William and Lizzie finally make it to their honeymoon destination and take full advantage of their privacy.

Notes:

First of all, I am SOO sorry with how long this chapter took. I really hope that 56 pages will make it up to you.

Secondly, this is my 50th chapter! I think that's worth celebrating!

Now enjoy :)


Tuesday, February 3rd

"Welcome to Fregate Island! My name is Nasir. I will be taking care of your every need while you are staying with us," he says in an indistinct accent. "Mr. and Mrs. Darcy, yes?"

"Yes. It's a pleasure to meet you," William says, shaking Nasir's hand. "Please feel free to call me William."

"And I'm Lizzie," Lizzie smiles as she shakes his hand. "Unless you have to call us by our last names…"

"Whatever pleases our guests," Nasir says with a smile before pointing to two other staff members. "These two will be taking your luggage to your villa and I will be escorting you to the Rock Spa for your complimentary massage."

"Complimentary?" Lizzie's eyes widen, glancing at William.

"It's part of the newlywed package," Nasir replies. "An hour long head and shoulders massage that will help get out all those kinks from your travels."

"I obviously didn't read everything in the honeymoon package too closely," Lizzie muses as Nasir gestures to a waiting golf cart.

"I was sure you would have found that while we were doing our research," William says, sliding his arm to her lower back.

"I stopped because I wanted a little mystery," Lizzie teases, bumping against his hip.

"One point to me for actually surprising you," William says.

"The first of many I'm sure," Lizzie grins up at him. He chuckles and kisses her temple before they slide into the back of the golf cart.

"You've come to Fregate at a wonderful time," Nasir says as he begins driving.

"Isn't it wonderful all year around?" Lizzie asks, William seeing the sparkle in her eyes.

"Well, of course," Nasir says, glancing back at them. "We pride ourselves on our privacy and you'll unquestionably have it now. We are at less than half capacity during your whole stay. You'll be enjoying extra privacy with the two empty villas surrounding you."

"Lucky us," William says, giving Lizzie a mischievous grin. She presses her lips together and looks down to hide the faint blush appearing on her cheeks. William slides his hand over to her lap and Lizzie takes it, lacing their fingers together.

"If you don't mind me asking, Nasir," Lizzie says after a moment. "Where are you from? I can't place your accent."

"I stump many guests," Nasir laughs. "I was born in Lyon, France and grew up there until I was eleven. Then my family moved to Cape Town shortly after. My years in Africa have affected my accent. I had the opportunity to work here and haven't looked back in seven years."

"Working here must be amazing," Lizzie replies, glancing out to the bright blue ocean as they zip down the path. "To get this view every day…"

"It's like something out of a dream," William adds.

"It never gets tiring," Nasir says. He pulls over as another cart approaches them. William and Lizzie both politely smile at the older couple passing them and they smile in return. As soon as they've passed them, Nasir continues up the path for a few more minutes before reaching the Rock Spa. "This is your first stop. Would you like me to prepare anything for you at the villa? Perhaps something for breakfast?"

"We, um…" William looks at Lizzie for clues and she shrugs. "We had a little before the helicopter but that was not enough."

"Surprise us, Nasir," Lizzie smiles as they both step out of the cart.

"I will do my best. The food on Fregate is quite renowned," Nasir replies before handing them a slightly bulging folder. "You will have your own cart waiting for you when you are finished. Two sets of keys to your villa and your cart are in there, as well as more information about activities on the island. You can call me at any time and I will have meals prepared for you anywhere, including the privacy of your own villa."

"Sounds heavenly!" Lizzie says excitedly.

"I can tell you've already fallen in love with the view. Your villa has one of the best," Nasir adds. He smiles at them before driving away and Lizzie turns to William, resting her hands on his chest.

"I can't believe we're really here," Lizzie breathes.

"It doesn't feel quite real yet," William replies. "Maybe when we get to our villa."

"I'm glad we're getting these massages now," Lizzie says, grabbing his hand as they head towards the entrance.

"Why is that?" William asks with a smile.

"I'm one hundred percent sure I won't want to leave as soon as we get there," Lizzie teases. William grins and pulls her towards him before he bends his head down and kisses her shoulder.

"I'm in the same mindset," William hums. "A view that is apparently infinitely better than this and experiencing it with my very new wife? Happiest man alive."

"Very new wife," Lizzie giggles, glancing back at him. "I feel like a present or something."

"You might very well be," William leans in and whispers in her ear. "I plan to unwrap you like one."

"Soooo that was amazing," Lizzie sighs, heaving herself into the passenger side of their golf cart. "I could probably take a nap right now."

"It sounds appealing but it definitely won't help us get used to the time change," William says as he sits down, caressing her lower back with his hand for a moment. "I saw you checking out their other treatments."

"They have a couples massage available," Lizzie glances at him. "They'll even come to our villa."

"Just another excuse to become recluses during our honeymoon," William teases before pulling out keys to the golf cart and then handing the envelope to Lizzie.

"I'm pretty sure you said we had plans, sir," Lizzie looks at him expectantly.

"Oh, we do," William says. "I'm just smart enough to keep our first days here completely open."

"How many times have I told you that I love the way you think?" Lizzie asks as he starts driving towards the path to the villas.

"Plenty," William says. "But I will always enjoy hearing it."

"What else do you enjoy hearing?" Lizzie asks playfully.

"I see what you're doing," William says, slowing down as he reaches a fork in the path. He looks to Lizzie with a smile on his face. "Which way, Mrs. Darcy?"

"To the left, Mr. Darcy," Lizzie smiles back at him. "Unless you wanted to play tennis right now."

"We're not quite dressed for that," William chuckles as he continues driving. "Though we could get in some practice and you could beat Gigi more often."

"Or just make her insanely jealous that we played tennis in absolute paradise," Lizzie says.

"I'm sure everybody we know is already seething with it," William muses.

"My slightly younger self is jealous of my current self," Lizzie deadpans. "That's how amazing this place is."

"We're only at the tip of the iceberg," William says. "And, by the way, my younger self is jealous of my current self for very different reasons."

"Would it happen to be yourself from two years ago?" Lizzie asks softly and he nods. "If it helps your younger self, I was already on my way to realizing that I loved you."

"All paths lead to here," William smiles.

"Exactly," Lizzie says, resting a hand on his thigh and giving it a light squeeze. "Speaking of paths, I believe our villa is just over there."

"Villa nine?" William slows down and comes to a stop, seeing the number on the gate. They grin at each other and he pulls into the small space allotted for their cart. William holds out his hand and Lizzie grabs it as they walk towards the gate. She hands him one set of keys and, as he's opening the gate, she looks around. They are utterly surrounded by trees and beautiful greenery.

"There's nothing but beauty on this island," Lizzie says, letting out a small breath. William pauses and looks back at her, giving her a tender smile.

"And you're part of that beauty," William murmurs. Lizzie grins and takes a step forward into his arms before standing on her toes to give him a short kiss, William sliding his hands to her hips.

"I love having a cheesy husband," Lizzie hums, brushing her fingers along the base of his neck.

"Good," William says. "You're stuck with me and my cheesiness for life either way."

"I'm perfectly fine with that. Now, your very new wife wants to go inside," Lizzie says. He smiles, kisses her forehead and then slides his arm around her lower back before he opens the wooden gate. They let it close behind them before they head down a set of stone steps and along a short stone path to their front door. The villa already offers them a view through the glass walls and glass front doors.

"I can already hear the ocean," Lizzie leans into William.

"You can see it too," William grins, unlocking the door and pushing it open. Just as Lizzie's about to walk in, he grabs her arm to stop her. "Not so fast."

"Will, what-"

William scoops her up in his arms and she laughs as she throws an arm around his neck for support. He beams at her and walks over the threshold, pausing for a moment.

"How often are you doing to do this?" Lizzie asks.

"Every place we stay until we get home," William says. "And then I'll do the same thing when we get home."

"I'll take it," Lizzie smiles at him. He keeps her in his arms as he leans his head towards her and they share a slow kiss. She runs her hand through his hair and he hums against her lips. As the kiss ends, he rests his forehead against hers for a moment. "Are you going to put me down?"

"I could hold you all day," William murmurs.

"I want to check this place out though," Lizzie mockingly pouts. "The view is calling us!"

"I did say I could carry you everywhere for a day," William teases.

"Well, we already started this day a few hours ago and there was no carrying," Lizzie says smugly.

"Fair point," William chuckles, setting her back on the floor. A dining room table sits in the middle of the room with four cushioned chairs. A bottle of champagne rests in an ice bucket and two covered silver trays are placed on either side. William sets the keys down on the table before he removes the camera and his phone from his pocket. French doors separate the living room to the left and the bedroom to the right. Another set of French doors lead out to the terrace and Lizzie grabs William's hand, heading straight for it before he can check to see what's under the covered silver trays. She opens both doors and they stop at the sight in front of them. Their wooden terrace opens out to reveals a stunning unobstructed view of the deep blue ocean as well as the cliffs and jungles surrounding them.

Two small steps on one side of the terrace brings them to the second level. Some comfortable looking lounge chairs are positioned against the small ledge with an umbrella and small table sitting between them. A Jacuzzi is connected to their infinity pool, which is spacious and sits at the edge of the deck. A large palm tree sprouts out from the terrace near their pool and provides them extra shade. There's a day bed littered with comfortable looking pillows sitting under a thatched roof with hanging mosquito nets, drifting in the tropical breeze. The cliff side and jungle create a tropical and wild background behind the day bed. A small dining pavilion mirrors the day bed and provides an astonishing view, sits on the opposite side of the pool. Near the pavilion is a slightly hidden set of stairs that leads straight to the small beach ahead of them.

"Wow," Lizzie takes a deep breath as William walks ahead of her towards the pool. "I can't freaking believe this is home for the next three weeks!"

"It's pretty unbelievable," William says, bending down and dipping his fingers into the pool's water to test it. "That's some nice water. Not too warm and not too cold."

"Oh yea?" Lizzie asks, heading over to him. He smiles over his shoulder as he stands up, turning to face her. She smiles widely in return and before he realizes it, he's being pushed into the pool.

"Lizzie!" William sputters as he resurfaces, running his hands through his wet hair and wiping away the water on his face.

"Sorry!" Lizzie says through her laughter. "I couldn't…I couldn't resist! You just looked so…pushable!"

"Wow. I didn't realize I married such a cunning woman," William says, giving her an amused look. She curtsies in return.

"Well you did," Lizzie says, eying his fully clothed and very wet self. "You know what? I was sooo right. Wet looks fantastic on you."

"Uh huh," William shakes his head before holding out his hand. "Help me out, you brat."

"No way. I'm not falling for that," Lizzie steps away from the pool.

"I tried," William says in defeat. He lifts himself out of the pool, immediately toeing off his soaking shoes and peeling away his wet socks, throwing them towards the lounge chairs to dry. He begins to ring out his bottom hem, looking at Lizzie and raising his eyebrow in silence. He smirks at her and then unhurriedly pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it aside. Drops of water run down his toned chest and his skin glistens in the sun, while his wet jeans hang low from the extra weight and show off the grooves of his hipbones. William sees her unconsciously lick her lips and he knows he's got the upper hand now. Knowing her guard is down, he rushes at her and grabs her around the waist before she even has time to move from her spot.

"Oh no no no no!" Lizzie laughs as he holds her tightly to him. He shakes his head wildly and fat droplets splash all over her, getting her and her clothes all wet. They're both laughing as she struggles to get out of his hold but it's pointless, William effortlessly proving he's stronger than her. Only moments later, he lifts her off the ground and she squeals as he pulls them both into the pool, her sandals flying off in the process.

"How does it feel?" William grins as they surface from the water.

"At least we're even," Lizzie says, wading over to him. "The water really is nice."

"I told you," William replies, pulling her towards him. "Wet looks good on you too."

"You're just trying to get me to take my dress off," Lizzie hums, throwing her arms around his shoulders.

"I thought we were making things even," William says innocently.

"Mmmm, you think you're so clever," Lizzie hums, letting William lead them towards the shallow end.

"Clever and cunning. We make a great pair," William smiles, kissing her cheek.

"Thank goodness we made it official," Lizzie says as they reach the bottom step.

"So that's what this ring is for," William teases, holding up his left hand and gesturing towards the wedding band on his ring finger.

"It looks so good on you," Lizzie murmurs.

"I'm aware. We've been over it," William says with a glimmer in his eyes. "Cavewoman tendencies start to surface."

"Shut up," Lizzie chuckles, lightly hitting his shoulder.

"I could bring out my caveman tendencies," William continues. "Throw you over my shoulder and have my way with you."

"Don't think I'll mind," Lizzie bites her bottom lip and he quirks an eyebrow.

"I have a better idea. Let's get out of these wet clothes and actually check the rest of this place out," William smiles.

"Very practical," Lizzie says, turning to get out of the pool. "And as hot as you look in those wet jeans, I'm sure they're not exactly comfortable."

"You're telling me," William chuckles as he slowly gets out of the pool. "Would you mind grabbing some towels from the chair over there?"

"Not at all," Lizzie says, leaving a trail of water as she retrieves them. William immediately unzips his jeans and works to push the soaking wet material down his legs, Lizzie stops to watch.

"I'm glad I'm such easy entertainment for you," William says, glancing to her as she dries herself off.

"My husband is essentially stripping in front of me," Lizzie replies, handing him a towel. He finally frees himself of his jeans, leaving only his boxer briefs left. "It's practically a requirement to watch."

"Is it?" William asks, ruffling the water out of his hair.

"As if you would look away when I'm undressing," Lizzie says smugly. William drops the towel onto the lounge chair and folds his arms against his chest, looking at her expectantly.

"I'm waiting," William says smoothly.

"I totally walked into that one," Lizzie says, pressing her lips together.

"You did," William replies before gesturing with a nod of his head. "Now, go ahead."

"I'm just going to change inside," Lizzie says, holding back a giggle. She throws her towel at him, turns around and leaps back onto the first level of the terrace, hurrying back inside.

"Why are you walking away, love?" William laughs, following her back into the villa. "I'm supposed to watch as you get undressed. You said so yourself!"

"Nope!" Lizzie picks up the pace and throws open the doors of the bedroom, pausing in her step as she takes in her surroundings. William easily catches up with her and grabs her by the waist, pulling her towards him.

"Got you," William murmurs near her ear before looking in her direction. "Wow. The pictures don't do this bedroom justice at all."

"Right?" Lizzie looks behind her and smiles at him. "We get an ocean view from everywhere in this villa."

"Maybe that's why I picked it," William says, kissing her shoulder. The room offers a view out to the pool and the ocean with glass doors and windows from floor to ceiling lining both walls, all of the curtains pulled back for maximum effect. A large king sized-bed sits in the middle of the room with a mosquito net above it, tied back at each corner. Hibiscus flowers have been tossed on the bedspread, along with a small stuffed turtle and a handful of pillows. A rectangular nightstand with artfully shaped green lamps is on both sides of the bed and a sturdy looking chest is situated at the base of it. A wicker chair sits near the corner of the room, next to a small circular table and a cushioned fainting couch. A glass door is just to the right of them and it leads to the master bathroom.

"The mosquito netting is definitely going to be used," Lizzie says, walking over to the bed with William right behind her. "But it hinders my ability to test out the bed."

"Well," William starts, grabbing the stuffed turtle and tossing it over to the chair. He then moves behind her, bending down to kiss the crook of her neck and working to unknot the wet tie of her dress. "We're just going to have to test out this bed the old fashioned way."

"How do you suppose we do that?" Lizzie asks softly.

"First of all, we need to get you out of this wet dress. You've been wearing it for so very long," William hums. Once he's finished untying her, he grabs her zipper and pulls it down. As he exposes more of her skin, he trails his fingers down her back and it makes her shiver. He pushes the straps of her dress off her shoulders and Lizzie lets it fall to the floor, showing off her pale blue cotton underwear.

"So this is what I was missing before," William says lowly, brushing the tips of his fingers across the small of her back.

"I doubt you were really missing it," Lizzie teases, inching back into his touch.

"You're right," William replies softly, pushing her hair to one side and bending down to kiss her shoulder. His hands brush down her arms and around her waist, pulling her against him. "Do you want to know what I really missed? What I craved all week?"

"It hasn't been satisfied yet?" Lizzie asks playfully as he places thorough, open-mouthed kisses across her shoulder and up her neck.

"Has yours?" William whispers in her ear, his voice deep and silky.

"Mmm, barely skimmed the surface," Lizzie hums.

"Exactly," William says, squeezing her hips. Lizzie sighs as he begins to kiss slowly down her back, finally settling on his knees and dragging his lips across the dip in her back. His fingers curl into the waistband of her underwear and begin pulling them down. Lizzie places her hands on the bed as he kisses the back of her thighs, lifting each leg as he removes the wet and clingy material. He takes the opportunity to take off his own wet boxer briefs before turning Lizzie around. She smiles down at him and runs her fingers through his hair.

"Are you going to tell me what you missed?" Lizzie asks quietly and he grins up at her before kissing her stomach. He stands back up, towering over her for a moment before grabbing her hips and lifting her on the bed.

"You want to know what I've missed?" William asks as he kneels onto the bed. She nods and bites her lip as she catches the liveliness dancing in his eyes. She moves to the middle of the bed and he hovers over her, holding himself up with one arm while lightly brushing his hand across her breast. "I've missed the softness of your skin."

"You've appreciated it thoroughly over the past two days," Lizzie says with a slight smirk.

"Again, barely skimming the surface," William says, placing soft kisses along her collarbone. "I think an exhaustive exploration is necessary on this honeymoon."

"Oh, it absolutely is," Lizzie agrees. "Continue."

"I've missed the way your body moves in anticipation of my touch," William says, his breath hot against her skin. He kisses down her sternum to the peak of her breast and his mouth lingers above her nipple, pausing for effect and glancing up at her. Lizzie knows exactly what he's doing and she tries to hold out for as long as possible but her body betrays her. He knows what he's talking about and she aching for his touch. Her back arches a little and closes the gap, whimpering as he drags his tongue across her nipple.

"I've missed your touch," Lizzie admits, running her fingers through his hair as he continues his delicate teasing. She starts to fidget and her ache for him comes to life as he moves to her other breast. It's so easy for her to succumb to this pleasure. She learned from the start that he was a talented man but she had no idea that it would be so amazing all the time. "Will…"

"Patience, Mrs. Darcy," William whispers, leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach. "I haven't told you what I've missed the most."

"I think…" Lizzie stutters slightly. "I know where…you're going."

"You do?" William chuckles and Lizzie feels the faint vibrations against her hip. She jerks a bit and William grabs her lower thighs, smirking up at her. Then he spreads her legs and places a single kiss on each inner knee. "So you know that I've missed your smooth legs."

"Yes," Lizzie nods as his mouth inches up her thighs.

"Your luscious thighs," William says huskily and Lizzie nods again. He drags his tongue across the freckle he loves so much, just below her left hip, and Lizzie whimpers. "And your freckles."

She clutches at the white bedspread as he kisses the crook of her thighs, mentally pleading for him to move that extra inch. He stops for a moment and she groans, looking down at him in displeasure but he's grinning. "Have you figured it out?"

"I hate when you tease," Lizzie whimpers.

"But it's half the fun," William says with a smolder and Lizzie's resolve crumbles a little.

"Please," Lizzie breathes.

"I've missed that too," William says deeply. "You losing your control. Needing me and begging me."

"Please," Lizzie says once more, moving her legs and resting them on his shoulders. William gives her a look like he's in absolute heaven and she can't stop her hips from bucking again as he wraps his arms around her thighs. He is millimeters from where she wants him but he won't budge.

"You know what I've missed more than your legs surrounding me and your whole body writhing for more?" William asks, turning and kissing her inner thigh.

"Tell me already!" Lizzie pleads because she's two seconds from grabbing his hair and tugging until his mouth is on her. He leans in to drag his tongue along the surface of her entrance in the slowest possible manner and she sighs heavily in relief. As he finishes, she looks down and his eyes are black with desire.

"Your taste," William murmurs, his gaze fixed on her as he kisses her overly sensitive skin. Her hips jerk and he holds her down with his strong grip as he flicks his tongue across her clit once. "Do you know why I waited until now?"

"To torture me," Lizzie whines as he flicks his tongue again.

"No distractions," William offers, feeding off her noises as he does it twice more. "No interruptions. Just you, me and all the time in the world to savor you."

"Yesss," Lizzie groans as he clamps down on her with his lips. Her hands fly to his hair and grabs fistfuls as he gently sucks on her clit. He is taking her far and fast and it's as if they haven't taken a week off from this. He slides one hand up to her breast and massages gently, brushing his thumb across her nipple. It never fails to send a bolt of pleasure straight to her core. He lets go of her hip with his other hand and brushes his fingers along her entrance as he continues his delightful movements with his mouth. After a few minutes, he switches to massaging her with his tongue, swirling in a circular motion that makes her pull him closer to her. He pushes two fingers into her and she starts rocking her hips, her breath shuddering as he begins sucking on her clit again. Her legs are trembling from the build-up and her feet are pressed firmly against his muscular back as he brings her closer and closer. William crooks his fingers inside her and Lizzie arches her back as she's brought to an intense climax. Her breath catches and all she can do is hold onto William's hair tightly, making him groan against her and enhancing her orgasm with his vibrations. When she finally loosens her hold on his hair, he pulls himself up to her level and gazes at her as she catches her breath.

"One of these days…quite possibly my day," William says lowly, brushing her damp hair away from her face. "I'm not coming up until you beg for mercy."

"So generous, Mr. Darcy," Lizzie giggles breathily, her eyes slowly starting to refocus. "You'd use your day on me?"

"I've told you before, Mrs. Darcy," William says with a warm smile. "I will always put you ahead of me. Watching you experience that much pleasure is incredibly satisfying."

"Of course," Lizzie says. "I've heard honeymoons are good for trying new things too."

"I've heard something similar," William replies, kissing her softly. "I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too," Lizzie smiles at him, bringing a hand up and brushing her fingers against his cheek. "Our honeymoon is going to be amazing."

"It already is," William murmurs, readjusting himself and settling between her legs. She grins at him a little wickedly and moves her hands to his neck, pulling him down for a sensual kiss. She runs her hands down his back and grabs at his hips, both groaning from the intimate contact. He glides into her and he breaks off the kiss, resting his forehead against hers for a moment. She softly moans as William thrusts deeply into her, Lizzie loving the rhythm he's setting between them. He kisses across her jawline and she slides her hands to his shoulders, reveling in the movement of his muscles beneath her palms. Then Lizzie throws her leg over his hip and she locks eyes with him, both of them sharing a small grin. William's fingers are spread across her back and he rolls them onto their side, sliding his leg between hers. He pulls her close to him with every thrust and Lizzie lets out a low moan. The new position is giving them deeper friction and proving even more favorable for Lizzie, getting constant delightful pressure on her clit with each thrust. She pulls him in for another passionate kiss and gyrates her hips in circles, heightening the pleasure between them. William slides his hands to her butt and grips her tightly as he quickens the pace, Lizzie biting and pulling at his bottom lip as he groans. She finally lets go and runs her fingers through his hair, her nails digging into his scalp as he drags his tongue across the salty skin of her throat. She arches her back into him and his next thrust has her seeing spots, crying out his name and keeping her tight hold onto him. William comes closely behind her and bites her shoulder, groaning into her skin and stilling their movements as the bliss overtakes them.

They both work to catch their breath and, after a little bit, their grip on each other slowly relaxes. William buries his nose into her hair and presses his lips against the side of her head for a moment before he carefully slips out of her. Lizzie rolls onto her back and grins at him before lazily grabbing the blanket at the bottom of the bed, both of them chuckling as the hibiscus flowers are flung into the air and flutter to the floor. William lies on his back and Lizzie rests her head on his shoulder, covering the two of them up with the blanket.

"We certainly have our priorities straightened out," Lizzie hums, smiling at him.

"Theoretically, we should have ended up here sooner," William teases. "We wasted time with the pool."

"But then I wouldn't have that mental image of my husband all fully clothed and sopping wet," Lizzie grins at him.

"You are a very silly woman," William chuckles.

"You married me," Lizzie says.

"And I would do it again in a heartbeat," William says softly and Lizzie looks at him sweetly.

"I love you," Lizzie says.

"I love you too," William replies, kissing her temple. She curls into him and presses her forehead into his neck, William feeling her eyelashes against her skin. "We can't fall asleep, love. We'll never get used to the time change this way."

"I like it right here though," Lizzie mumbles against his neck.

"So do I," William says, rubbing her arm with his hand. "But a nap at ten in the morning will only keep us up later."

"I'm sure we can think of something to do with that time," Lizzie replies, pulling away and resting on her back.

"Check out the rest of our place, for one," William says, sitting up.

"What have we missed? The living room full of nice furniture and two bathrooms. No biggie," Lizzie says playfully, sitting up and holding the blanket against her chest.

"Not even the outdoor showers will entice you?" William asks, glancing at her.

"It would be nice after traveling so long," Lizzie says, her eyes on William as he gets up.

"There's also the food and champagne that Nasir left for us," William adds, doing nothing to conceal himself. Lizzie watches him as he walks into the next room and checks out what's hidden under the silver trays. He finds an assortment of locally grown fruits and vegetables along with some nuts and cheeses.

"Will…" Lizzie says, keeping her gaze on him as he eats a piece of fruit.

"Yes?" William asks, turning to look at her through the glass doors.

"You need to put something on before I attack you," Lizzie says honestly. "And I would definitely fall asleep after round two."

"Normally you last so much longer," William smirks, returning to the bedroom. Instead of stopping in front of her, he turns and ducks into the bathroom. When he walks out a few moments later, he's wearing a lightweight and loosely tied robe and he hands her the other one. "Though after the last two days, I would be right there with you."

"I say shower and food," Lizzie says, slipping on the robe before he helps her up.

"Not necessarily in that order," William replies, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the bathroom. "But you need to check this out first."

"Wow. This bathroom is gorgeous," Lizzie says as they step inside. The marble vanity has a large mirror with two separate sinks, also lined with hibiscus flowers. There is a deep bathtub with towels and a variety of soaps and shampoos placed on the marble lip. It's big enough for the both of them and they share a grin, each knowing what the other is thinking. There's a large window showing of a view of the spacious outdoor shower with a rock built wall, ensuring them privacy. A small table and chair with a lamp sits in the far corner near the open closet, currently storing their luggage.

"This is a voyeur's dream," Lizzie jokes.

"I would prefer to think of it as advantageous for both of us," William chuckles.

"Oh yea. I could be taking a bath or something," Lizzie stands in front of the mirror, picking up a flower and smelling it. "And my view is of my husband showering."

"Or I'll be getting a glimpse of my wife in the shower," William says as he stands behind her, quirking an eyebrow at her reflection. "You did say you would be ogling me."

"I'm not complaining," Lizzie smiles at him.

"Nor am I," William says, kissing her neck. "There's another bathroom attached to the living room."

"With the other outdoor shower?" Lizzie asks and he nods. "Yeaaaaa. It's really good we have no neighbors."

"All we have to worry about is disturbing the birds," William says and Lizzie laughs.

The newlyweds spend much of the day relaxing indoors and out, trying their best to adjust to the twelve-hour time difference. It starts to become a battle to stay awake when they have a casual dinner on their terrace just before sunset. The constant sound of the waves crashing below them and the light breeze moving through the trees helps them none. As soon as Nasir leaves with their half full plates, William and Lizzie are in bed and fast asleep before the sun fully sets.


Wednesday, February 4th

Lizzie has been awake for a while and she has no idea what time it is. She figures that it's somewhere close to dawn, seeing as the sky is not quite as dark. William is still asleep. She can feel his steady heart beat and even breaths as she lies on his chest. It give her an enormous amount of comfort and even helps her fall back asleep sometimes. This morning is not one of those days.

She is wide awake right now.

Carefully sliding out of William's hold so she doesn't wake him, she pauses a couple times when he shifts and a sigh escapes his lips. She adjusts her silky blue spaghetti strap camisole as she gets out of bed and checks her phone, discovering that it's just after 5:30 in the morning. She quietly opens the door to the terrace to judge the weather, grabbing her matching blue shorts off the floor. She makes sure to close the door quietly behind her, glancing at William once it's closed to see that he's still asleep.

The sky is starting to gradually lighten and she takes a seat in one of the lounge chairs under the umbrella. This place is even more beautiful than she anticipated. They haven't quite been here twenty-four hours and she's become enamored with it already. The weather has been nice so far and the jungle surrounding them offers a natural soundtrack she didn't expect to love, calls of various birds chirping and whistling every so often. A neon green gecko skitters leisurely across the deck and Lizzie watches it for a while until it disappears behind a rock.

The best part about all of this is William. Without him, this place would have stayed a pipe dream like so many other exotic locations around the world. When he tells her that he wants to take her everywhere and anywhere in the world, she believes him. She knows that if she gave him the opportunity, she would be whisked away after one phone call. He would do anything for her and stop at nothing to get it.

It's not the life she ever expected for herself. It's so much more and she will be forever thankful that he's here to help make it happen. Lizzie looks down at her hand and her thumb rubs across the rings on her finger, smiling to herself. It took her a little time to get used to her engagement ring but her wedding ring already feels like the most natural thing in the world. It's only been a few days and it's like she's forgotten what it's like to not wear it. She still gets positively giddy when she catches a glimpse of William's wedding ring.

Lizzie takes a deep breath and returns her focus to the horizon, now tinged with deep oranges and a hint of pink. She rarely watches the sunrise in San Francisco and if she's ever up this early, she's usually in a hurry to get to work for an important reason. The rarity makes her realize that she wants to share this moment with William and she's sure he won't mind being woken up. She gets out of her chair and turns around to find William coming onto the terrace, clad only in his gray boxer briefs and ruffling his hair with one hand.

"Good morning," Lizzie says softly, lighting up as he pads across the terrace towards her. "I was just about to come get you."

"Good morning," William replies, his voice a bit gravelly. "I woke up and my wife was missing."

"I'm sorry," Lizzie gives him a guilty look. He takes the big step down to the second level and bends down to give her a quick kiss. "I've been out here."

"I figured. You could have woken me up," William says, brushing his knuckles up and down her arm.

"You looked so peaceful," Lizzie shrugs. "I was coming to wake you now. I thought you would enjoy watching the sunrise with me."

"I'd enjoy anything with you," William replies and Lizzie shakes her head.

"So cheesy," Lizzie chuckles and he flashes her a big grin. She readjusts the back of her chair to sit more upright before sitting down. William joins her and Lizzie mentally thanks whoever made these big enough that two people could cozily recline on them. He puts an arm around her shoulders and she rests her head in the crook of his arm, that sense of comfort immediately returning. Within a few minutes, the sky rapidly turns into a myriad of pinks, purples and oranges before their eyes.

"I wish I brought the camera out. This is spectacular," William murmurs after a few minutes.

"You don't think we'll be up this early again? I'm not quite adjusted to the time yet," Lizzie says, resting her hand on his thigh.

"How long have you been awake?" William asks, his brows furrowing a little.

"I'm not sure," Lizzie says. "I stayed in bed for some time before getting up. It was 5:30 when I came out here."

"You really have been up awhile," William says, pulling her closer to him. "It was 6:15 when I walked out. Still wish you would have woken me up."

"Just think of it as you storing up some extra energy for today," Lizzie says playfully.

"Oh really?" William chuckles, leaning in and kissing her ear. "You're not tired at all?"

"Wide awake, sir," Lizzie grins at him, inching her hand up his thigh.

"Theoretically speaking," William says, raising an eyebrow. "We're bound to see at least one more sunrise with the amount of time we're here."

"And plenty of sunsets," Lizzie adds.

"They're practically the same thing," William smirks.

"Just from the other direction and entirely reversed," Lizzie says cheekily. She brings her gaze down and moves her hand up the rest of his thigh, brushing her palm across his groin. His stomach muscles clench and he lets out a small breath before grabbing her hand and quickly helping her out of the chair.

"After you, Mrs. Darcy," William says huskily, smacking her butt.

"What a gentleman," Lizzie teases as she starts walking towards the bedroom doors.

"I won't be in a minute," William replies.

"Promise?" Lizzie asks, a hint of excitement in her voice and her hand on the doorknob as he stops right behind her.

"You should know by now, love. I never break a promise," William whispers in her ear, grabbing her hips and pulling her against him. Lizzie lets out a little whimper and opens the door, dragging William inside.

He slams the door shut behind them and the glass shakes from the impact.

William and Lizzie completely lose track of time and don't realize it's closer to brunch than breakfast when they take a break. William orders food for the two of them and Lizzie hides naked under the sheets when Nasir arrives. Their meal is set up in the dining room with the doors open so they can enjoy the ocean air. William lets Lizzie know that the coast is clear and she coming dawdling out of the bedroom with only a sheet wrapped around her.

"Not going to put anything on?" William asks with a smirk.

"Mmmmmm nope," Lizzie replies, looking at him like he's more delicious than the food on the table.

"Well I feel completely overdressed then," William chuckles, noting his plain white tee and black shorts.

"Take off your shirt," Lizzie says simply.

"I'm very hungry, Lizzie," William muses.

"Oh, me too. I just want that view," Lizzie points outside before pointing back to him. "And this view."

"Good enough argument for me," William says, pulling his shirt off.

Most of William and Lizzie's day is filled with the enjoyment of food, reading and each other. When William's lips aren't busy kissing Lizzie and eating, he's reading out loud to Lizzie. It's suggested by William after lunch and Lizzie happily accepts, both of them remembering how much they loved it on their first vacation.

William grabs his Kindle Fire and she suggests the outdoor bed to enjoy the weather and natural light. Lizzie changes into a sleeveless shirt and shorts while William keeps his shirt off for his wife's pleasure. He makes sure to apply sunscreen on Lizzie and she returns the favor, earning a slow kiss when she finishes.

He surprises her by choosing The Princess Bride, stating they've watched the movie enough but never read it. Lizzie spends her time with her head on his chest and he continuously brushes his fingers through her hair as he reads aloud. When he grabs for a bottle of water sitting on the railing, Lizzie takes over. She subtly tries to impersonate the actors' voices from the movie when she reads their character and can feel the occasional chuckle from her husband. The afternoon melts into the early evening and the sun dips low in the sky when they reach to a third of the way through the book. They decide to save the rest for another day and head back inside. When Lizzie sits up and scoots to the edge of the bed, she winces a bit. William doesn't miss it.

"You okay?" William asks, resting a hand on her back.

"Mmhmm. Just a bit…sore from today," Lizzie says with a subtle smile. "Obviously still a bit rusty. Taking a break to read was perfect."

"I didn't—"

"If you say sorry or anything remotely like it, you're going to pay," Lizzie warns and William presses his lips together. "A little soreness never stopped me. I personally want a lot more days like this. It's been very nice."

"No comments from the peanut gallery," William jokes and Lizzie smiles. "I do have a suggestion though."

"That, I will accept," Lizzie says, nodding for him to continue.

"We change into bathing suits, have some wine and something to eat brought over," William starts. "And we put that Jacuzzi to use, bubbles and all."

"Sounds like perfection," Lizzie hums.

"Good," William says, leaning in and kissing her softly. "Because I want a lot more days like this too."

"And nights," Lizzie adds.

"Implied," William murmurs, kissing her forehead before he gets up. "I'll call Nasir."

"Hey Will?" Lizzie says and William turns to look at her. "How about champagne instead of wine?"

"Better choice," William says with a subtle smile.

Lizzie is in a simple black two-piece bikini and has her hair up. It's a look that William has definitely seen before but she's saving her newer purchases for another day. When she steps outside from the bedroom, William has his back to her, setting up the Jacuzzi and already in his red swim trunks. A platter of gourmet Panini's and two glasses of champagne with the bottle in an ice bucket sits on the wooden terrace near the water. The lights surrounding the pool and the Jacuzzi are turned on and give off a soft romantic slow. William turns at the noise and his face brightens when he sees her, giving Lizzie a look as if it's the first time he's seeing her wear this.

"You look beautiful," William smiles.

"I've worn this before," Lizzie tuts.

"Not as my wife," William says a bit smugly.

"Would that mean everything I wear is new to you?" Lizzie asks as she walks towards him. He reaches out and pulls her in close, bending down to kiss her sweetly.

"I suppose so," William murmurs, lingering close. "Let's see how we react when you wear a certain green top."

"I fear for its safety," Lizzie says playfully.

"Just as I do with all the buttons on my vests," William replies with a glimmer in his eyes.

"At least I learned how to sew them back on," Lizzie says. "Your tailor was getting suspicious."

"When you bring in shirts missing buttons on three separate occasions, it's inevitable," William chuckles. "I married a feisty woman."

"You love it," Lizzie grins at him.

"I do," William nods. "Now, I would love it if we could utilize this Jacuzzi as planned."

"Me too," Lizzie says. She grabs his hand for support as she steps into the warm water, sitting down on the tiled bench. William gets in after her and sits down close to her, smiling at her and kissing her temple.

"Better?" William asks softly.

"Much," Lizzie hums. He grabs both glasses of champagne and hands one to her.

"A toast?" William suggests and she holds up her glass, waiting for him. "To my beautiful wife."

"To my beautiful husband," Lizzie counters, clinking her glass with his. She takes a big sip and closes her eyes for a moment to enjoy the taste. William is gazing back at her when she opens her eyes and smiles at him, putting her glass down. She scoots in and rests her head on his shoulder as they look out to the ocean, watching a few birds fly past them from one palm tree to another. She hears William's soft sigh and feels the light pressure of his cheek against the top of her head. She links their submerged hands and he gives hers a little squeeze.

"We should have taken advantage of this yesterday," William murmurs after a few minutes.

"Too tired," Lizzie says quietly.

"True," William says. "It was a fruitless effort for us to try and stay awake so long."

"It's like this place is purposely trying to lull you to sleep," Lizzie jokes and William chuckles. "It reminds me of Point No Point."

"Except that the weather is completely the opposite," William says.

"Sounds familiar," Lizzie nudges against him.

"We're enjoying three full weeks of tropical weather before we go to England, Lizzie," William reminds her. "You've always wanted visit London and I know you're going to love Pemberley."

"I'm looking forward to it," Lizzie says. "Plus, I may know someone who can help keep me warm."

"Oh? Do they have any particularly favorable techniques that you enjoy the most?" William asks, quirking an eyebrow at her.

"I love all their techniques," Lizzie says. "I'm pretty easy to please."

"I'm quite aware of that," William says smugly and Lizzie lightly smacks his chest.

"You're lucky I love you so much, William Darcy," Lizzie says with a playfully stern look.

"That I definitely know, Elizabeth Darcy," William murmurs. "It makes my day that much better every time I hear you say it."

"In that case," Lizzie says, her eyes sparkling. She brings her free hand out of the warm water and rests it on his chest, gazing into his eyes for a few moments. "I love you more every moment you're with me."

"Pretty sure I just fell in love with you again," William whispers, resting his forehead against hers.

"Anything I can do to help you keep your vows," Lizzie says. William lets go of her hand and frames her face, closing the gap between them and kissing her softly. Lizzie puts her champagne flute down on the edge of the Jacuzzi and lets her hands slide up his chest and curl around his neck as their kiss becomes more passionate. His tongue glides across hers and a shiver runs down her spine as he weaves his fingers through her hair. She catches the softest moan come from William and they both hesitate as they break apart for a breather. Lizzie keeps her eyes shut while William places tiny kisses across her lips, moving slowly from one corner to another. He lingers on the last kiss near the corner of her mouth and she sighs from his touch.

She opens her eyes and silently searches his face for something when he offers a subtle smile. He brings his hands down to her waist, pulling her onto his lap.

"More comfortable," William says, breaking the silence.

"Always," Lizzie murmurs, resting her head on his shoulder.


Thursday, February 5th

When Lizzie finds herself awake again before the sun is up, she takes William's request to heart. She slides her hand across his bare chest and places little kisses all over his face until he wakes up, lazily smiling at her when he does. Then he takes control, pulls her against him and flips them over so he's above her. The lust in her eyes shows that she really doesn't mind.

Lizzie seizes the chance to attend to her full bladder when William has seemingly nodded off. She wraps a sheet around herself and pauses at the doorway at the sight of her husband. He looks positively delectable right now with his two-day-old scruff and his hair a complete mess, sticking up at odd ends. The bedspread is haphazardly thrown over him and covering only part of his lower half, leaving practically nothing to the imagination. She takes a deep breath before closing the door behind her.

She comes back out feeling significantly more relieved than before. Lizzie looks towards the glass doors to the outside, the sun now up and lighting their entire terrace. Wondering if it's warmer or cooler than yesterday, she decides to head outside to check. As she passes by the bed, she feels a tug on her sheets and she looks behind her. William is on his knees and stretched out across the mattress with a playful smirk on his face, gripping onto her sheet with one hand.

"Where are you going?" William asks lowly.

"I was…going to check…the weather," Lizzie replies, entirely too distracted by her stark naked husband.

"Why? You won't be going outside for a while," William says.

"No idea," Lizzie breathes, letting her sheet fall to the floor as she rejoins him.

Lizzie takes advantage of the slightly cloudy weather late in the morning and reads outside on one of the lounge chairs, comfortably under the cover of the large umbrella. William comes out a few minutes later in swim trunks, pausing by Lizzie's chair and brushing his hand across her shoulder to get her attention.

"Are you reading ahead?" William asks lightly.

"I wouldn't dare," Lizzie smiles up at him. "Just something that Lydia recommended. From the summary, it seems like a straightforward hate at first sight trope."

"We wouldn't know anything about that," William jokes. "I bet they're going to fall in love."

"Hush up, you," Lizzie chuckles. "I've barely started it."

"Then I won't spoil it any further," William says, bending down to give her a short kiss. "I'm going to do some laps."

"Have fun," Lizzie says, slapping his butt when he turns away. He glances over his shoulder and raises an eyebrow, smirking at her. She flashes him a cheesy smile and he shakes his head before he walks toward the deep end of the pool. Lizzie realizes she's about to be treated to his pre-swim routine, stretching out his muscles before exerting them in the pool.

The first time she'd been a witness to this routine was soon after she moved up to San Francisco. She came to surprise him late in the evening once and was directed up to the rooftop pool by Mrs. Reynolds, just as she was heading out for the night. William had his back to the entrance and was seemingly deep in concentration as he stretched, not hearing Lizzie come out. It was mesmerizing to watch him and it didn't help her quickly rising body temperature that he was clad in a boxer brief styled speedo. She gave herself up when she couldn't hold back a sneeze, William turning around in surprise and smiling at her sheepish face.

She bookmarks the page and puts the device down in her lap, shifting her attention to William. He stretches out his arms first with one hand behind his back and holding onto his elbow with his other. It's always a particular favorite of Lizzie's because it highlights his long, lean torso as well as his broad shoulders. His swim trunks slide a little lower on his hips as he sucks in a breath, giving her a bigger peak of the trail of hair that starts just below his belly button and heads south. She doesn't know how he does it but everything about him is irresistible and she's half tempted to drag him back inside, but they spent so much of the morning in bed already. They're taking some time to recharge and relax a little. Lizzie has actually been looking forward to this mindless read after so many months of Shakespeare and William always enjoys swimming, even if he doesn't swim as often as he'd like. When he finishes up, he dives into the pool headfirst and barely makes a splash. It always impresses her.

Lizzie returns to reading as William swims smoothly from one end of the pool to the other. The sound of his hands cutting through the water, and the occasional breath, become part of Lizzie's background noise. The steady rhythm is soothing and she knows he'll be at this a while.

Lizzie figures out the moment he's going to take a break as the sounds of the water change. She glances up and sees him swimming towards her, pausing at the edge and pushing his hair back. He rests his arms at the lip of the pool and smiles at her.

"Have they fallen in love yet?" William asks and Lizzie lets out a solitary low laugh.

"Not even close," Lizzie says, shaking her head. "Just made it past their first bad impressions of each other."

"What a shame," William smirks. "Would you come over here for a moment?"

"Are you going to pull me in?" Lizzie asks hesitantly.

"I promise I won't," William says. She puts her device aside and walks over to him, bending down close to him. He lifts himself up with his hands flat on the surface, kisses her swiftly and then lowers himself back into the water. "Sorry if I got you wet. Just really wanted to kiss you."

"Worth a few drops," Lizzie says and he grins, pushing off the wall.

She returns to her seat and goes back to her book as he returns to swimming laps. Lizzie is able to read another chapter and a half before William takes his next break. She can't stop the growing smile on her face as he swims over again, resuming his previous position against the wall.

"Yeeesss?" Lizzie asks slowly.

"Have they fallen in love yet?" William asks again, his eyes bright as he crooks his finger and beckons her over.

"Not yet," Lizzie says, putting her device down and walking over to the pool.

"What's taking them so long?" William asks playfully as she bends down.

"Have a little patience, Will," Lizzie smiles. "I'm sure they'll get there eventually."

"I hope they do," William murmurs, pushing himself up and hovering close to her. "I know you love those happy endings."

"I'm a sucker for them," Lizzie says before he kisses her once more. He pulls away slowly and his eyes flicker from her lips to her eyes, looking at her for a moment. Then he sinks back into the pool and Lizzie watches him as he swims away, returning to his laps. She settles back into her chair but she anticipates his next break, her focus more on watching him swim than the characters on her screen. She's barely made it two pages when he returns and he's amused as he sees the guilt in her eyes when she tells him.

"Distracted, love?" William asks.

"I just…really like the view," Lizzie says with a shrug and he chuckles.

"I'm going to do one more round," William says and she nods as he swims away.

Lizzie gets back her book, re-reading the last two pages so she can remember where she really left off. Soon, she starts to get sucked in just as one of the main characters shows some vulnerability. She understands why Lydia reads stories like these so often and recommends them to her. They all seem to follow the same basic beginning and ending but the journey in between is always so enjoyable. It's a perfect escape read, especially since she can get through them so quickly. Her viewers would eat up a story like this.

"Lizzzzzieee. Oh Lizzzzzie," William says in a singsong voice. She snaps her head up to see that he's finished his laps and is leisurely swimming towards the steps. "I'm assuming you've gotten to a good part. I said your name a few times."

"Oh lord," Lizzie laughs, bookmarking the page and turning off her device. "I'm sorry."

"No problem," William says as he unhurriedly gets out of the water. Rivulets of water run down the muscles of his back as he turns away from her, grabbing the towel resting on a chair by the table. Lizzie is mesmerized once more. "I'm going to take a shower right now. I was going to suggest ordering some lunch soon. Are you hungry?"

"Uh huh," Lizzie replies absently as he dries himself off. He rubs the towel through his hair and she bites her lip, loving the messy state of it. William catches her intense stare and raises an eyebrow in amusement but says nothing.

"I'll be out soon," William says, bending down and kissing her.

"Mmkay," Lizzie hums, keeping her eyes on him as he walks away.

William half expects Lizzie to be right on his heels when he heads towards the shower, considering the way she was staring at him a minute ago. He's not going to lie. He loves winding Lizzie up and she makes it so easy for him sometimes. He could be doing the simplest task and she'll be staring at him like she's ready to pounce. Then again, he gets so easily caught up in everything that she does too. He keeps the door to the shower unlocked, just in case.

Lizzie's willpower is dwindling by the minute and going back to reading her book is a lost cause. All she can concentrate on are the images of her husband from a few minutes ago. She was ready to lick every drop off his body as he emerged from the water. Then another thought crosses her mind. Why the hell is she resisting in the first place? They're on their honeymoon. This behavior is practically mandatory. As soon as she gets inside, she leaves a trail of clothes while she walks towards the occupied shower. She's treated to a glimpse of the backside of her naked husband and a thrill goes through her body. He doesn't turn around when she opens the door but his movements pause for a fraction of a second.

"Took you long enough," William says, his voice deep.

"I had to give you time to wash your hair," Lizzie jests, closing the door behind her and locking it out of habit.

"How thoughtful. I haven't washed anything else," William murmurs, glancing over his shoulder to see her approaching him. He breathes in deeply as Lizzie puts her hands on his back. "Are you planning to lend a hand?"

"Maaaaaybe," Lizzie hums, sliding her hands around to his torso and pressing her body against him. She kisses slowly from one shoulder blade to the other while her fingers dance up and down his abdomen and chest. "I can always help you with those hard to reach places."

"Oh yea? Like where?" William asks, egging her on.

"Allow me to demonstrate," Lizzie says, licking away drops of water running down his back. Her hands graze up his arms and across his shoulder, raking her nails through his wet hair. He closes his eyes at the sensation and it starts to affect him, blood quickly rushing south. Their positioning limits his ability to really touch her the way he wants to and he clenches his fists. He inhales and closes his eyes as she takes hold of both his ears and lightly massages his lobes.

"Feels good," William murmurs as she moves her hands to his neck, putting light pressure on the back of his neck. She begins kissing his back again with open-mouthed kisses and his senses heighten further. He rests one hand against the rock wall and bends his head down, the hot water streaming down his face as she starts to become more brazen. William can feel her tongue gliding across his back and she lightly rakes her nails down his lower back and his butt. Her lips curl up against his skin and he can clearly picture her smile in his head. He aches to turn around, kiss her and hold her close to him. William even attempts to turn and she slides her arms to his stomach, pressing herself even closer to him.

"Nope. Stay there," Lizzie says softly and he feels her warm breath against his skin.

"Lizzie," William says a bit firmly, reaching behind him and brushing his hand along her hip.

"Please," Lizzie whispers and he concedes. "Soap, please."

William silently hands her the bottle of tropical looking soap and he is amused as she blindly opens it, pouring a generous dollop into her hand. He takes the bottle from her and sets it down on the ledge as she lathers up the sweet smelling soap. Lizzie resumes kissing his back and spreads her fingers across his chest, soap and bubbles cascading down the hard planes of his abdomen. He sighs as she starts gently nibbling on his skin and her hands slide down, teasing him and tracing the line of his hip bones over and over again. He was already ready from her touch but her endless teasing is making him harder. Just as he's about to break and beg for some kind of relief, she slides one hand down and grips him firmly around the base.

"Lizzie," William groans, closing his eyes. She slides her hand from his base to the tip and back down, using an incredible amount of pressure. He's already losing all trace of thought as she twists her hand while moving and he puts a hand against the rock wall to stay balanced. Lizzie keeps him on his toes, constantly changing her speed and pressure. He groans heavily while she focuses on rubbing his tip in circles with her fingers and the palm of her hand. He's surprised further and hisses when her teeth sink into his shoulder blade, experiencing more pleasure than pain.

"Did I hurt you?" Lizzie asks as she returns to stroking him.

"No…just," William says with a strained voice, putting his other hand on the wall. "Fuck. Keep going."

Lizzie bites his shoulder blade again and presses her body even closer against his, bringing back his need to touch her in force. Desperation builds up within his bones as she bites him more aggressively than before, accompanying it with soft kisses. He's going haywire and his breath is ragged from trying to keep up with Lizzie's constant changes in speed. She knows exactly what he wants and what brings him to his knees, each twist and stroke bringing him closer to the end. Another bite into his shoulder blade and his jaw drops, the sound caught in his throat. Lizzie grips him more firmly and he's jutting his hips in her hold. It only takes a moment and he grunts out her name as he comes, Lizzie gently kissing each bite mark slowly fading. Her hands slide up and rest against his chest as he tries to get his breath back to normal. His hands fall back to his sides and, for a few moments, it's just the sound and sensation of the running water and the occasional chirping of birds.

"That was not a hard to reach area," William murmurs and Lizzie laughs. He turns around and frames her face, bending his head and kissing her passionately. It's filled with his aches and desires and it's like heaven to him. He reaches behind him and twists the shower knob until the water is off, never breaking the kiss. Then he guides her slowly backwards until they reach the door and Lizzie blindly grabs for the knob. William grabs her hand and stops her, Lizzie breaking off the kiss and looking at him with curiosity. He smirks at her and presses her against the door, returning to kissing her. Lizzie wraps her arms around his neck and stands on the tip of her toes, whimpering as his hands brush against her sides.

"Do you trust me?" William whispers into her mouth.

"One of the many reasons why I married you," Lizzie hums and she feels the quirk of his lips at the comment before he pulls away.

"Good," William says deeply. "Because it's my turn."

Lizzie bites her lip in anticipation at the darkness in his eyes. She already wanted him so badly before at the pool and the shower made her desire increase tenfold. William slowly works his way down her body, leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and in the valley of her breasts. He gently massages each breast as he continues southward, placing openmouthed kisses along her rib cage. His hands move to her sides and they slide down as he gets on his knees in front of her. He kisses slowly from one hip to the other before dragging his tongue across the same path. Lizzie hums in delight as he takes his time with her and she runs a hand through his wet hair. He caresses one thigh and then tugs the back of her leg slightly, encouraging her to rest it against his shoulder. He kisses each thigh and she sighs from his gentleness. Then he and grips her waist tightly and lifts her completely off the ground, Lizzie grabbing his forearms in surprise. He grins up at her and she understands, swinging her other leg onto his shoulder. William holds her against the glass door and lowers her until she's sitting completely on his shoulders, Lizzie tucking her feet in against his chest.

"Will…" Lizzie whispers and William sees the hesitancy in her eyes.

"I've got you, love. Just hold onto me," William says and she nods. He kisses the soft skin of her inner thighs and she relaxes in his grip. She revels in his strong hold and a thrill runs through her veins at this new experience as he drags his lips to her center. Lizzie gasps in delight as he buries his head between her legs, not wasting any more time in teasing her. There's a desperation in the way he's using his tongue and lips against her and Lizzie knows it's from her limiting him earlier. It reminds her of the passion in William's kiss when he kissed her back so long ago, his hands clutching at her back and pulling her in closer. He's rarely stopped touching her ever since and she craves it more with each passing day.

"Oh god," Lizzie moans out as he dips his tongue inside her. One hand flies to the top of his head and firmly grips onto him, tufts of hair sticking out between her fingers. As he continues, her other hand slides down his forearm to his bicep and she can feel the full strength of him beneath her palm. Her nails dig into his muscle and his hands hold onto her tighter. Pleasure is building up quickly and all she can do is give into it, letting William take her higher and higher. She whimpers and squeezes her eyes shut as she teeters on the edge and her legs begin to tremble. William's name tumbles from her lips as she climaxes and splendid amounts of ecstasy flow through her.

Lizzie resists the urge to go limp until she's in a less precarious position. As if William can read her mind, he lifts her up off his shoulders and her feet are touching the ground once more. She feels a little wobbly but thankfully William keeps his hands on her hips as he stands back up. He lowers his head to kiss her softly and Lizzie leans into him.

"I feel like I need another shower," Lizzie murmurs.

"Need help?" William cheekily asks.

"Maybe with standing," Lizzie mutters under her breath and he arches his brow. Lizzie chuckles and shakes her head. "I'm fine, Will. I swear."

"Well…thank you for trusting me enough to try that," William says.

"I loved it. I love trying new things with you," Lizzie replies. "I'm sure you have other things up your sleeve."

"Maybe one or two," William says with a hint of a smile. Lizzie inhales and brings a hand up, curling it behind his neck and pulling him down to kiss him. He hums against her lips and she brushes her thumb across his jaw line as he steals a few pecks. "Lunch?"

"I really do want to shower actually," Lizzie admits. "Would you mind ordering for me?"

"Not at all," William says, kissing her cheek as he unlocks the door. "I'm going to get dressed. Inside or out?"

"Out, of course," Lizzie says, walking over to the shower and turning the water back on. "I just can't get enough of that view."

"Neither can I," William says softly, smiling at her.

Lizzie has a thought while she's in the shower. She hasn't shown William any of her newly acquired attire from her bachelorette party. She knows exactly what to choose from the day they're having and she gets a little excited when she grabs a pair of monogrammed underwear from her suitcase. Once she slips them on, she checks herself out in the mirror and smirks. This will be a definite hit with her husband. She slips on some shorts and a sleeveless tee, puts her hair up in a ponytail and turns the light off in the bathroom as she exits.

William is outside with Nasir, chatting with him while he sets up their lunch. Lizzie walks over to William and he smiles at her, holding out his arm for her. She takes his hand and he pulls her in closer, Lizzie sliding her arm around his back as he kisses her temple.

"You look very nice," William says quietly for only her to hear.

"Thank you," Lizzie replies warmly.

"Nasir was just telling me a few particularly good spots to eat on the island," William says. "And there was a buffet last night at the plantation house, as well."

"And we missed it?" Lizzie asks with a little pout and William's mouth twitches up at her expression, clear to him that she's not actually upset.

"No worries. We have them three times a week," Nasir says, finishing setting everything up. "Lunch is all ready for you. Enjoy."

"Thank you, Nasir," Lizzie smiles at him.

"You're welcome. Call me if you need anything else," Nasir says before walking away.

"This looks good," Lizzie says, looking at the spread of food in front of her.

"It does," William says, pulling out the chair for Lizzie. "Shall we?"

"Gosh, Will. Stop spoiling me," Lizzie says playfully as she takes her seat. He pushes it in a bit and bends down closer to her.

"Never," William grins, kissing her cheek.

Lunch is a casual affair as they sit on the terrace, enjoying the weather and occasionally feeding each other bites of their dishes. William spots a group of dolphins in the ocean and he grabs her hand, pointing them out. He caresses her wrist with his thumb as they quietly watch them jumping and swimming through the water until they're no longer in view. Then they share a smile and return to their food.

Lizzie finishes up first and takes a generous sip of the wine, holding the glass up and swirling it. Her gaze flickers back and forth between the water and William until he notices. He cocks his head to the side and raises both eyebrows at her.

"What are you thinking, Lizzie?" William asks, sitting back in his chair.

"I'm thinking…" Lizzie says, sliding her foot over to his leg. "It's a nice day."

"Very nice," William agrees, putting down his fork as she starts rubbing her foot against his leg.

"Good weather, great food," Lizzie continues her teasing, her toes moving under the material of his loose shorts. "Perfect company."

"Without a doubt," William says, reaching under the table and brushing his fingers across her calf. She licks her lips as she moves her foot up a little higher and William takes a deep breath. His gaze is piercing and she shifts in her seat, feeling the muscles of his lower thigh against the bottom of her foot.

"Lizzie, are you still hungry?" William asks lowly, grabbing her ankle to stop her. She grins at him two different reasons. He's not talking about their lunch in the slightest and he's setting himself up perfectly without even knowing it.

"Let's see. We had appetizers…which were so good," Lizzie says cheekily and he chuckles while she gestures to the table. "The main course has been wonderful."

"But?" William prods her on, letting go of her ankle.

"I want dessert," Lizzie says simply.

"You don't think you've had enough dessert today?" William asks with a glimmer in his eyes.

"Not nearly," Lizzie murmurs as she stands up from her seat, his eyes on her the whole time. She crosses her arms and grabs the bottom of her shirt before she starts to take it off

"And what are you doing?" William asks, toying with her by playing innocent.

"Sometimes dessert gets a little…messy," Lizzie says, pulling it off and dropping it to the ground. She turns around and saunters away from him, glancing over her shoulder at him with a mischievous grin. She pushes her shorts past her hips and lets them fall down her legs as she keeps walking, stepping up to the first level on the terrace. All she's wearing now is a strapless black bra and black lace underwear with 'Mrs. Darcy' monogrammed on the back in white. She hears the scrape of a chair followed by a loud clunk, no doubt the sound of the chair being knocked over and hitting the ground. As much as she wants to see the look on his face, she keeps her back to him so he can get a full view. She opens both doors to the bedroom and leaves them wide open, the thumping of his footsteps getting increasingly closer.

Lizzie kneels onto the chest at the bottom of the bed and slowly crawls forward onto the mattress, finally daring to look back as she hears William come in. He's removing his boxer briefs and then reaches the chest in two steps, the lust in his eyes turning on Lizzie even more. He leans forward and takes hold of the bedspread and sheets at the bottom of the bed, tugging to get her attention. Then he yanks them back with all his strength and Lizzie gasps in surprise, finding herself back on the chest. She sits up on her knees and he kisses her neck while he wrenches her bra down, cupping her breasts and massaging them. Lizzie whimpers when he presses himself against her, feeling him hard and throbbing. He runs his hands along her calves and up her thighs before moving close to her ear, his lips brushing against her lobe as he speaks.

"Mine," William growls, squeezing her butt.

"Only yours," Lizzie says saucily. He growls again and puts a hand on her back, bending her over. William slips two fingers into her underwear, brushing against her entrance as he pulls the material aside. Lizzie spread her legs a fraction and her breath catches in her throat when he slams into her. He grabs her hips tightly and slides most of the way out before burying himself deep inside her again. An unintelligible noise escapes her throat and she grasps onto the sheets as he drives into her, his thrusts rough and desperate. It's the perfect word to describe how Lizzie feels right now: desperate for more and desperate for William. She wants all of him and he's moving in such a way that's making her gasp and moan, hiding her face amongst the sheets of the bed to stifle them. One of his hands glides all the way up her back and grabs onto her ponytail, Lizzie feeling the pressure of gentle pulling. She lifts her head and groans lowly.

"Don't deny me a single noise, Elizabeth," William pleads deeply.

"Fuuuck," Lizzie utters as he lets go of her hair, his hand brushing down her back and grabbing hold of her once more. His thrusts become more deliberate, pulling her hips against him as he pushes into her. She can't stand this for much longer. Everything in her mind is going blank and she squeezes tightly around William, a surge of pleasure going through her as he groans heavily. His fingers dig deeper into her hips and she arches her back, her body gearing up for something powerful. William reaches around between her legs and slips his hand underneath her underwear, stroking her with his fingers as she teeters on the edge. He slams into her once more and she cries out with pleasure, whimpering from the most intense orgasm flowing through her. William thrusts urgently as he frantically seeks release and Lizzie squeezes around him again. His hips surge into her and he's climaxing so strongly that he can barely make a noise.

Lizzie collapses forward onto the bed, completely spent. William follows, heaving himself onto his back next to her on the soft mattress. They look at each other for a few moments before they both break out into goofy grins.

"Best dessert ever," Lizzie hums and William chuckles.

"This certainly was the cherry on top…Mrs. Darcy," William says, brushing his finger against the lace.

"So you liked my surprise," Lizzie says playfully and he gives her a pointed look.

"Please tell me you have more," William says with a breath.

"Only if you tell me this is how you'll react when you see them," Lizzie replies, glancing down. "These may have lost the surprise though."

"Not in the slightest," William shakes his head. "I'm sure I'll be a bit…animalistic every time I see them."

"Animalistic," Lizzie repeats with a little smirk. "That's a good word for what just happened."

"So?" William asks again, quirking an eyebrow.

"Don't worry, Mr. Darcy. I have others," Lizzie says, bringing a hand up to his chest. "I won't break them out all at once though."

"I can wait, Mrs. Darcy," William says before adding. "We're practically living off dessert as it is."

"What can I say? I have a bit of a sweet tooth," Lizzie grins at him.

William finds himself alone on the beach just below their villa right at the beginning of sunset. William and Lizzie wanted to do a bit of exploring but they didn't want to go far, chalking it up to their laziness and constant longing for each other. They had yet to explore the beach below them despite having private access straight from their deck. When they were halfway down the stairs, Lizzie told him to go on ahead so she could grab the camera. He watched her for a moment as she hurried back up the steps before heading down.

Now, he's standing barefoot on the sand with his hands deep in his pockets and watching the waves crashing in front of him. The beach is completely empty but it doesn't surprise him. They may not have gone out in the past three days but they haven't seen anybody here except Nasir since they settled in.

"It's like I'm staring at a postcard," Lizzie says, William whipping his head towards her voice. She smiles and starts walking towards him, holding up the camera. "I wasn't going to miss another opportunity."

"Because we have so few," William teases and she sticks her tongue out at him. "How classy."

"Youuuu love me," Lizzie says with a cheesy grin. William reaches out and grabs her hand, pulling her to his chest.

"I do," William replies, gazing down at her. "Very much."

"I do too," Lizzie hums before he bows his head and kisses her.

"I think I just got flashbacks of our wedding just now," William chuckles as he lifts his head.

"Yea? That's an easy thing to do when it hasn't even been a week," Lizzie smiles up at him. "You know, that's something I'm looking forward to when we get home. Looking through all the pictures and video from our wedding."

"I'm sure every picture you're in will be perfect," William says and playfully rolls her eyes at him.

"You're a lost cause, William Darcy," Lizzie says.

"I'm merely a husband who thinks his wife is very beautiful," William replies and her expression softens.

"Come on. Take a picture with me?" Lizzie asks and he nods. They position themselves so that their villa is in the background. Lizzie keeps laughing while William is determined but it's too high up on the cliff to capture. She finally takes the camera from him and kisses his cheeks, lip and jaw to make him feel better. Then she snaps a quick picture of him before she runs closer to the water. William takes a seat in the sand and rests his arms on his knees, watching Lizzie as she tries to capture the sunset from every angle. He cannot get enough of how amazing she looks in this light as she glances over and smiles at him. Then a wave crashes over her feet and she laughs, realizing how close she was to the water. Lizzie keeps taking pictures for a few more minutes until she's satisfied and then hurries back to William.

"I wanted to enjoy the rest of the sunset with you," Lizzie says, handing him the camera. He smiles and slips it into his pocket.

"Oh good. I may not have been paying attention to it this whole time," William replies. Her cheeks redden a bit and then she drops to the sand, wiggling in between his legs. They resituate themselves so that she's leaning against his chest and his arms are wrapped around her. It makes Lizzie feel like she's cocooned by him and she loves it. The pinkish sky slows turns into a mixture of deep reds and oranges and she feels William's chest rise and fall in a sigh.

"Something on your mind?" Lizzie asks, resting a hand over his. William takes his time to reply but she's not bothered by the silence. He rests his forehead against her shoulder for a moment and she squeezes his hand, making him lift his head again.

"I'm happy," William says quietly.

"Me too," Lizzie says, glancing back at him.

"I mean, I'm really happy," William says more emphatically. "I didn't think it was possible to be this happy."

"Everybody deserves to be happy," Lizzie offers.

"Just like everybody deserves tea?" William asks with a teasing smile.

"Yes," Lizzie chuckles and he pulls her in closer to his chest. "It's very calming and makes me feel better when I'm down."

"Then you're like tea to me," William says after a moment and she bites back a smile. "Now hear me out before you start laughing. Everything you just listed…you do that for me. When you're near me, I feel instantly better. I'm more relaxed. Even the thought of you does it for me. There's the added bonus that you always smell and taste so good."

"Will," Lizzie giggles.

"I'm just saying that I'm the most comfortable when I'm with you," William says. "You know me best."

"And your sister, of course," Lizzie says.

"Yes but Gigi and I are related by blood. Of course, I'm comfortable with her. There's no doubt that she knows me well because we grew up together," William says. "She was born into this family."

"And me?" Lizzie asks.

"You chose this. You chose me," William says softly. "I can't help but feel like the luckiest person on earth right now. The fact that I found someone who wants to share the rest of their life with me is astounding. You want to build a life and build a family with me. I am grateful for every second I've had with you and for every second I will have with you."

"Wow," Lizzie breathes, taking a moment to find her own words. "Way to make your wife speechless. That was just as good as your vows."

William laughs and she feels it resonate in his chest as she leans against him. After a few moments, he takes a deep breath and bends his head to kiss her shoulder.

"The simplest way I can put it is that I'm happy to share this with you. You are the one person I want to share everything with," William says, resting his chin on her shoulder. Lizzie looks back and brings her hand back, resting it on his cheek. He smiles her favorite smile – the one with his dimples bright and clear.

"I love you. So, so much," Lizzie says, her voice tight. "I need you to know that it makes me just as happy that you want to share and build your life with me. I feel truly extraordinary that I'm that one person you can always turn to for anything."

"That will never change," William says. "You are the most important person in my life, Lizzie."

"You're the most important in mine, Will," Lizzie says before adding. "I love that you're never afraid to tell me how you feel and how you feel about me."

"I took too long not doing it," William says and she gives him a look. "We're married now and I don't intend to hide anything."

"You remind me so many times of why I fell in love with you," Lizzie sighs. "And you've already proven I'm right about something."

"What is that?" William asks, raising his eyebrows.

"You are a wonderful husband," Lizzie says warmly. William looks at her appreciatively, places a single kiss right behind her ear and she leans her head into the crook of his neck.

"You're a remarkable wife," William murmurs. Lizzie grabs his arms and he takes the hint, wrapping them tighter around her.

"I love it right here," Lizzie whispers, her eyes closed as she enjoys his warmth.

"Me too," William whispers back.


Friday, February 6th

When Lizzie woke up and saw that it was still dark outside, she groaned to herself. She wondered if she was ever going to adjust to the time change. Then she did what anybody would do in her situation; she climbed on top of her husband and woke him up in the best way possible.

It might be possible that Lizzie has just killed her husband. At least, he looks dead with the way he's sprawled across the mattress on his stomach and his face buried in the pillow. She's spent the last few minutes trying to figure out how to wake him so she can get something to eat. He barely made a noise when she said she was getting up to get dressed for breakfast. Lizzie climbs on the bed towards William and leans down, kissing his shoulder blade.

"Willlll," Lizzie hums in a singsong voice. "Wake up, handsome."

William makes a non-committal noise and Lizzie smiles, leaning down once more and kissing his ear.

"Pretty please? Your wife wants you to," Lizzie whispers near his ear.

"Can't," William mutters into the pillow, his eyes still closed. "Too tired. Wife's fault."

"Oh really? How is it her fault?" Lizzie asks, holding back a giggle.

"Sex," William mumbles. "So much sex."

"But it's so incredible," Lizzie says, kissing his neck.

"The best," William mumbles again. "Still too tired."

"Alright," Lizzie smiles, kissing his temple. "I'm going up to the main house to get some breakfast. Hopefully, I'll see you there."

"Mmmm," William hums. "Love you."

"I love you too," Lizzie says, brushing her fingers through his hair before she gets up.

She slips on a pair of sandals and grabs her sunglasses before stepping outside. It's a nice and sunny day out so she decides to walk to the main house, stopping to check out a couple of the large tortoises that have made their way onto the path. Once she gets to the main house, she pauses to check out the view of the bright blue ocean. Everything is so open around here and she loves the salty sea air surrounding her. She smiles at the employee who opens the door for her and she sets her sunglasses on top of her head as she walks inside.

There are a number of empty tables placed next to windows and doors, all wide open and giving an amazing view of the jungle and ocean. One blond-haired gentleman, who looks like he's in his early thirties, is sitting by himself at a table and enjoying his breakfast. On the opposite side of the restaurant sits a pasty older couple, who Lizzie recognizes as the same couple she and William saw when they first arrived. The man has salt and pepper hair while the woman has a light auburn bob and wears glasses. Lizzie is handed a menu by one employee and given free reign of wherever she'd like to sit. She heads towards a small table near an open window when the woman waves her over. Lizzie points to herself in confusion and the woman nods, smiling widely as she keeps waving her over.

"Come on over, sweetheart," the woman says with a light English accent.

"My husband may be joining me later," Lizzie replies, smiling at her.

"The more the merrier, luv," the man says with a matching English accent, gesturing to both of the empty chairs in front of them.

"Well," Lizzie pauses, looking back at the entrance before taking a seat. "Alright. He was pretty tired when I left. I'm sure he'll be awhile."

"My name's Tilly Murphy," she says, placing her hand on the man's shoulder. "And this is my husband, Duncan."

"Lizzie Darcy," Lizzie says, shaking their hands across the table.

"The newlyweds, of course," Tilly says with a smile.

"Wow, am I that obvious?" Lizzie asks, her cheeks reddening a little.

"Don't mind her," Duncan chuckles. "She's a bit of a gossip. We saw you arrive and she asked Wayne. She could probably tell you something about everybody on the island right now."

"Besides, you have that newly married glow," Tilly adds. "Looked just like you when we tied the knot."

"Oh, okay," Lizzie smiles. "Wait, who's Wayne?"

"The owner, luv," Duncan says. "The nicest bloke you could meet. Any problems and he'll fix them right quick."

"I haven't actually met him yet," Lizzie says.

"I'd imagine not. Haven't seen you out since you arrived," Tilly says and Lizzie's cheeks redden again. "I don't mean to embarrass you, sweetheart. I'm just very observant."

"What Tilly means to say is that we eat here for every meal," Duncan says. "This is our second trip here. We came for our twenty-fifth and we spent most of it in our villa. We're celebrating our fortieth now."

"Our two eldest surprised us," Tilly says with a proud look on her face.

"Your fortieth? You seem young to be celebrating your fortieth," Lizzie says before quickly adding. "I'm sorry if that seems forward."

"We went to the same secondary school from the time we were twelve," Tilly says. "Started going together when we were fourteen and he asked me to marry him on my eighteenth birthday."

"We married a few months later cuz I couldn't wait," Duncan says.

"Hit forty years on Monday," Tilly says, smiling at him. "February second."

"Congrats to both of you. Forty years is amazing!" Lizzie says. "My parents should be hitting their thirty-first anniversary soon."

"What about you, luv?" Duncan asks.

"It's been...a week, I believe. I'm still getting used to the time change. My husband is adjusting better than me," Lizzie says. "We got married last Saturday."

"Oh, you're barely just," Tilly says. "I'd love to hear the story."

"Tilly," Duncan chuckles.

"It's fine," Lizzie shakes her head. "It's a bit of a long story. I think my husband could tell it better…"

Lizzie trails off as a waiter brings over Tilly and Duncan's drinks. She orders two mimosas just in case but realizes she hasn't even looked at the menu. After a few minutes, they all order and their waiter takes their menus away.

"So you know a lot about the other guests on the island?" Lizzie asks.

"At least the ones we've met," Tilly says before discreetly gesturing to the other man in the restaurant. "That's Justin. He's here on his honeymoon with his wife, Natalie. They're not having the best time."

"How could you not though?" Lizzie asks.

"Absolutely wretched luck for Natalie," Tilly laughs. "They arrived Friday last and are leaving tomorrow. Justin has spent most of his time taking care of her or eating here. As soon as they arrived, she got stung by a bee and had an allergic reaction."

"That's terrible!" Lizzie says.

"It gets worse," Tilly replies. "On Monday, they went out on the sunset cruise but she got terrible sea sickness. It took her forever to recover and basically begged Justin to go out and enjoy himself so he's eaten with us a few times. Then they went to Anse Bambous on Wednesday and she got the absolute worst sunburn. She's spent most of her honeymoon in bed for all the wrong reasons."

"How awful for both of them," Lizzie says.

"Wayne has done nothing but accommodate them at every turn despite the horrid things that have happened," Tilly says. "Complimentary treatments at the spa to help with her skin as well as paying for their transportation back to Mahé."

"Well, it sounds like Wayne is a people pleaser," Lizzie says.

"Unreservedly," Duncan nods. "The bloke knows his way around this place. He upgraded us to the honeymoon package even though he knew how long we've been married."

"How long are you staying here?" Lizzie asks. The waiter returns with their drinks and lets them know their food will be ready soon.

"Here till the middle of the month," Tilly says when he leaves. "Then we're off to North Island. What about you, sweetheart?"

"We're staying for three weeks and then we're going to England," Lizzie says.

"Oh, where to? We're from Hale," Tilly says.

"London and just near Derbyshire," Lizzie replies.

"There are some lovely estates and charming villages near Derbyshire," Tilly says before glancing to Duncan. "What's the one estate, hon? The one near the Crooked Spire?"

"Sudbury?" Duncan offers.

"That's not it," Tilly frowns.

"Pemberley?" Lizzie says slowly.

"Yes! Such gorgeous grounds," Tilly says with admiration. "If you have a chance, do try and visit it."

"Um," Lizzie starts, her cheeks brightening. "That's actually the reason we're going to Derbyshire. Pemberley is where my husband's family is originally from. He hasn't been there in a long time and he really wanted to take me."

"Oh wow. What does your husband do?" Tilly asks and Duncan chuckles to himself.

"He's the CEO of a production company in San Francisco," Lizzie says proudly. "It focuses on application development that helps improve various social media platforms. He is amazing at what he does. His company is thriving and all his employees love him."

"As they should," Tilly says.

"And you, luv?" Duncan asks.

"I actually run a smaller production company," Lizzie says with a smile. "I mainly focus on web videos and looking for new online talent. My latest project is adapting Shakespeare with a modern twist."

"Fascinating! We love Shakespeare," Tilly says, smiling at Duncan. "Is that how you met your husband? At a conference or something?"

"No. It was actually long before I started my company," Lizzie says.

"Maybe we could just ask him. I do believe that tall, handsome lad belongs to you," Tilly says, gesturing towards the entrance. Lizzie whips her head around and breaks out into a big smile as she spots William walking toward their table. He looks relaxed in a green t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, smiling widely back at her. As he reaches them, he bends down and gives her a quick kiss.

"Hey, beautiful," William whispers.

"Hey, handsome. You look well rested," Lizzie whispers back and he chuckles before kissing her again. "I ordered a mimosa for you."

"Thank you," William smiles widely, glancing to the older couple on the other side of the table.

"This is Tilly and Duncan Murphy. They're from England," Lizzie says, gesturing to both.

"William Darcy," William says, shaking their hands. "Have you been keeping my wife company?"

"We have," Duncan smiles. "She is delightful."

"And was just raving about you," Tilly adds as William sits down.

"Was she?" William asks, glancing at Lizzie and raising an eyebrow. She smiles at him and he rests a hand on her thigh. "I would probably do the same thing. What has she been telling you?"

"We were just about to learn how you two met," Tilly says.

"Um. We met at a wedding," William says, pausing as a waiter puts plates down for the table.

"Would you like anything, sir?" the waiter asks.

"What do you have there?" William asks Lizzie, looking at her plate.

"Scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and fresh fruit," Lizzie says.

"I'll have the same thing as her, thank you," William says and the waiter nods before leaving. "Go ahead and eat. Don't wait for me."

"So you met at a wedding?" Tilly asks, cutting up her sausage.

"She caught the bouquet and I caught the garter," William says.

"More like it hit you square in the chest," Lizzie adds and William half-smiles at her.

"And we danced together," William finishes.

"I just adore dancing. Was it love at first sight?" Tilly asks before taking a bite.

"Sorry, she's a bit of a busybody," Duncan says, grabbing the salt shaker and salting his eggs. "Has to know all the details."

"You git," Tilly laughs, hitting his shoulder. William and Lizzie both chuckle and she squeezes his hand resting on her thigh, hidden by the folds of the tablecloth.

"We kind of butted heads in the beginning actually," Lizzie says, glancing to William. "There were some communication issues and we got our signals crossed. It took a few…pushes in the right direction for us to figure things out."

"It was all completely worth it," William says, gazing at her for a moment. "She's the best thing to happen to me."

"Will," Lizzie's cheeks redden as she bites her lip. "He's always trying to make me blush with compliments like that."

"As you should, chum," Duncan says, winking at him.

"Duncan is all about the flattery and romance." Tilly smiles at them. "You can't let that die out. It's how we've lasted this long."

"They're celebrating forty years," Lizzie says to William.

"That's impressive," William raises his eyebrows. "You'll have to let us in on your secret to success."

"Where shall I even begin?" Tilly says, grinning at Duncan.

The waiter returns with William's breakfast and he thanks him before he leaves. Tilly keeps gushing about their marriage while William and Lizzie listen and eat. He keeps his hand on her thigh, pulling up her dress slightly to caress her bare skin. He can feel her gaze on him as he does it and he pretends not to notice, finishing up his fruit. William slides his hand to her inner thigh and he hears a small sigh from her before she shifts in her seat. It's an evil thing to be doing to her, especially with people they've barely met. There's something about riling her up in public that makes this all so appealing. His fingers inch up her thigh and he has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from grinning as she opens her legs a little more. She's only encouraging him and he will gladly keep on torturing her.

"So William," Tilly says and he focuses back on her words. "How are you enjoying the island so far?"

"Truthfully, we haven't seen a lot of it," William says with a lopsided smile. "Our villa has the most amazing view and we can't seem to get enough of it."

"The sunset is different every time," Tilly says with a sigh. "Which villa do you have?"

"Nine," William replies. "We're surrounded by the cliff side and jungle."

"Lots of…privacy," Lizzie says, pausing for a second. His hand is dangerously close to her center. How can he hold a conversation this easily? He's definitely getting too good at this. All she wants to do is climb into his lap and have her way with him. She's not worried though because she's got a little something up her sleeve. Well, more like a little nothing under her dress. It doesn't matter how many times she does this. He always crumbles.

"We stayed in ten during our last trip," Duncan says. "This time, however, we're enjoying the luxury of the Banyan Hill Estate. It's much too much for just two people."

"Our kids insisted though," Tilly says. "You're welcome to drop by. If you love the view from your villa, you'll absolutely die over the one from our gazebo."

"It's a very nice offer," William says, looking to Lizzie. He's paused in his movements for the moment but he's aching to keep going. It's a mere courtesy from him but he knows it's killing her that he's so close, and yet so far.

"We just may," Lizzie nods quickly, glancing back to him. There's a silent plea in her eyes for him to keep going. Who is he to deny his wife?

"I thought this place was luxurious our first time but the renovations!" Tilly gushes. The newlyweds are feigning interest as she continues but they're really more focused on what's going on beneath the table. It's a wicked game they're playing as his fingers creep up her flesh. He can feel warm heat radiating off her and it's only seconds later when he understands that something's different. It takes all his willpower not to groan at the realization that she's not wearing any underwear. Thank goodness he's wearing loose shorts because he's half-hard at the thought. He brushes one finger against her and he hears the tiniest gasp from her but he doesn't dare look. If they lock eyes, he's sure they'll be running out of there without explanation. Instead, he keeps his eyes on Tilly and Duncan but his fingers on Lizzie.

"I have the most splendid idea!" Tilly exclaims. "Duncan and I had set up a day cruise around the island tomorrow with lunch and drinks and all the other goodies. Why don't you join us? Duncan, do you like that idea?"

"It's perfect," Duncan smiles at her. "But it's quite alright if you say no."

"We didn't see nearly enough of this place on our first go around," Tilly says.

"Yes!" Lizzie says, a bit powerfully and William holds back another smirk. If Tilly and Duncan caught that, they surely don't acknowledge it. William knows she's right at the edge of losing her willpower and he's not far behind. "What time?"

"Late in the morning. I just love to sleep in on holiday," Tilly says. "Around 11."

"Sounds great," William says.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Tilly asks. "You're looking a little peaked."

"Mmmhmm," Lizzie nods quickly, forcing a smile. "Still…getting used to this tropical weather. Much different than San Francisco."

"You never want to overdo it in the beginning," Tilly says kindly. "You don't want to end up like Justin and Natalie."

"Nope," Lizzie says a bit strained, clenching her jaw as William uses a little more pressure.

"Would you like to go back to the villa?" William asks, looking at her for the first time since they've started. They both see the heat in their eyes and desire flashes between them.

"Very much," Lizzie says, biting her lip. She almost whimpers as William takes his hand away and pulls her dress back to her knees. "It was really nice to meet you. Thank you for inviting me to breakfast."

"And on the cruise tomorrow," William says as Lizzie gets up. "We're looking forward to it."

"It will be our pleasure," Duncan waves him off. William strategically stands up and immediately turns away from the couple to avoid any embarrassment. "Feel better, luv."

"Thank you," Lizzie says, smiling at him before William starts nudging her to the door.

"See you tomorrow!" Tilly says cheerily, waving as the two of them walk out. It takes the rest of Lizzie and William's strength to wait until they round the corner to sprint to their golf cart.

"Think they'll actually show?" Duncan asks Tilly.

"With the way they were looking at each other?" Tilly asks, giving him a look. "We certainly didn't do much on our honeymoon."

"Thank god you drove the cart," Lizzie gasps as William shuts the gate behind them. She's immediately pushed against the gate and he swoops in to kiss her. Lizzie slides her hands under his shirt, feeling the heat rise of his back. "Wouldn't have made it far."

"Not at all," William murmurs against her neck, turning them around. He leads her backwards to the door as he nibbles on her neck, Lizzie bunching and pulling up his shirt. She grunts as she's pressed hard against their front door and William blindly fishes for the key in his pocket, still kissing up her neck.

"Do you know how evil you are?" Lizzie whimpers as he drags his tongue to the spot behind her ear. She becomes more desperate to get his clothes off and William fumbles with the lock. They practically stumble inside and he slams the door, helping Lizzie by practically ripping his shirt off over his head. She quickly removes her sandals and tosses them aside.

"Almost as evil as you," William smirks as she pushes him against the door. He kicks his shoes off while she unbuttons and unzips his shorts. She giggles as he shimmies out of them, his hands too busy pulling off her dress and tossing it across the room. "No bra either. What are you doing to me, woman?"

"Making it easier for you," Lizzie grins as he spins them around and pushes her against the door. She pushes his boxer briefs down and he completely removes them before bending down to kiss her again. It's full of passion and Lizzie hums as he pulls her against his naked body, his arms wrapped tightly around her as she stands on her toes. Then he slides his hands to her thighs and she gasps as he lifts her up, both lustfully gazing at each other as she wraps her legs around him.

They are both aching for each other already so when William presses her against the door again, Lizzie sighs in anticipation. He presses himself against her opening and then loosens his grip on her just enough that she glides onto him. Lizzie tangles her fingers in his hair and moans as he buries himself deep inside her. She tightens her legs around his torso and moans as he thrusts into her. It feels so good but she wants so much more and she can tell that he does too.

"Will!" Lizzie cries out as he steps away from the door. She's never been more turned on by his strength than right now as he slowly walks them to the table. He lifts her up a few inches and then lets her slide back down onto him with each step. Whimpers and moans tumble from her lips and her nails dig harder into his scalp. They reach the round table and he sets her down, holding onto her hips as he speeds up their rhythm. Lizzie puts one hand flat behind her on the table while her other slides to the back of his neck. She pulls him in closer and they share a deep kiss. Lizzie sucks on his tongue and he groans, tightening his grip on her. He hits a particularly deep spot and Lizzie throws her head back with a deep cry.

"You're so gorgeous," William whispers huskily and Lizzie bites her lip as he starts circling her clit with his thumb. She pulls him closer and his forehead rests against hers, neither breaking eye contact.

"Oh god. Bedroom!" Lizzie pleads as a powerful jolt of pleasure hits her core. William quickly lifts her up and she throws her arms around him once more as he hurries to the bed, thankful the doors are still wide open. She gives him a dark look and he knows exactly what she wants. He turns them around at the last second and he falls to the bed with Lizzie on top. She immediately picks the fast paced rhythm back up and William brings a hand up to gently massage one breast. She grabs his other hand and brings it back to where they're joined. Lizzie's leaning into his touch as she rocks her hips with his and she doesn't stand a chance. Her eyes slam shut and she presses her hands against his chest as she climaxes, gasping out his name as bliss courses through her body. The sight of Lizzie orgasming on top of William and feeling her pulsing around him sends him into a frenzy. He flips them over and takes control, thrusting hard into her as she claws at his back. It only takes a few strokes and he's groaning as he climaxes, reveling the way Lizzie is holding onto him as the pleasure slowly subsides.

William gently pulls out of her and collapses onto his back, looking to Lizzie. Their breathing is ragged and his muscles are tired but he loved every second of it. She catches his stare and she grins as she looks back at him. After a moment, they both begin to laugh.

"I think we just caught up with the tally," Lizzie laughs.

"We're insatiable," William says through his chuckling.

"I don't see the problem," Lizzie jokes, taking a deep breath.

"I can't resist any part of you," William says before adding. "Especially now that you're my wife."

"Good because I can't resist any part of you," Lizzie hums. "Way to step up your game there, Mr. Darcy."

"Thank you, Mrs. Darcy," William smirks at her.

"Do you think we made a bad impression on Tilly and Duncan?" Lizzie asks after a moment.

"Doubt it. Everybody loves you," William says and she smiles at him. "Besides, we newlyweds."

"So why not test out a little debauchery under the noses of people we just met?" Lizzie raises her eyebrow at him.

"Exactly," William grins.


Saturday, February 7th

"I don't know what I should wear," Lizzie says, staring at her clothes laid out on the bed while wearing her black satin robe. William comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist.

"Nothing," William says near her ear.

"So not helpful," Lizzie chuckles as he kisses her earlobe.

"On the contrary," William hums. "It is very helpful to me."

"Did the shower do nothing to abate your craving?" Lizzie teases.

"You're the one who has woken me up the past three days before the sun," William says, kissing the spot behind her ear.

"My body is rebelling against the time change," Lizzie pouts, leaning into him.

"We're just going to have to fix that," William says.

"How?" Lizzie asks.

"I'll think of something. You're not the only clever one in this marriage," William says.

"If you're so clever then tell me what I should wear," Lizzie says, glancing back at him.

"Let's see," William says as he looks at everything laid out on the bed. "I'll obviously have to help you apply sunscreen so you don't burn."

"Obviously," Lizzie snorts.

"This dress with a bathing suit underneath. Just in case," William says, holding up a long, sleeveless multi-colored dress. "Then your hat and sunglasses with some sandals and you will look absolutely gorgeous."

"You still don't think the hat makes me look like my mom?" Lizzie asks, scrunching her nose.

"I told you I loved it when you bought it," William says with a smile, bringing a hand up to her arm and rubbing it. "Besides, it's perfect for the sun and protecting your lovely skin."

"Thank you," Lizzie says. "By the way, Fitz did a good job. I'm loving the way you look in those shorts. I think a shirt would totally ruin it though."

"Clothes ruin everything," William says with a wink. He's wearing a pair of navy blue boards shorts, which are more comfortable than he thought they would be. Fitz offered to accompany him when he said he needed to shop for a few things for the honeymoon. Once Fitz learned what William had intended to bring, it turned into a full on shopping spree.

"We don't need to make worse impressions on Tilly and Duncan by showing up naked," Lizzie deadpans.

"If you insist," William sighs dramatically and she giggles. "Blue or white?"

"Blue or white what?" Lizzie asks, quirking an eyebrow at him.

"For my shirt," William says.

"White, for sure," Lizzie replies. "If you happened to fall in the water, I'd be treated to a nicer view."

"Such a wisecracker," William smirks. "Maybe you should change to that white and green dress instead."

"No deal," Lizzie laughs.

"You made it!" Tilly says excitedly as William and Lizzie walk towards them on the dock, hand in hand.

"We apologize if we're a little late," William says. "Lizzie couldn't find the camera."

"It's barely five after," Duncan checks his watch. "We only arrived ten minutes ago."

"I feel less guilty then," Lizzie says and William smiles at her.

"It's just the four of us anyhow," Tilly reassures her. "They wait for us."

"I like that," Lizzie says brightly.

"Let's board, shall we?" Duncan suggests.

William and Lizzie are thoroughly enjoying their day with Tilly and Duncan. They cruise around the island a handful of times and are treated to a thorough history of it from the steward. Lizzie snaps pictures every so often before William steals the camera from her, taking as many pictures of her as he can while she tries to grab it back. Soon enough, lunch is served and it's a delicious array of locally caught seafood as well as the island's own fruits and vegetables. The conversation between the two couples never seems to stall and Tilly and Duncan are eventually told the longer version of how Lizzie and William started dating.

As the afternoon passes, the boat is taken further out from the island for some fishing. They learn that Duncan is an avid fisherman and happily offers to teach William. While the steward is setting up their poles, curiosity gets the best of Lizzie and she joins in. Tilly chooses to sit back and relax, taking the camera from Lizzie to document the experience.

"Have you ever fished before, Lizzie?" Duncan asks after they've been fishing in the calm waters for a while.

"One time when I was little," Lizzie says, sitting next to William. "My dad didn't have the patience to teach us three girls though. My younger sister kept whining about how bored she was and my older sister was afraid of hurting the fish. He quickly gave up and we went swimming instead."

"It's eerie how well I can picture that," William chuckles and Lizzie gives him a playful smile.

"And you, William? Ever fished?" Duncan asks.

"A few times with my father," William says and Lizzie gently caresses his arm. He looks at her warmly and leans over to kiss her temple.

"How long has it been?" Duncan asks and creases appear on William's forehead as he tries to remember.

"It's been…forever. Maybe eighteen years," William says after a moment. "My parents were busy people but they always made time for me and my sister."

"That's the right way to do it," Duncan says simply. "I've taught all our children to fish. Tilly taught them all how to cook."

"Everybody should know how to cook," Tilly pipes up. "Only Rhys decided to actually make a career out of it."

"How old are your children, Tilly?" Lizzie asks. "You said your two oldest sent you here?"

"Libby is 36. She's a barrister! She and her partner have been together seven years," Tilly gushes. "They just recently adopted the sweetest little boy."

"We are too young to be grandparents," Duncan shakes his head.

"Get used to it, darling," Tilly teases. "Jasper is 34 and he's a doctor. Married for 5 years now."

"And they have a baby on the way," Duncan adds.

"I think I can hear my mom seething with jealousy from here," Lizzie says and William laughs. "She's wanted grandchildren for years now. My oldest sister, Jane, just got married last April. I think my mom expected at least one by now."

"Patience is key," Tilly says. "We wanted kids but I wanted to wait until I was at least 21. Wouldn't you know it? Two weeks after my 21st birthday, I found out I was pregnant with Libby."

"Technically you made your goal," William offers, glancing over his shoulder at her.

"True," Tilly smiles. "Our next is Rhys. He just turned 30 and is practically still a newlywed! Got married last June. His wife works for the BBC and he is a part-time writer there. He spends the rest of his time cooking."

"That's pretty awesome!" Lizzie says, giving William an impressed look.

"I love everything he writes," Tilly coos before continuing. "Then there's Rebecca. She's 18 and just started University."

"18?"

"Where is she going?" Lizzie and William ask at the same time.

"She was a bit of a surprise," Duncan says, Lizzie and William both nodding when they understand.

"Cambridge! She's the smartest little thing," Tilly beams.

"You certainly sound proud of your kids," Lizzie says.

"Wouldn't you be?" Tilly asks. William glances at Lizzie and sees a hint of a smile, most likely mirroring his own. "Every parent should be proud of their kids, no matter what."

"That's what I would—"

Lizzie feels a tug on her line and stops talking, unsure of what to do. She waits a moment and feels the tug again and she sits straight up.

"Ummm, I think I got a bite," Lizzie says to nobody in particular. The steward comes over and starts talking her through it. William completely abandons his own line to watch Lizzie. It takes a few minutes as she reels in the line and then gives a little. Tilly is ready with the camera and Lizzie is practically bouncing in her seat as she pulls the line out of the water with a fish flopping around on the line.

"Oh my god, Lizzie!" William exclaims as the steward helps her pull a fish that's nearly a foot and a half long out of the water. "Nice catch!"

"Lucky try," Lizzie smiles widely at him. "What kind of fish is this?"

"A bonito. Very common around these parts," the steward says.

"Quick, Tilly! Take some pictures!" Lizzie says, holding the wriggling fish in her hands. Tilly takes a handful of photos before William joins in with her, looking just as proud. Then the steward carefully unhooks the line from the fish and Lizzie tosses it back in the ocean, William giving her a long congratulatory kiss afterwards.

"Wow. I think that's enough excitement to last the whole day," Lizzie says, brushing hair out of her face. "Oh lord. My hands smell."

"Come on. Let's go wash your hands. I'm sure there's some lemon around here that we can rub on them as well," Tilly says.

"Lemon?" Lizzie asks, following her.

"It helps mask the smell in a jiffy," Duncan replies, not moving from his fishing spot.

"The more you know," Lizzie shrugs.

"Lizzie, are you done?" William asks, holding onto her pole.

"I can't top that," Lizzie nods before grinning. "But let's see if you can."

"A challenge I can't back down from," William grins back at her.

"I hope you don't get all pouty," Lizzie says. She and William are walking far behind Tilly and Duncan towards the main house. After a long day on the boat, they finally decided to return back to the island. Tilly and Duncan were going to eat dinner while Lizzie and William decided to pick up a basket of food before returning to their villa.

"And why would I get all pouty? Because my fish got away?" William asks. "I still had the best catch."

"How do you figure?" Lizzie asks, raising an eyebrow. She sees the tiniest smirk appearing at the corner of his lips before he slides an arm around her back and surprises her by pulling her towards him.

"Because I got you," William smiles down at her.

Lizzie laughs and rolls her eyes at William. "We got each other," she hums. He bows his head and kisses her softly, tightening his hold around her. When their kiss ends, he presses his lips against her forehead and hears a happy sigh from Lizzie.

"I had a really good time today," William says, pulling back and looking down at her.

"Me too," Lizzie smiles at him. "Let's get dinner and go back to our place. I'd like to spend the rest of the day with just my husband."

"Gladly," William says as she steps out of his hold. He takes her hand and they walk the rest of the way towards the house.

While William is ordering dinner for their picnic basket, Lizzie asks the kitchen for a few pieces of lettuce after she spots one of the giant tortoises on the grass outside. When William comes back out, he sees Lizzie sitting cross-legged in front of a tortoise and feeding it pieces of lettuce. It brings a smile to his face to see how much she's enjoying herself over the littlest things. He pulls out the camera and takes a few pictures before she spots him, smiling up at him when she does. She hands him some lettuce and he does the same thing, both of them chuckling at the tortoise stretching its neck for more. Pretty soon, their dinner basket is ready and they're heading off to their villa.

William and Lizzie enjoy their dinner on the terrace at their table under the thatched roof while watching the sky darken before them. After the stimulating day that they've had, they're reveling in each other's quiet company. Once they've cleaned everything from dinner, Lizzie pulls William to one of the lounge chairs and he readjusts it to be almost flat. They both lie down with Lizzie resting her head on his in the crook of his shoulder, gazing up at the night sky.

"The stars are so bright here," Lizzie says softly.

"It helps that we're on a remote island," William says.

"We keep picking places that are in the middle of nowhere," Lizzie says.

"We just like our privacy," William chuckles.

"There's a lot of perks to privacy," Lizzie smiles and William nods in agreement. They lay there in silence for a few minutes while William strokes her hair. "I still can't believe I caught a fish."

"That was pretty remarkable," William says. "I never thought we'd go fishing on our honeymoon."

"If Tilly hadn't taken pictures, I don't think our friends would believe us," Lizzie says, glancing over at him.

"I'm really glad that they invited us," William says, smiling at her.

"Me too. It was really nice getting to know them," Lizzie says. "Four children and all so successful. Can you imagine?"

"Maybe not four," William says. "But I could see ours doing just as well."

"Because Darcys strive for the best," Lizzie says. "As long as they're happy."

"Exactly," William says, pausing for a moment before speaking again. "Do you want to play a game?"

"Sure," Lizzie says. "Is it physical or mental?"

"Mental," William says.

"Damn. I was hoping to dominate you physically," Lizzie teases, waggling her eyebrows.

"Don't rule it out for later," William smirks. "Now you must bring your wits about you."

"I'm intrigued, Mr. Darcy," Lizzie says. "Do tell."

"It's really very simple, Mrs. Darcy," William says with a playful tone. "We tell each other where we see ourselves in five years."

"Are there rules? Is this just our personal lives or can it include professional? Does it have to be realistic or can I blow things out of proportion? Do we include our friends and family or is it just us?" Lizzie asks, giving him a cheeky look.

"If you want to get that specific," William laughs. "Everything is fair game."

"This sounds like fun," Lizzie says as turns onto her side, wiggling in closer to him and resting a hand on his chest. "Save us for last."

"The best part, of course," William says and she smiles at him again.

"Let's see. Five years from now," Lizzie says, scrunching her face up in a cute way. "I think we both know where Jane and Bing will be."

"A gaggle of kids," William says simply and Lizzie laughs.

"Who would take care of them at home?" Lizzie asks. "I'm sure Jane would be up to her ears in fabric with designing her clothing line as well as the kids' clothes."

"All I know is that Bing really wants to be a dad," William says and Lizzie makes a little throaty noise. "I vaguely recall him blurting it out at my bachelor party."

"I still don't know everything that happened at your party," Lizzie says.

"And I know nothing about yours," William says, giving her a pointed look. "Another time."

"Right," Lizzie says. "So anyway, Jane has always been the most maternal between us."

"I think you are, especially with Lydia. I've told you that before," William looks at her.

"I know," Lizzie says, taking a small breath. "I'm just saying she's the most prepared. She can only resist so much pressure from my mom before it gets to her. Kids and fancy clothes are what I see five years down the line for Jane and Bing."

"I think we agree on that vision," William says. "Who else is easy to predict?"

"Fitz and Brandon," Lizzie says as if it's obvious. "They will still be happily married and far too nosy for their own good."

"Sounds about right," William chuckles.

"Which will make them really good uncles," Lizzie adds warmly.

"I expect nothing less," William says. "Fitz was a huge help with Gigi when our parents passed away. He's always been around and it's part of the reason why they're such good friends."

"That's why I think he would be a good uncle," Lizzie says. He smiles at her and leans over, kissing the top of her head. "So, speaking of Gigi…"

"I don't want to think about it," William says with a pained look.

"Listen, she's going to get married eventually. Whether it's with Sidney or some other random guy, she's going to find someone who wants to spend their life with her," Lizzie says. "She wanted that so much for you and look where we are."

"I want her to be this happy," William says softly. "I've watched her grow and it just surprises me how incredibly strong she is."

"Because you had a big hand in that," Lizzie says, poking his chest. "Wherever she finds herself in five years, it will be in a good place."

"Yea," William sighs. "Now I get to turn the tables on you. Where do you see Lydia?"

"She's a mystery for me," Lizzie shrugs. "She's graduating in May and that opens up so many possibilities for her. Her moving out and living by herself is a really big step. It would be awesome if she decided to come to San Francisco within those five years though."

"And if she did, she has at least two job offers already," William says teasingly.

"Of course" Lizzie chuckles.

"Plus, there's Adam," William adds. "She had that lunch date with him. I wonder how that went."

"It was breakfast and she said she wasn't sure about him," Lizzie says with a slight frown.

"No. I'm pretty sure she told me they were going out to lunch last Sunday," William says. "I asked when she and Mary were going to head back and she said later in the afternoon because of Adam."

"I…did not know that," Lizzie says, giving him a surprised look.

"Interesting," William says. "We may have to keep an eye on your Romeo."

"I guess so," Lizzie says.

"Who else is left besides us?" William asks.

"Charlotte and Sam!" Lizzie perks up. "They're sooo moving in together soon."

"Because you have the inside scoop," William chuckles.

"I know my bestie. She doesn't consider these things lightly," Lizzie says. "In five years for her? Still crazy successful with Collins & Collins & Lu and maybe even married."

"I don't see them getting married any time soon though," William says. "I'm sure Sam wants to finish school and be settled down professionally first."

"Of course! It's not like I think they would get married tomorrow," Lizzie says. "It would probably be in three or four years, at least."

"I can see that for both of them," William says, smiling a little.

"Did we forget anybody?" Lizzie asks.

"Your parents," William says.

"Jane's taken care of them with the gaggle of kids. They're busy enough," Lizzie replies, making William laugh.

"Then that just leaves us," William says, his voice full of warmth. "Professional or personal first?"

"Professional," Lizzie says. "And I'm going for the blown out of proportion version first."

"This should be good," William grins at her.

"Okay. You ready?" Lizzie asks, seeing William nod. "In five years, DEP is thriving.. We've relocated to a building that rivals the Google headquarters. We have a number of book publishing companies like Penguin Classics and Scholastic and Bloomsbury clamoring at our feet for contracts. We're up to our ears in subscribers and ad execs and there's so much money that I don't even know what to do with it all. And you know, PD is doing great as well. Domino is a household name and more people are using it than Skype. Every app that you come out with gets a million downloads within a month."

"Wow," William chuckles. "That is certainly some future, Lizzie."

"Thank you. Thank you very much," Lizzie says, smiling goofily at him.

"I'm going to work off that and tell you what I see five years down the line," William and Lizzie twists her body a little, focusing her gaze on him. "There's no doubt that your company will thrive. I also see you moving from your floor to your own building…but probably a one or two story at the most. As for those contracts with those publishing companies, you should seriously think about that. It's a really good idea, Lizzie."

"You think?" Lizzie asks.

"Absolutely," William smiles at her. "Consider it for down the road."

"I just may," Lizzie says.

"And your vision of PD is pretty much on track with what we're hoping for," William smirks. "The million downloads is a bit much but nicely done."

"Now the best for last," Lizzie hums.

"In five years," William starts, taking her left hand and rubbing his thumb across her rings. "We're still blissfully happy about being married."

"That's an easy one," Lizzie chuckles.

"Still falling madly in love with you on a daily basis," William continues.

"I will be too," Lizzie says, quickly kissing his cheek.

"And…" William pauses. "We have a least one child by then."

"One tiny human who looks like a miniature version of you or me," Lizzie smiles. "I'd like that very much."

"Actually, I think I could add to that and say we're probably seriously thinking about having our second," William says. "Or maybe even putting it into practice."

"That depends on how painful my first delivery is. I may just quit right then and there," Lizzie says sarcastically.

"Unlikely," William says with a snort. "You led a board meeting with a ruptured appendix!"

"That was stupid of me though," Lizzie says, frowning.

"Still, you're so much stronger than you realize," William says. "And for the record, I'll be there the whole time."

"I'd hope so," Lizzie says, moving and resting her head back on his shoulder. She begins to circle the buttons of his shirt and he watches her movements. "Do you think we'd have a boy or a girl first?"

"I really don't know. I would be beyond thrilled with either," William says quietly.

"I think you'll be a complete mess if we have a girl," Lizzie says lightheartedly. "You'll probably spoil her more than me."

"Or just as much," William replies. "I'll be a mess no matter what. I can barely handle Gigi growing up before my eyes. Our own flesh and blood? I can't put it into words right now."

"I don't think I can either," Lizzie murmurs. "I'm so glad we got married."

"So glad," William smiles.

"You are the perfect partner in crime to raise kids with," Lizzie says. "When we feel ready, of course."

"Can't wait," William hums. "I can imagine, as you put it, a tiny human with dark brown hair running around and filling our home with the sounds of laughter."

"Or my genes will beat up yours and they'll have red hair," Lizzie jokes.

"I'd be happy with that too," William says. "I'm going to love them no matter whose genes are victorious."

"That's all I need to hear," Lizzie says with a breath. "I'm pretty sure our genes are going to mix really well."

"That's a given," William chuckles, kissing the top of her head.

"Cutest kids ever," Lizzie grins at him. "I love you, you know."

"I love you, too," William says. "I adore how much you light up every time I say it."

"I really like hearing you say it," Lizzie says.

"Then I'll never stop," William hums. Lizzie sighs and curls into his body before William keeps her in his embrace. The two of them lie there for a few minutes and watch the stars twinkling above them, enjoying the sounds of the birds whistling through the trees.

"So, what now?" William asks, glancing down at her.

"Well, Mr. Darcy," Lizzie starts. "There is something."

"Yeeesss, Mrs, Darcy?" William replies in a silly tone.

"I've had this craving," Lizzie says. "For, well, most of the day."

"Most of the day, huh?" William asks.

"Mmhmm," Lizzie says.

"Now, are you having a craving or are you having withdrawals?" William asks with a glimmer in his eyes. "Is this something that you've had a lot of in the past few days?"

"I would say that," Lizzie says, giggling under her breath. "I think it's a mixture between a withdrawal and a craving."

"You need to seek immediate help then," William says dramatically. "May I be of assistance?"

"I could definitely use your help, sir," Lizzie says, sitting up and grinning over her shoulder. William sits up as she stands from the chair and keeps his focus on her. "I do hope you know what to do. It's getting worse by the minute."

"Don't worry, ma'am," William smirks as he stands up. "I'm well versed in these matters."

"That's wonderful. I'd hate to be left with any…lingering symptoms," Lizzie says, licking her lips.

"I can guarantee…" William pauses, eying her up and down. "Complete satisfaction."

"Just what I need. What are you waiting for?" Lizzie asks lowly. She squeaks as he bends down, grabs her by the legs and throws her over his shoulder.

"Nothing at all," William rumbles.


Notes:

Whew! 56 pages for only 5 days!

Huge thanks to Teresa for betaing another beast so soon after the wedding chapter. I'm sure it won't be the only one. More thanks to Sarah, who is constantly helping me out when I'm stuck with something.

There's plenty more to come! My honeymoon outline barely has a dent in it :)