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Chapter 21: Epilogue
Stephanie's POV
Five Days Later
Oahu, Hawaii

"Babe, this is our last day here in Hawaii. What do you want to do?"

Ranger's soft voice roused me from the nap I had been so blissfully taking after our latest bout of lovemaking. "Mmm, the beach. Shopping. You. Not in that order," I mumbled drowsily.

I opened my eyes just wide enough to see Ranger grin.

"Come on, sleepyhead. Let's go get some lunch, then we'll go shopping and have the stuff sent back here to the hotel while we go straight to the beach. I have a surprise for you."

"You go 'head and shower," I mumbled. "Wake me when you're done."

I was serious about getting more sleep. Unfortunately—or is that fortunately?—Ranger had other plans.

He swooped me up into his arms, and an hour and two showers later, we headed out into the sunshine. We ate at a little seafood place near the shops I wanted to go to before finding little gifts for Tank and Lula as well as both our moms in one of the little shops that sold souvenirs and knickknacks from Oahu.

Once Ranger had called the hotel and arranged for someone to come pick up our bags, he led me to the closest clothing store. It was right off the beach and had the cutest bikinis in the window.

"Carlos, I brought my swimsuit," I protested when he pulled a red, barely-there bikini from the rack and started leading me to the dressing room.

"I know, Babe. Indulge me, okay?"

I nodded and took the suit from him, heading into the curtained dressing room.

I slipped the suit on, tying the little bows on my hips that held the tiny bottoms in place and the one between my breasts holding the two triangles together. They barely covered my nipples. "Carlos! I am not wearing this out in public! It's indecent!"

He chuckled. "Babe, if it fits, don't worry about it. I promise you'll be able to wear it."

I looked back at my reflection in the mirror. It fit, I supposed. I was just not sure I was brave enough to wear it anywhere. "I guess it fits, but I'm not taking my shirt and shorts off!"

"Babe," he said, laughing softly. "Give me the tag and then wear the suit under your clothes. I'll meet you at the register."

Sighing, I untied the sales tag from the hanger and handed it out to Ranger through the curtain.

As soon as I was dressed, Ranger finished paying and led me outside to the street, where a beautiful new blue Corvette convertible sat at the curb.

"Babe, this is part one of your surprise. We'll drive this out today and then it will be shipped back to Trenton and will be waiting for you when we get home."

I squealed and threw my arms around him.

He handed me the keys and walked me around to the driver's side, where he opened the door and waited until I'd slid down into the amazing leather seats before closing it behind me. Then he quickly went around to the other side and was just closing the door when I turned the key, the engine roaring to life. I glanced quickly at the oncoming traffic and peeled out into a break in the flow of cars, heading the way Ranger indicated.

"Drive this way for three miles and then be prepared to turn left, Babe."

I nodded, showing him I'd heard, as I reached down to push the button to release the top. The air rushed in, blowing my curls around. I was glad I had pulled it into a ponytail.

We drove slowly with the other traffic, not in a rush, until Ranger pointed left at the road up ahead. I flicked the blinker, slowed, and then turned onto a road that led farther into the beach. I drove around the winding street until I came to a guard shack. I pulled up and rolled down the window.

"Hi, folks. Can I help you?" A surfer-looking guy with bright blond hair wearing swim trunks and an orange tank top leaned out of the shack, holding a clipboard.

Ranger leaned across me, holding out his driver's license. "Carlos Manoso, reservation for spot six for today."

The man looked at Ranger and his license and then checked the clipboard. "Gotcha. About a mile and a half ahead on the left. Just park in one of the marked spots and follow the signs. Please respect other people's privacy, and stick to the trail for spot six. Have a great day, and be careful!"

Once he was back in the small building and Ranger was back in his seat, I drove off, giving Ranger a questioning glance.

"The city turned a long stretch of beach into six private beach spots. They built up rocks around each spot to ensure privacy on the beach, although you are out in the open once you hit the water, and they let you rent a spot per half day or full day. We have the spot on the end for the day."

My eyes widened as I realized that was why he had wanted me in the suit so much. Ohhh yeah, I am going to enjoy this, I thought, grinning.

We turned into the small parking lot, joining the other two cars already there. Ranger came around, helped me out, and then pushed the button for the trunk. Holding my hand, he led me to the back of the car and pulled out a big blanket and a large cooler. After closing the lid, we walked around the car and headed for the beach.

Right at the edge of the parking lot, a sign pointed to the right down a small trail leading to spot six. We walked about half a mile down the trail, passing small entrances between the big rock groupings until we reached a plaque announcing our spot. Ranger ushered me in ahead of him.

The sand was a gorgeous, sparkling, almost golden yellow color, and the area was perfectly clean and secluded. I helped spread the blanket as Ranger grabbed four flat rocks to hold down the corners. I stripped off my shirt and shorts, tossing my shoes to the side of the blanket, which left me in nothing but the teeny tiny bikini. I heard a low wolf whistle behind me.

"Babe," Ranger said as he slid his arms around my waist, pulling me tightly back against him. I felt his bare chest pressed against my back and his already hard length against my ass through our swimsuits.

I turned around slowly, looking up into his eyes as he lowered his lips to mine. The kiss began softly, just our lips brushing against one another's. It quickly heated up as my hands moved down to cup his hard ass through his swim trunks. Ranger pulled me tighter, grinding against me, his cock straining against the fabric. I moaned, cupping him harder, my nails biting into his ass through the suit.

Ranger pulled away suddenly. Tugging the band out of my hair and letting it flow around my shoulders, he said, "C'mon, Babe. Let's go swimming." He tossed the band down with my clothes and grabbed my hand, pulling me down the beach toward the water.

We played and swam in the water for nearly an hour until the cool water finally drove us out onto the warm sand. I was swept off my feet as Ranger picked me up, bridal-style, and carried me up to our private spot among the rocks.

He stood me up in front of him, crushing me against his chest. Kissing my lips once, he then moved down my neck. I moaned when I felt him nibbling and sucking at the pulse point on my throat as his hands untied the top of my bikini, peeling it away from my body and tossing it to the side. He suddenly palmed my breasts in his large, warm hands and ran his thumbs gently over my nipples, making me moan again.

It wasn't long before Ranger was naked and hovering over me. We made love on the blanket, the warm Hawaiian breeze blowing over us as we came together.

He dropped to his elbows, peppering my face with soft, gentle kisses as his thrusts slowed. He lay next to me, pulling me against his side. "Dios, Babe! Te quiero, Stephanie."

When we finally could breathe, he placed a gentle kiss on my lips before sitting up. "Want some water, Babe? Need to keep hydrated." His eyes were alight and dancing as he said, "I'm not nearly done with you."

I looked at him with all the love in my heart and knew that the rest of our honeymoon would be as perfect as Hawaii had been. Without a doubt, our life together would be even greater.

The End

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