular for its role in allowing companies to host 'illegal’ online gambling sites.
     
    However, this is a subjective view shared by all parties concerned. The United States is adamant that offshore gambling should not be permitted in protection of its own citizens. Antigua, however, stands proud in being the first country to legalise online gambling and has had its arguments backed by the World Trade Organisation.
     
    Caught between such beauty and such conflict, lay the exclusive MoonStar Antigua which housed twenty villas designed with guest privacy in mind. Each villa was tucked away between its own garden and plush greenery with the next villa located a good ten minutes away. Adding to the luxurious feel of a guest's stay each villa was also equipped with a spacious rain shower, massage corner and private swimming pool.
     
    On one particularly windy night, a shadow was seen creeping down the path towards one of the villas. Rustling the grass while looking for a key, he sneaked in through main door.
     
    Thomas Clarke stood at the bedroom doorway breathing in the sight before him. Dressed casually in a white V-neck t-shirt and stonewashed blue jeans, his lanky six-feet, two inch frame cast a shadow in the room. It was late at night or early in the morning depending on how one looked at it. The room had a blended scent of vanilla, strawberries, lavender and a tinge of oranges. The creamy sheets were a mess as though someone had found it difficult to make a decision to sleep with or without them. And quite literally, beauty lay within it.
     
    Dressed in her usual night attire of cotton shorts and a t-shirt which covered very little and exposed even more, Cathy's red hair tumbled all around her. Though sound asleep, her brow crinkled and her lips were curved in a smile.
     
    "Did she ever switch that brain of hers off ...?" muttered Thomas to himself.
     
    Slowly he approached the bed, his one index finger pointedly touching her shoulder.
     
    "Hey you," a sleepy voice mumbled through the sheets.
     
    "Hey," he replied as he pulled off his jeans and started to get into bed.
     
    "What happened? I waited for close to forever and then got tired."
     
    "Yea, I'm sorry Sweets. I lost my bag and then got held up at Customs and then had problems getting a ride. But look on the bright side, you said to make sure nobody saw me getting in. At this hour no one was about."
     
    With a soft laugh, she sat up and looked at him. It had been months since she had laid eyes on his familiar face. Now, facing him she noted the lines around his eyes, the tired smile and the stubble on his chin. He was the very description of what one called a weary traveller.
     
    "I have missed you so much, you know," he said in a loud whisper. His eyes roamed on the figure in front of him as he reached out for her.
     
    "Oh Tom Tom, I have missed you too," she threw herself into his arms and placed her head on his chest.
     
    "It has been ages hasn't it?" She sighed. "My safest place in the world."
     
    He kissed her forehead and breathed in her scent. He might be her safest place in the world but she was his life and he wondered if she would ever realise that she was his living breath.
     
    "Cat, listen ... I love you. You know that but you need to start being open with me. After all this time, trust me a little even if you cannot trust all of me. I'm on your side and it's