Rosemary Coulter happily stepped off the train at Grand Central Station in New York City. Those words still had a nice ring to them: Rosemary Coulter. Not Rosemary LeVeaux, but Rosemary Coulter. Of course, she loved the theater and she loved her life on Broadway, but there was always a small part of her that wanted to find a man to love and to be loved by for the rest of her life. She thought she had found that kind of love with Jack, but alas, it hadn't worked out. And then, Leland Coulter had come to Coal Valley, wearing a brown leather jacket and riding into town on his motorcycle. And she had been mesmerized from the moment she laid eyes on him, though she had pretended to be more interested in the motorcycle. It hadn't worked in the least and clearly the attraction had been mutual. Of course, she was so scared to pursue another courtship after what happened with Jack that she tried to hide her true feelings. But finally, her emotions got to her and he finally convinced her to court him. Of course, she had never meant it to become anything serious and she certainly wasn't thinking of marriage when she had first started courting Lee. But something happened in the process, something she had never felt before, not even with Jack. She had fallen madly and deeply in love with Lee. Sure, she thought she had loved Jack, and she still did in a way, but she now realized she loved him as a friend. That profound and abundant, self-sacrificing love hadn't been present between her and Jack but Lee had loved her enough and she had loved him enough to want to change. She had always thought she had wanted a Hollywood career, but then she realized her heart belonged to Hope Valley and especially to Lee. Of course, it had only been appropriate to take on the role of his wife. And she didn't regret a thing.

"Sweetheart!" Lee's voice interrupted her thoughts.

She turned around to face her husband and noticed him struggling with their luggage, "Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Lee!"

"That's alright, sweetheart. I know how much this city means to you," he smiled.

"Well, after these next two weeks, I hope it means something to both of us," she smiled. The couple had chosen to take their honeymoon in New York City. Rosemary was looking forward to showing Lee everything she used to love and still loved about the Big Apple, but most of all, she was looking forward to two full weeks alone with her new husband. Sure, she was a little nervous still, but that was to be expected. She wasn't as terrified as she had been on their wedding night and everything had worked out just fine, but still, they hadn't been that great at it either. Quite frankly, she had felt like a lost sheep or a chicken running around with her head cut off. Once they had bought the subway passes and left the train station, Rosemary briefly explained to Lee how the subway system worked before they boarded and made their way to their hotel. She wrapped her hands around his arm and said, "Just an FYI, I also got really good at hailing a cab during the time I lived here," she boasted proudly.

"Well, you're easy to notice," he smirked. Rosemary smacked his arm lightly before they reached their stop near the St. Regis Hotel. They checked in and the bellhop brought the luggage to their room. They had decided to splurge for one of the Fifth Avenue Suites. The price certainly had been a little steep, but they both felt it was worth the expense; it was their honeymoon after all.

Once they entered the room, Rosie's eyes widened and her smile lit up the room. It was the same smile that always made Lee's heart skip a beat because he knew it was genuine and that she was truly happy. Rosemary took a look around the sitting area and the bedroom before going over to the window to look at the view of Fifth Avenue below, "Oh Lee, this place is gorgeous!"

"Only the best for my one and only," he came up behind her and kissed her cheek. Rosemary turned around and draped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. The couple kissed passionately, before Rosie pulled back hesitantly, "What?"

"Just…" she trailed off, "Can we just get settled in and do some activities before…?"

"Of course," he squeezed her hips. They unpacked their luggage and Rosemary hid the few outfits she didn't want Lee to see just yet; they would be reserved either for fancy dinners, the theater, or their romantic endeavors over the course of the trip. She picked up one of the negligees out of her suitcase, a light pink garment with a little lace around the collar, and she choked back a few tears. She had no idea why, but thinking about that aspect of the trip made her want to run out the door, "Hey sweetheart, can I ask you a question?"

Lee furrowed his brow, "Of course, anything."

Rosemary sat down on the bed, "The other night," she began.

Lee scowled again, "As in our wedding night?" he asked for confirmation.

"Yes," answered Rosemary, "Was everything…okay for you?"

Lee came over to her and sat down next to Rosie. He rubbed her leg gently, "Well, we probably weren't perfect and I think both of us can agree we didn't have a clue what we were doing."

"Uh huh," she bit her lip.

"But when we started courting, we had no idea what we were getting into either. Whether it would work out or if we were better off being friends. Or if our friendship would get ruined by courting. But isn't that kind of what this trip is about? To try to work the kinks out, so to speak, and get used to that aspect of marriage?" Rosie giggled a little and covered her mouth, "I'm just saying, just like it took a while to transition from just friends to boyfriend and girlfriend, now we get to go on a new adventure as we learn to be husband and wife."

Rosemary rubbed his cheek lovingly and planted a tender kiss to his lips, reveling the feeling of his lips against her own. She smiled and leaned her forehead against his and whispered, "Well, I'm glad I get to take that journey with you for the rest of my life."

"Me too, baby, me too," he stroked her cheek with his thumb affectionately.

Rosemary sighed and leaned into his embrace. After a few more moments, she leaned back and asked, "So what do you want to do first, Mr. Coulter?"

"I don't know. You're the New York City expert, Mrs. Coulter," he gave her the smile that made her stomach flip (in a good way) and made her legs feel like jelly, "We don't have any restaurant reservations, baseball games, or theater performances today, so we're completely free."

"Well, I'm going to be a good wife and not torture you with shopping on the first day," said Rosemary and then her face lit up again, "I know just the place we can go! Perfect for the weather this time of year!"

"Times Square, Central Park?"

"Even better, someplace that'll make you feel like a kid again," she grinned, "Coney Island!"

"Well, I trust your knowledge," he kissed her.

"Oh it's wonderful, the beaches, the street vendors, the games, the rides! Oh, you'll love it! Just let me go freshen up and change out of these sweaty clothes from the train ride," she looked down at herself in disgust and took her clothes into the bathroom.

Lee couldn't help but smile and laugh at how excited Rosemary was to be back in New York City. He had the feeling this was definitely going to be a trip to remember.