A/N: WOOOHOOO!!! UNGROUNDED! Sorry for such a confusing first chapter, how
the mom was there but she wasn't supposed to be there.... Okay never mind I'm
just getting myself more confused. Anyway, in the last chapter I didn't
mean for him to sound like a perv, so don't make him sound that way. BTW I
said it was going to be rated "R" but I lied. I tried to write a sex scene
but it just wasn't working.
Landon would have held Jamie's hand, if weren't for the four suitcases in his hands. "Why do we need all of this – this – stuff?" he asked, shifting his weight from his left to his right foot while she checked them in. She looked up from the paper she had just signed. "Because we're staying up here for two and a half weeks, and I didn't want to do laundry. Put two and two together," she laughed. Landon smiled and followed her to the door marked "Room 135 – Honeymoon Sweet." She slid the cheap plastic card and sighed as she entered the room.
It was a beautiful room, filled with flowers and rose petals scattered everywhere: on the floor, the bed, the chairs, the desk, the counters in the bathroom, a large cup sitting by the bath for it.
"It's beautiful," sighed Jamie, placing her nose into the nearest bouquet. "I'm glad you like it," he whispered into her ear, his arms wrapped around her waist. He released her, scooting the flower petals off of the couch cushion and sat. "What do you want to do? We could swim, play mini golf, go sight seeing, go in the hot tub, stay here and rent a movie. Whatever you," he mad sure to stretch out the 'you', "want to do."
"The movie sounds fine," said Jamie, "I'm kind of tired." Landon understood, she was still healing, still growing strong. He grabbed the remote, flipping through the paperviews. "We have 'Harry Potter,' 'Selena,' 'Gremlins,' 'Pirates of the Caribbean,' 'A Walk To Remember,' or 'Signs.' Which one?"
"What is Signs? I've never even heard of it."
"Isn't about aliens that live in the corn. Wait is that Children of the Corn? I have no clue baby."
"How about 'Pirates of the Caribbean?' You're interested in pirates and I'm interested in Johnny Depp!" Jamie squealed. Landon put a scowl on his face. "Why didn't you marry him and be Mrs. Depp instead?"
"To old," she laughed.
"Oh so you're out for the younger guy? Well I'm older than you!"
"By fourteen days!" Jamie sat on his lap, stroking his hair.
"Days, weeks, years. I'm still older."
"Whatever. You always have to be right anyway. No use trying to get you to see my point of view, Mr. Stubborn."
"It's because I'm always right. You know that! You -," he was interrupted by a kiss from Jamie. She started unbuttoning Landon's shirt, but he softly stopped her. "Are you sure?" he asked nervously.
Jamie could hear the nervousness in his voice. "I'm sure. Don't be nervous." She took off her shirt revealing her bra, and Landon felt as though he were doing something wrong. He didn't know why – they were married. "You know, Landon, we don't have too."
"What gave you that idea?" he asked, pushing his thoughts away. She shrugged, and started kissing him again.
Landon slowly put his lips to her lips, then her cheek, her neck, and her collarbone.
And that is where we'll leave the two lovers.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"I'm the luckiest," he thought, propping his head up by his arm, elbow digging into the bed, watching Jamie sleep. The sheet was wrapped around her unclothed self, and Landon swore he could see the halo for a second.
A soft moan came from Jamie as she heard him get out of bed, grabbing the menu. She blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to wake. "Good morning."
"Good morning," he said, bending down to give her a kiss. He suddenly jumped on the bed, causing her to fly up for a second while wailing her arms.
"What was that for?"
"To wake you up so we can order breakfast. I'm starved."
"Your also impatient," she laughed.
"With your goods," he said, pointing to himself, "You also get the bad." Jamie laughed and settled back into bed.
A/N This is Part 1 of The Honeymoon.
Landon would have held Jamie's hand, if weren't for the four suitcases in his hands. "Why do we need all of this – this – stuff?" he asked, shifting his weight from his left to his right foot while she checked them in. She looked up from the paper she had just signed. "Because we're staying up here for two and a half weeks, and I didn't want to do laundry. Put two and two together," she laughed. Landon smiled and followed her to the door marked "Room 135 – Honeymoon Sweet." She slid the cheap plastic card and sighed as she entered the room.
It was a beautiful room, filled with flowers and rose petals scattered everywhere: on the floor, the bed, the chairs, the desk, the counters in the bathroom, a large cup sitting by the bath for it.
"It's beautiful," sighed Jamie, placing her nose into the nearest bouquet. "I'm glad you like it," he whispered into her ear, his arms wrapped around her waist. He released her, scooting the flower petals off of the couch cushion and sat. "What do you want to do? We could swim, play mini golf, go sight seeing, go in the hot tub, stay here and rent a movie. Whatever you," he mad sure to stretch out the 'you', "want to do."
"The movie sounds fine," said Jamie, "I'm kind of tired." Landon understood, she was still healing, still growing strong. He grabbed the remote, flipping through the paperviews. "We have 'Harry Potter,' 'Selena,' 'Gremlins,' 'Pirates of the Caribbean,' 'A Walk To Remember,' or 'Signs.' Which one?"
"What is Signs? I've never even heard of it."
"Isn't about aliens that live in the corn. Wait is that Children of the Corn? I have no clue baby."
"How about 'Pirates of the Caribbean?' You're interested in pirates and I'm interested in Johnny Depp!" Jamie squealed. Landon put a scowl on his face. "Why didn't you marry him and be Mrs. Depp instead?"
"To old," she laughed.
"Oh so you're out for the younger guy? Well I'm older than you!"
"By fourteen days!" Jamie sat on his lap, stroking his hair.
"Days, weeks, years. I'm still older."
"Whatever. You always have to be right anyway. No use trying to get you to see my point of view, Mr. Stubborn."
"It's because I'm always right. You know that! You -," he was interrupted by a kiss from Jamie. She started unbuttoning Landon's shirt, but he softly stopped her. "Are you sure?" he asked nervously.
Jamie could hear the nervousness in his voice. "I'm sure. Don't be nervous." She took off her shirt revealing her bra, and Landon felt as though he were doing something wrong. He didn't know why – they were married. "You know, Landon, we don't have too."
"What gave you that idea?" he asked, pushing his thoughts away. She shrugged, and started kissing him again.
Landon slowly put his lips to her lips, then her cheek, her neck, and her collarbone.
And that is where we'll leave the two lovers.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"I'm the luckiest," he thought, propping his head up by his arm, elbow digging into the bed, watching Jamie sleep. The sheet was wrapped around her unclothed self, and Landon swore he could see the halo for a second.
A soft moan came from Jamie as she heard him get out of bed, grabbing the menu. She blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to wake. "Good morning."
"Good morning," he said, bending down to give her a kiss. He suddenly jumped on the bed, causing her to fly up for a second while wailing her arms.
"What was that for?"
"To wake you up so we can order breakfast. I'm starved."
"Your also impatient," she laughed.
"With your goods," he said, pointing to himself, "You also get the bad." Jamie laughed and settled back into bed.
A/N This is Part 1 of The Honeymoon.