"What are you thinking about?" Nikki asked Harry as they both lay still tangled up on the sofa, Nikki straddling Harry as she lay her head on his shoulder, running one hand over his chest.

"What our life would have been like if I'd admitted my feelings for you earlier" Harry replied quietly, pressing a soft kiss to Nikki's forehead, his lips lingering on her skin. "I wonder if we'd be married and have children already" his hand had strayed to her stomach and was rubbing it gently with his fingers "Or if we'd be taking it slowly because there was less pent up frustration and need"

"or if we'd have children but not be married" Nikki added, her lips pressing to Harry's in a short lazy kiss "or married with no children"

"You've thought about it as well?"

"Hmm" Nikki nodded, liking the feeling of Harry's hand on her stomach as he drew random patterns on her skin.

"You're so beautiful" Harry whispered suddenly, reaching up and pushing some of Nikki's soft hair behind her ear, his hand lingering on her face. Nikki smiled slightly and leant down to kiss her husband, deepening the kiss before he had time to protest, not that he would have done. She moaned slightly when she felt his arousal growing inside her, rocking against him and drawing a gasp from Harry.

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"Are you going to start packing soon?" Nikki enquired to her husband when he walked into their bedroom to see Nikki folding up some of her clothes and putting them in the suitcase.

"No, we have two days yet"

"You're such a man" Nikki giggled and Harry chuckled as he sat down on the bed, leaning over and picking up a pair of Nikki's red lacy underwear.

"And why have I not seen you in these yet?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as Nikki leant over and plucked them from his grasp.

"Be good and you might" she told him with a smirk. Harry noted with extreme excitement that she put them on the pile of clothes that she wasn't packing.

"Why are you packing? We have two days" he asked again

"Because I'm packing the things that I've worn or I don't intend to wear" Nikki sighed exasperatedly and rolled her eyes at Harry "to make it easier for me to pack at the end"

"That's such a womanly thing to do" Harry laughed, reaching over in an attempt to pick up Nikki's red underwear. Nikki grabbed it and held it away from him, laughter escaping her lips as Harry grinned at her. "When do I get to see you in these?"

"It's a surprise" Nikki told him, licking her lips and running her eyes down her husband's body "Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow" she leant over so her mouth was near Harry's ear "Maybe on the flight home"

She heard Harry's breathing hitch in his throat, and felt him reach up and wrap his arms around her waist to pull her down onto him. However she pushed away from him, shaking her head and chuckling.

"Go and start packing. It'll be a lot easier tomorrow if you do some now"

"Yes ma'am" Harry saluted his wife and got a pillow in the face for his troubles.

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"I bet you had all the boys in school chasing you didn't you?" Harry commented suddenly a few hours later as they sat on the beach at the back of the house. Nikki sitting on Harry's lap with his arms securely around her waist, holding her close to him. All the time lazily kissing her neck, breathing in her comforting smell.

"Not really" Nikki responded, not taking her eyes away from the darkening sea.

"I bet they all had their eyes on you though, a beautiful, intelligent woman like yourself" Harry prompted, tucking some of her hair behind her ear and looking her in the face "Hmm?"

"I don't really remember" Nikki murmured "I just used to go out and.." she stopped and shrugged. Harry nodded to show he understood "I just worked at school, kept work and...pleasure separate"

"Well we did a great job of that" Harry chuckled sarcastically, making Nikki giggle and lean up to kiss him "You taste good"

Nikki laughed and wrapped her arms around Harry's neck, kissing him more passionately, running one hand down his t-shirt clad chest.

"He rang me again"

"Who.." Harry asked, his mind slightly clouded by his wife straddling him and running her hands over his chest and through his hair as she whispered into his ear. "Oh" he finally worked out who it was as Nikki leant back and raised an eyebrow at him "What did he want?"

"Same as usual. Money" Nikki replied bitterly, fiddling absentmindedly with the t-shirt he was wearing. "I'm going to the police when we get home"

"Good" Harry nodded, moving slightly so he could lay down on the sand, brining Nikki down with him so her small body was laying on top of his, his arms wrapped protectively around her waist. "They'll all be more than happy to bow down to you and do what you want"

"Glad someone does" Nikki giggled, looking up at her husband and resting her chin on his chest.

"I worship the ground you walk on Nicola" Harry told her, running one hand through her hair "I have since I met you"

"I like it when you call me Nicola" the female pathologist sighed "I never liked anyone calling me it before"

"What about..." Harry murmured, flipping them both over so Nikki was laying on the sand under him. "Beautiful?" he whispered into her neck. "Gorgeous?" he kissed her skin, delighting in the gasp that he drew from her. "Sexy?" he bit down lightly on her neck and Nikki moaned loudly, arching into him involuntarily. "Mmm, I really want to make love to you right now"

"What's..stopping you" Nikki choked out, trying not to let Harry how much she wanted him. She knew that she had failed however when Harry rested his hand on her thigh, rubbing it gently with his thumb.

"You wanted me to go and pack didn't you?" Harry murmured against her neck, kissing the skin gently and delighting in the moans and whimpers he was extracting from his wife.

"Don't..you dare" Nikki hissed, dragging Harry down again as he tried to get up "Your wife needs your attention"

"and who am I to deny my beautiful wife?" Harry whispered as he kissed her.

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"Ah you're taking my advice are you?" Nikki chuckled as she stood in the doorway of the bedroom, watching Harry pack some of his things in his suitcase.

"As always my love" Harry replied, closing the case and dragging it to the corner of the room. Nikki watching him closely, her arms folded over her chest, wearing only one of Harry's shirts. "I always listen to you"

Nikki snorted and shook her head, laughter escaping her throat.

"That'll be the day"

"I'm offended" Harry tried to look shocked as he placed his hand over his heart. Nikki just giggled and shook her head again, sauntering over to her husband as she did so, backing him onto the bed and straddling him.

"Thank you for an amazing holiday" she murmured against his lips, kissing him gently before drawing away "and everything involved"

Harry nodded, reaching over and entwining his hand with Nikki's left, fiddling with the rings on her finger. He brought the hand to his mouth to kiss it gently, all the while looking into Nikki's eyes as she smiled at him.

"It still doesn't seem possible" he told her quietly and Nikki sighed, laying herself on top of Harry and allowing him to wrap his other arm around her back. "I love you so much"

"I love you" Nikki whispered sleepily "You're comfortable"

Harry laughed loudly and scooted up the bed a bit more, before gently removing Nikki from him and laying her on the bed next to him. She curled up in protest and attempted to pull him closer to her but failed as he moved away.

"Harry" she whined, opening her eyes and pleading with him, a pout on her face.

"Don't use those eyes will me Nicola" Harry warned her, leaning down and kissing her "They don't work"

"Liar"

"Fine" Harry sighed, resting his hands either side of her body and looking down at her "Your eyes make me go weak at the best of times, just don't use them against me"

"Wouldn't dream of it" Nikki giggled as Harry pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose "I'm tired"

"Go to sleep then" Harry laughed, tickling her sides and making his wife shriek and squirm under him, laughter escaping her.

"Harry...stop.." Nikki pleaded after a few seconds, attempting to curl up in a ball on the bed and failing. Harry did as his wife asked, his trousers becoming slightly tighter when he observed her heaving chest as she tried to draw a breath, her flushed face and her hair in disarray. He licked his lips and leant down to press a kiss onto Nikki's forehead.

"I'll be back in a minute" he promised her.

"I'm counting" his wife warned as he walked away from the bed and to the bathroom. He had no doubt that she was.


Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while, yet again school has been a bugger :(

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