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Bonus edition to say thank you for all your lovely reviews for Double Wedding. Just two chapters, but please enjoy!

Double Honeymoon

Chapter One- Newlyweds

The flight to the Caribbean had been different than any that Connor, Abby and Jess had taken before. Lester had done them proud and had upgraded them to first class. They were thrilled by everything, and Becker's ears were ringing with every loud squeal Jess made when something excited her.

"Look- real cutlery and plates!" she enthused. "Peanuts…and cashew nuts in a little bowl! Look at the food! It's wonderful!"

"Look at the size of that TV!" Connor said in awe. "Wow! First class is the way to travel!"

"Yes!" agreed Becker, stretching out his legs comfortably. "First class is wonderful- but I've travelled before- my parents…" his voice faltered as he let the words fade. He never liked showing off about having money- he preferred being 'one of the guys' in business class.

They'd finally arrived and the heat hit them as they left the airport, luggage safely collected. A chauffeur had been waiting for them at the airport, holding up a card that said simply 'ARC', which made Connor and Jess giggle as they followed the uniformed man to the car Lester had arranged to take them to their hotel.

Abby had been very quiet, and Connor squeezed her hand tightly. "Are you alright?" he asked, concerned.

"More than alright! I was worried I wouldn't be able to fly, but Lester's arranged everything. I'm just a bit…overwhelmed!" Connor put his arm around her and she sighed contentedly against his shoulder as she walked with him to the car.

~~oOOo~~

The bellboy placed the bags in the room and turned back to the couple behind him. "Here we are, Sir- Madam." he said. "This is your suite. The bedroom's through the door just there, and the bathroom's just through there. If you need room service or want anything at all, all the details are in your welcome pack on the table. I hope you enjoy your stay."

With that the boy turned to leave and Becker grabbed his hand and placed some notes in it, and the young man nodded his thanks as he left. Becker had been more than generous with his tip, and the boy was determined to give him the best service he could provide for the rest of his stay.

Jess and Becker stood in the middle of the room, looking around them. Jess had become strangely quiet and suddenly felt really shy and awkward. They'd stayed at each other's flats many times and were comfortable with each other, but she suddenly felt...weird! She couldn't understand it herself. She could hardly bring herself to look at him and started to babble awkwardly to fill the uncomfortable silence.

"Look at this table...isn't it lovely..." she said.

"Jess..."

"Oh...and this...this er...chair. So soft and..." her voice trailed off as Becker approached.

"Jess, it's OK. It's OK, darling. Really. We'll just chill out for a bit, maybe get something to eat- a few cool drinks. Relax, yeah. This is supposed to be fun..."

"Sorry. It will be fun. I just feel...odd."

"I know. Come here, Mrs Becker."

He moved nearer to her and gently stroked her cheek with his thumb. Jess placed her hand on his chest and felt his heart rhythmically beating, soothing and comforting her. His hand closed over hers, and he lifted her palm to his lips, pressing a soft kiss on the inside of it. Jess forgot all about feeling 'weird' as she felt the familiar shivers run down her spine and let herself relax. How stupid she was, she thought. How could she be shy of Becker! Her husband. It was just the situation- being in a honeymoon suite with everyone knowing she was a new bride!

Becker moved his hand to the buttons on her bodice. He slowly undid the first one, whilst Jess stood still, hardly daring to breathe... He began on the second button, and it was all Jess could do not to groan aloud. When he reached the final button, he gently pulled the dress apart across her shoulders, exposing the sexy lingerie she had bought for her honeymoon. Becker lowered his head, kissing the exposed flesh, and suddenly Jess was no longer shy. She no longer felt awkward or strange- she was in the arms of the man she loved and this was where she belonged. She fell into his arms, offering herself completely and utterly to her new husband…

~~oOOo~~

Connor Temple bounded into his hotel room a few days later, and stopped short when he saw his beautiful wife fast asleep on the sofa. As Abby was well into her pregnancy, she had begun the habit of taking a nap each afternoon, but usually slept in the bedroom of the lush hotel they were staying at for their honeymoon, courtesy of James Lester, rather than on the sofa.

"She stayed up for me!" he sighed, wonderingly. "Well, she's actually asleep, but it's the thought that counts!" he added to himself. Abby stirred at the sound of her husband's voice and moaned a little, stretching luxuriantly as she came fully awake.

"Hey, hey, hey… hello! What are you doing? You should have gone to bed!" Connor Temple laughingly said to her.

"Waiting for my husband." she replied pulling him down to her by his scarf and kissing him lightly. "I missed you!"

"Missed you too!"

"Where did you go?"

"I just had a look at the souvenir shops in the hotel. Didn't want to go far without you, but I didn't want to disturb you."

"What did you buy?" Abby asked, eyeing the small bag clutched in Connor's hand.

"Oh, it's just a little gift for Lester…you know, for arranging all this." he swept his hand around indicating the beautiful room they were staying in. It was a fabulous room, more like a suite really. There was an area to sit and watch the very large TV which was hanging on the wall. There were two settees surrounding the TV and a beautiful ornate rug covering the soft chocolate brown carpeting.

To the left were the large patio doors, leading onto an enclosed balcony, where they enjoyed sitting in the evenings with a tall glass of iced fruit juice each, just enjoying being together. There was a long coffee table at the back of the room, with a couple of armchairs around it, behind which was the door to their bedroom. To the right, there was the bathroom which had the biggest bath they had ever seen. It was like a Jacuzzi with bubbles and fairy lights surrounding it. It was truly the nicest place either of them had ever seen.

"Connor! Whatever did you get him?" she said suspiciously looking at the bag in his hand.

"A bottle of authentic Caribbean rum! Thought he'd like it."

"That's very thoughtful of you, Connor! He'll love it!"

"Was going to get him one of those great hats- you know the black, red and yellow ones, but didn't think he'd…what?" Connor said as Abby's eyebrows shot up and she looked horrified.

"No! You can't get one of those for Lester! He'd think you were crazy!"

"Thinks that already! Abby…would you mind if I got one for myself…I think they're great!"

"Maybe…"

"Can I get one with dreadlocks…What!" he cried again as Abby emphatically yelled 'No' as he spoke.

"Connor Temple! I will not be seen anywhere with you wearing that! "

"I thought you'd say that. Just a hat, then? Yeah!"

"You're such a kid!" she laughed. "Ow!"

Connor instantly grew serious. "Abby! What is it? Is it the baby? It's not…you're not…"

"Don't panic, Connor. Junior here just dug into me a bit, that's all! Agrees with me that his or her daddy's silly!"

"Don't scare me like that!" Connor cried, placing his hand over his heart. "Nearly had a heart attack!"

"You'd better get used to it! It's going to happen soon enough, and I need you to support me, not become a patient yourself!"

"I will, I promise, Abby. Just took me by surprise that's all."

"OK, then." Abby said as she turned to go into the bedroom. Connor spun her gently around.

"No- I mean it, Abby. All joking aside. I'll be there for you, whenever you need me. You do know that, right?"

"I know." Abby said softly.

Connor stood facing Abby, so close she could feel his warm breath on her face. All thoughts of bright hats and rum and Lester were immediately forgotten. He gently touched her cheek with the back of his hand, then slid it around to the back of her head, where his fingers tangled in the long blonde strands and he pulled her towards him. Her head tilted upwards slightly as her mouth met his and she felt his lips roughly against hers, getting more passionate each moment.

He drew back, breathing deeply and took her hand and gently led her to the bedroom, where their lips met again as they lay down together in the soft bed. Connor suddenly realised he was still clutching the bottle of rum in his hand and sat up to carefully place it on the bedside table.

"Connor…" Abby's voice petulantly cried. "Come back…"

"Oh, you want this do you?" he replied, kissing her cheek.

"Yes. More, please…" she childishly whined.

"And this?" he murmured, his hands tracing a path over her waist, down the side of her hip and then gently caressing her swollen belly, kissing the hollow of her neck at the same time.

"Yes!" she cried.

"Well, I don't know…You need to rest and I'm a bit hungry…" Connor teased, making as if to get up.

"Connor!" Abby exclaimed as she sat up, and gave him a 'look'.

Connor laughed, and as Abby lifted her face up inviting him to kiss her, he stopped teasing and suddenly overwhelmed by passion, pulled her to him, kissing her heatedly.

"You're beautiful." he murmured against her lips, moving once again to her throat, kissing the pulsing nerve softly. "Mrs Temple, you've made me the happiest man on earth!"

"Mrs Temple!" she whispered, although it was hard to breathe. "I love the sound of that. Kiss me again!"

Connor groaned softly as his passion and hunger for his wife took over every nerve in his body and he could no longer think coherently…..

~~oOOo~~

Becker and Jess were lazing on the sunbeds beside the large swimming pool. Jess had turned a lovely bronze colour and wanted to top up her tan, wearing a bright orange bikini, and sarong around her waist, but Becker stayed covered up in a white t-shirt and shorts.

Jess had a notebook on her knee where she had been practising her new signature, and 'Mrs Jessica Becker' appeared on the page in several different styles and squiggles. The notebook was now closed though as she snuggled comfortably on the sunbed to have a little snooze. Becker was already gently snoring beside her, and the soft sound made her feel comfortable and cosy. Just as she began to drop off, they both suddenly felt somebody come and sit with them, and as they both stirred and opened their eyes, Becker turned his head, eyes squinting against the sun as he awoke.

"Connor!" he said. "Haven't seen you in days- have you even come out of your room? What you been up to locked in there, eh!" Becker said, uproariously laughing at his own joke.

"Ha, ha mate- same as you, I bet!" Connor had the satisfaction in seeing Becker go slightly pink and tight- lipped.

"Where's Abby?" Jess asked.

"She's left me!" Connor sighed sadly.

Both Jess and Becker sat upright. "What!" they cried. "You had an argument?"

"No, she's gone to have a facial in the beauty parlour. Left me all alone!" Connor whined.

Becker picked up Jess' water and threw it over Connor.

"Wha…?" Connor cried, trying to catch his breath after the freezing water hit him square in the face.

"Idiot!" Becker announced, settling back into his chair. "Surely you can live without her for five minutes!"

"She's been gone a whole hour!" Connor said petulantly. "Nothing wrong in missing m'wife, is there?"

"Well you don't have to miss her any more!" another voice joined in. Abby had just joined them, looking fresh and relaxed after her facial. She lightly kissed Connor's cheek and sat down in the chair beside him.

"He's been moping that you'd left him!" Becker said.

"Cheers, mate!"

"Well, I think it's sweet." Abby smiled, stroking Connor's cheek.

"See!" he stated, triumphantly.

"Sickening, more like." Becker grumbled.

"Becker!" Jess joined in. "Won't you miss me if I'm gone?"

"Of course I would!" he responded. "Just won't make a big deal about it."

"Well, maybe you don't love me as much as Connor loves Abby!"

Becker groaned. "Jess…!" he said with a strangled cry. "See what you've done now, Temple!"

"Me?"

Jess suddenly laughed. "Just teasing!"

They all giggled, then fell silent, just enjoying the sun and relaxation. Abby suddenly yelped.

"Ow!" she cried, clutching her stomach.

"Abby!" Connor cried. "Are you OK? Is it…"

"NO, Connor! Told you yesterday. It's fine. Junior here's just lying on a nerve, that's all. Budge over, little'un. That's better. See, Connor. Just normal twinges!"

"Well, as soon as we get back tomorrow, you're going for a check-up!" Connor announced. "Please? For me?" he added as Abby looked sceptical.

She suddenly smiled, softening immediately. "Alright, Connor. For you."

Connor grinned, his dimple playing on his cheek as Abby moved as close to him as she could. He forgot everything else- the people milling around, Becker and Jess lazing on their own sunbeds and everything else as he drew her into his arms and gently kissed her.

"They're at it again!" Becker sighed. "Come on, Jess- let's go for a walk and leave these two lovebirds to it…"

Jess took the hand Becker offered and as they began to walk away, his arm went around her, pulling her tight against him. "Maybe we need a little time alone too, eh!" he whispered.

Jess giggled and looked at him lovingly and they kissed lightly before wandering off, leaving Connor and Abby still engrossed with each other. Jess had long since ceased to notice the jealous stares of other scantily dressed holidaymakers as they looked at Becker, hoping to catch his attention, but he had eyes only for Jess, and they sorrowfully watched them whispering together and wondered what this girl had that they didn't. She was so lucky!

They didn't go far for their walk, because as they laughed and chatted together, they'd hardly noticed that they'd wandered back inside the hotel, and suddenly realised they were at the door of their suite. Becker looked at Jess and grinned evilly.

"Karma!" he said. "Meant to be!" With that he swooped her up into his arms and threw the door of their room open, kicking it shut behind them and carrying Jess to the bedroom.

"Hilary Becker!" she cried, swinging her legs madly. "One track mind!"

"Definitely!" he responded. "Where you're concerned!"

"Just how I like it…" she whispered, squealing as he threw her none too gently on the bed, and slowly approached his wife…

To Be Continued…

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