Chapter Six- Rainy day

The crimson sun unravelling from beach, into the hotel rooms. Michael laid, eyes shut, thinking about when they go home, Nikita slowly woke, opening her eyes to see Michael. He looked peaceful. Her hands tenderly caressing his dark hair. Michael's eyes still shut. She couldn't resist kissing him. He started to move, Nikita's whole body froze, hoping he wouldn't wake up because of her. She was clueless to the fact that Michael had kissed her minutes before she woke-up. He began smiling as she placed another gentle peck on his lips; he launched his hands on her waist and forced her on top of him.

"Good morning" Michael said impressed with himself.

Shocked. That the only way to describe the way Nikita was feeling. It was like being in a kissing heaven.

After a bit of blissful morning activities, the fake married couple made their way to the hotel breakfast bar. Michael dressed in the same jeans he wore the day before and a clean grey, tight tank top. His muscles looked as though they were ready to pop out. Nikita wore a hot gold slit swimsuit with a short, black bouncy skirt and a cardigan her hair in a high messy pony tail.

After breakfast Michael leant over to Nikita and said "Hope your only plan is to go shopping with your rather sexy husband; if I do say so myself"

Nikita looked up at him with an expression silently asking really.

He nodded and she laughed at him and replied "Well if you're sexy what am I?"

It went silent as Michael pulled his thinking face. "Titillating"

Nikita couldn't do anything but laugh and commented "That's a big word for you isn't it?"

By the time she had said that he was in front of her dragging her up to the hotel room for them to get changed. After they got into the hotel room Michael began teasing her

"You're not as courageous as people think"

He knew exactly what to say to get her wound up. She shot him a dirty look.

"Why? What would make you change your mind?" she said laughing and leaving Michael humming and urming.

"I know something you won't do. I Michael 'Robinson' dare you Nikita 'Robinson' to spend the whole day without underwear on!"

Nikita looked at him and laughed in his face.

"Is that it?!" she said smiling and slowly walking up to him and whispering into his ear "Is this to make things easier later?"

With that Michael smirked and looked in the wardrobe, which at some point Nikita had time to put everything into, he found a dress he liked popped his head round the door and smiled.

"I think you should wear this" smugly saying as he pulled a short black dress which fastened by ties at the back.

After they got ready and were walking out of the door, Michael placed his hand proudly around his woman's hips as they made their way to the lobby to get in the hired car. So far after been in four shops Michael had bought Nikita: two new dresses some nude coloured heels and a pair of brown sun-glasses. While they were walking past a boutique Nikita spotted a one shoulder, hollow out back, open sleeveless, Latin long maxi dress. Michael saw her eyes light up as they walked passed. Knowing she wouldn't admit to wanting the dress.

They stopped at a cake stand and Michael turned to Nikita

"Desert food" he said smiling.

Nikita said shaking her head "I'm not eating that"

With that she began to walk over to the centre of the city. Michael was pointing at two buns and Nikita saw he was waiting to pay so she sat on a fountain gazing at the tip of the Eiffel tower. After Michael paid the man, he saw Nikita and took out his HTC and snapped a picture of her, then carried on walking up to her biting ones of the buns he had bought.

"This tastes nice the man said it's meant to be shared with the one you love hence the hearts" he said wafting the bun in her face.

Giving in she took a small delicate bite with a sarcastic smile on her face.

He pushed the cream on the bun onto the tip of her nose whispering "I needed an excuse to kiss you, other than I can't resist"

He kissed her nose then lips finally pulling away as the wind began attacking with specs of rain mangled in. Michael laughed as Nikita tried sheltering her hair with her hands.

"Let's call it a day." Michael said taking hold of Nikita's hand and pulling her up and speed walking to the car. Finally reaching the car, Michael opened the door for Nikita letting her slide in. After shutting the door he drove them to the hotel. From time to time he glanced at his beautiful girlfriend, who was shivering, and ran his hand up and down her thigh.

"Well you chose the wrong day to prove me wrong about the chicken thing because now my baby's cold" He murmured as he slowly took his jacket off, when they reached a red light and wrapped it around her, caressing her arm.

"I'm suggesting we spend the night at the hotel this weathers not clearing up any time soon" Michael calmly said as the windscreen wipers swashed across the front window.

"Sweetie, I think your right. The hotel restaurant is relaxing anyway plus we might see Kyle so we can keep an eye on him." Nikita replied absorbed in Michael's eyes.

After a couple of hours reporting to Ryan and everyone back at division. Michael wandered into the bathroom and called out to Nikita.

"Wow, a guy can get really lonely in here"

Nikita laughed

"Well I want a massage and a day with you in a fancy room but I'm not complaining" Quickly replying

"The baths big enough for two after all it's a pent house suit. Tell you what you have a relaxing soak with me and I'll give you a massage. Deal?" Michael Persuaded Nikita.

"Deal" An irresistible tone of voice came out.

Michael turned the water on and poured a couple of drops of a lavender scented bubble bath. Knowing it would take at least twenty minutes to fill the bath, Michael went on a hunt for Nikita. He found her staring out of the giant patio doors and calmly said "You always had a thing for windows didn't you?"

Taking a few steps closer to her she turned a fraction, her back still facing Michael.

"Yes, they allow you to see the world without other people really realizing that you are watching them" She answered.

With that he span her round roughly planting his lips on hers guiding her to the bathroom. Pulling away he pulled the tie holding her dress up, it dropped down her back, he began pulling the strapless dress down even more until he was distracted by a deep kiss. Nikita grabbed the bottom of his tight top pulling it over his head breaking their kiss, she thought the top got stuck and pulled a funny face. Michael began laughing as he finished pulling the top off. He caught her by surprise as he finished taking her dress off. Leaving her in a black strapless bra. She reached for the button on his jean and slowly undid it letting the drop he pushed her into the bathroom.

Reaching for the last piece of clothing, before she was left naked. Throwing the bra somewhere in the bathroom he picked her up bridal style and placed her in the lavender smelling bubble bath. Dropping his boxers, he stepped behind her and slid into the water. Nikita sat between Michael's strong legs as he began gently rubbing her shoulder she began to slide down the bath, she was that relaxed. Michael tied his legs around her to stop her falling anymore still rubbing her shoulders moving to her ribs and dropping to her hips. Her face went from smiling to peaceful as she started to drift off as though she was in a bed. Michael looked at her and kissed her head and attempted to discreetly climb out of the bath but failed as he almost fell, knocking Nikita he sank back down slowly rocking her with an embarrassed face expression hiding in her hair.

"Sorry honey, I was going to get the shampoo"

"Sweetie you don't have to, same with carrying me about all the time you'll hurt yourself. Seen as I'm up I may as well wash my hair and stuff." She replied a bit worried about him.

"Hurt myself? I've been shot and that hurt. Carrying you is almost like picking a teddy up" He replied smiling.