Author's note: Thanks for being so patient everyone! There 3-4 chapters left. Have a good weekend!
With their hands clasped, they walked down the stairs of the plane and entered the town car that was waiting for them. Agent 47 drove them out of the airport and onto the streets of Istanbul.
"You know.." She spoke to him as she checked her reflection in the mirror, "I have a few surprises of my own."
He looked at her with questioning eyes.
"But you'll have to wait to find out what they are." She winked at him.
Hiding how excited he was, he simply grinned, "Well, here's one of mine." His head tipped to her window.
When she turned to her right she saw the hotel they had stayed in during their first trip to Istanbul. The luminous smile on her face somehow made her more beautiful.
"I love it, Frank!" She happily leaned over tasting his lips.
The joyous reaction she had more than pleased him, he ran his fingers through her soft hair then settled on her heart.
A gentle tap at Nika's window interrupted them; it was one of hotel's doormen.
"I'll show you how..grateful I am later." Her eyes ran along his body before the door man opened the car door for her.
His stare followed her backside until he got out of the car.
Soon after he checked them in, the hotel manager led them to a private elevator where he used his keycard to activate the call button.
"Where are we going?" She asked him.
"The Penthouse Suite."
Her green eyes grew slightly large, "We have the whole top floor to ourselves?"
"Yes. The suite we stayed before was already taken."
She linked arms with him and kissed his cheek, "I can't wait. There's going to so much room and..possibilities for us." There was a suggestive glint her eyes.
If it weren't for the doorman behind them and the elevator doors opening revealing an attendant, he would have taken her.
A loud grasp came from her the moment he opened the doors to the suite. She let go of his arm and walked around the suite letting her hands touch the luxurious furniture as she explored each room.
Agent 47 watched his wife moved throughout the suite in awe. He told the doorman and elevator attendant where to place their luggage. The attendant told him the call numbers on the telephone in case they needed anything. Both men immediately left after they were generously tipped.
"Nika?" He called out.
"I'm in the master bathroom!" She hollered.
Following the sound of her voice he strode through the master suite and almost smiled after he stepped into the bathroom doorway.
While she lay in the large empty bathtub she wiggled her brows, "There's plenty of room for two."
"I don't doubt it." He stood in the doorway.
"We should find out for ourselves."
"We will, in time. Right now, we have.."
"Breakfast reservations, I know..you're so serious," she playfully pouted as he helped her out of the bathtub.
"I'm going to unpack."
"All right, I need to do my makeup anyway."
He held out his hand helping out of the tub.
Like the gentleman that he was he opened the door's suite letting her leave first.
"Thank you." She kindly grinned at him.
He pressed the elevator's call button before taking her in arms and pushing against the wall. His mouth hungrily savored lips as his hands went to her full backside pressing her hips into him.
Nika quickly got over her initial shock letting her fingers run through his short dark hair. She released a low moan once she felt their hips against each other. When her right hand went to belt he suddenly let go of her.
"What the fuck?"
With a smirk he fixed his hair and clothes, "We're even."
Her eyes narrowed in frustration, annoyance and arousal, "You bastard!" Then she proceeded to swear in Russian.
Enjoying her reaction he told her, "The elevator will be here in a matter of seconds.."
She continued to swear while combing her hair with her fingers.
Right before the elevator doors opened, "I hate you."
"Liar," he teased her.
The glare she was giving him brought a hint of a smile to his lips.
Moments later they found themselves on the hotel restaurant's rooftop waiting for their food to arrive.
"It's very nice out and it's still winter.." Nika said crossing her long legs. The pale blue dress she wore followed her movement settling effortlessly against her figure.
"I checked the weather, it going to be warm during our stay."
As she drank from a glass of water her foot brushed against the back of his right calf, "So, what are we doing?"
"What you love the most."
A devilish look came to her face.
He knew what she was thinking, "Not that. Second."
Her eyes lit up with excitement, "Shopping!"
"Yes," he tipped his head, "for lunch I chartered a yacht..unless you're."
She shook her head, "I don't get sick on boats. This is gonna be great! The water is so beautiful."
"I thought you'd enjoy it."
The sweetest smile formed on her pink lips, "Thank you, for doing all of this."
"We deserve a real honeymoon and..a second chance here."
"Frank, you were a different man back then, it's not your fault."
His gaze briefly fell to the table, "Still..this won't be like last time."
Her lips pecked his mouth but she couldn't help herself, "I won't stop you. But since this a redux, does this mean that you'll throw my breakfast at me?"
In a flat tone he answered her, "Is that a request? Because I'll gladly comply."
She stuck out her tongue when he caught the napkin that she threw at his face.
They shared a quiet chuckle until their meals arrived.
For the next couple of hours they walked the streets of Istanbul buying gifts for their children, friends and each other. Nika continued to tease her husband by touching and brushing her body against him when others weren't looking. He was determined to win the challenge; he feigned annoyance with her actions.
"We should get going." He glanced at his mobile phone.
"Just one more outfit." She said from the dressing room.
"Fine, but then we have to go."
Seconds later, she opened the door and stepped out wearing a red bikini.
The sight of her perfect body being barely covered was beyond enticing, it was almost torture.
"What do you think?"
"It's..the water's too cold for you to swim." He held his composure.
"I know, this is for back home," she turned around knowing what it would do to him.
When she revealed that the bikini bottom was a thong he fought to keep his expression straight.
"So? Should I get it?"
"If you want…"
"All right, I'll wear it on our next honeymoon." Her tongue ran along her bottom lip.
"We'll see."
As she was about to step into the dressing room he struck her full backside. He worried that he had crossed a line when she froze not facing him.
Feeling him smack her backside was surprising, he had never done it before but she liked it. She turned her head giving him a wicked smile followed by a wink.
Relief came to him once he saw her reaction, "Don't take too long."
"I won't." She closed the door behind her.
After a short drive to the marina, they boarded the yacht. The captain and chef introduced briefly themselves and returned to their stations. Meanwhile, they walked through each deck taking in the luxurious design before going to the saloon for drinks. Nearly fifteen minutes later the chef's server came in.
"Mr. and Mrs. Holt, your lunch is waiting for you on the back deck."
They followed his lead and took their seats at the table. Agent 47 politely thanked him and tipped him.
"My wife and I will let you know when we're finished."
"Of course Mr. Holt. You two have a lovely evening," the server said before leaving them.
Nika looked forward past her husband.
"What are you thinking about?" He asked.
"The kids."
"That's not surprising."
She shook her head, "No I..I want them to have what's between us. They should be with people who love and respect them."
"Of course but why are you thinking about that now?"
Her gaze lingered to the blue waters that surrounded them, "Because I know that they're going to get their hearts broken first before they do. And I can't do anything to stop it."
He reached and grasped her hand, "Nika..it's a part of life we can't stop it..no matter how much we want to."
"I know..it's just hard."
"Well, it's up to us to raise them right. They'll know who to stay away from and when to get out of a bad relationship. You've done well with Madison so far."
"You really think so?"
"Yes, Derek is a nice boy and she chose him because of you."
A small grin was on her lips, "That's true. Mikey is going to grow up to be a good man because you're an incredible father."
Touched by her compliment he kissed her mouth.
When he began to withdraw she held his face bring him into another kiss.
Following lunch, they went to the living quarters and watched two movies. He then took her by the hand leading them back outside. His arms wrapped around her while they sat down and watched the sunset over the ocean.
Once they returned to their suite, Nika began to undress, "What time is our reservation?"
"Seven, we have over an hour to get ready." He felt a vibration in his jean pocket.
"Good, I'm taking a shower. Would you like to join me?" Her dress dropped to the floor revealing the white lace bra and panties she wore.
"Nika..an hour." He scolded her.
"You're no fun," she pouted and closed the bathroom door behind her.
He waited until he heard the water to walk onto the balcony. After closing the doors he dialed Declan's number.
"Boss, I know you told me not to call unless.." Declan answered.
"Just tell me." He barely hid the impatience in his voice.
"He's gonna be in Istanbul tonight!"