Chapter Two
This was it. They were finally married. The months of planning, the gruelling "juice cleanse" (which Kevin had failed miserably in the face of some moo shu pork at the Precinct), and all that stress over everything being perfect had finally culminated in a beautiful church wedding with everything going absolutely perfectly. And now, for the honeymoon. Somehow, this made Kevin more nervous than the actual wedding. It wasn't like he and Jenny hadn't Done It together before. It was just that this was the first time they'd be doing it after marriage, so it had to be perfect.
The pair were honeymooning at Castle's house in the Hamptons, in return for a favour Kevin had done Castle ages ago. The house was very well maintained, and at the same time, it was posh in an understated way. "Wow, when Rick has a house like THIS, I don't see why he'd want to live in an apartment in New York," said Jenny in amazement as they paid the taxi driver and Kevin was fumbling for the keys in his coat pocket. He unlocked the door and pushed it open. "I can't wait to see the inside!" said Jenny excitedly, making a move to step in, but Kevin caught her just above the elbow and pulled her back gently. "Ah ah ah, we're doing this the traditional way," he said with a smile, picking up a surprised Jenny bridal - style. She smiled, wrapping her arms round his neck, her tan handbag dangling from her hand. "Just so, Detective Ryan," she murmured. They kissed as they crossed the threshold.
Kevin set her down inside the house and closed the door behind them. The pair shared a short but tender kiss. "Why don't we get unpacked and freshen up? We've got the place to ourselves for a week," said Kevin, mentally thanking Castle. He set their suitcases down by the foot of the bed and grabbed a change of clothes and his toiletries before heading to the bathroom in the guest bedroom, letting Jenny have the bathroom in the master bedroom where they would be sleeping.
When he pushed the door of he master bedroom open, Kevin's heart was beating madly. He hadn't planned any big seduction scene for tonight and was praying that there would be no awkward moments. He was an awkward guy, and was hoping that things would go smoothly. His mouth went dry when he saw Jenny. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing her rose scented moisturizer into her skin. She was wearing a short satin spaghetti strap nightdress. It was pale pink and complemented her fair, rosy complexion. Her blond hair formed a halo round her head and she looked like an angel. He cleared his throat. She turned round and smiled. "Hey Kevin! Why're you standing there? Come in," she said, standing up and replacing the bottle of moisturizer on the dressing table. He joined her at the dresser, taking longer than necessary to arrange his toiletries in the cabinet behind the mirror. He was nervous. He dearly wished he could call Espo for a pep talk. But if he slunk off to the balcony to make a call Jenny would smell a rat. So he had to stay put.
She took a step towards him, a smile on her face, when he suddenly stepped back. "Uh, let's eat first." he said hurriedly in response to the surprised look on her face. He was just about to head towards the kitchen when she said, "Don't worry, I packed some wine and chocolates. Let's have them here." Panicked, Kevin sat down on the edge of the bed with a thump. Had she planned EVERYTHING? He was feeling more like a loser than ever. Jenny pulled the wine and chocolates out of her suitcase with a flourish and set them down between them on the bed. "I'll go get some wine glasses," she said, heading to the door. "No, I'll get them," he almost shouted, scrambling up. Jenny narrowed her eyes. "Kevin, are you okay? You've been acting weird ever since we got here." She crossed her arms and frowned, silently demanding an explanation. Kevin sighed. He slumped his shoulders. "Jenny, I'm so sorry, it's just that I've been so stressed with all the wedding planning that I didn't have time to think up a plan of action for our honeymoon. But I want it to be perfect, and-" Kevin stopped when he saw Jenny's lip tremble. She burst out laughing. "So THAT'S what this is all about? And plan of action? Come on Kevin, this is a honeymoon, not a police raid!" She laughed, taking his hand and pulling him close. "Just go with the flow," she murmured, her lips dangerously close to his. "What about the wine and chocolates?" he asked softly, lost in her eyes as he wrapped his arms round her. "There's time for that later. We'll be here for seven days," she murmured kissing him. He returned her kiss slowly and passionately, and didn't worry about a plan of action for the rest of their blissful honeymoon.