All the characters etc belong to Meg Cabot and Disney.

This is a story based on Clarisse and Joseph. Mia, Nicolas, Andrew etc, do appear, but their story is the same as the movie, this is based solely on Clarisse and Joseph! Please understand this! I had some comments on this when I posted this on so please accept that any of Mias' story that isn't written in here is the same as the movie. Thank you.

Part Ten – Pillow Talk

The newlyweds made their way back up to their suite, once Joseph had dismissed the footmen out side he lifted Clarisse into his arms, she wrapped her legs around his back, hitching up her dress as she did so, Joseph carried her inside, planting kisses along her neck, kicking the door closed behind them.

'I'm sorry I made you wait' Clarisse said as their kisses broke.

'Darling, if we die tomorrow, all the years would have been worth it' Joseph rested his new bride on the sofa, and snuggled up next to her.

'Don't talk like that' she said, Joseph wrapping her into his arms, 'we are here now and that is what counts'

'Finally!' Joseph said, repeating the Archbishops earlier words. Clarisse laughed, 'I'm glad that you asked me'

'Glad!' Clarisse exclaimed 'Glad! Darling, I've never been this happy in my whole life!'

'Good! Neither have I…well except when I first met you! That was a day I'll never forget! Who would have known that a silly crush on the pretty girl in the sand box could turn into a thirty year love affair behind the kings back, to the perfect marriage!'

'Your forward thinking!' she laughed, 'but yes I suppose you are right. I have to say though' she began as she played with the buttons on his jacket, 'it was defiantly worth waiting for' Joseph kissed her nose, making her giggle, like the little school girl he had met more than half a century before. 'Can I ask you something?'

'Go ahead…we can play twenty questions if you like!'

'Ok! Would you have left? When I got your retirement letter I…I thought I was going to loose you…even if you had retired would you have gone?'

'I don't think so…I could never leave you! I hated you for turning me down, but I was still madly in love with you…and I will be for the rest of my life…I'm relived I never have to cross that bridge'

'Me too!' she nodded 'so, we get ten questions each do we…you have ten, and I have nine left…so you go!'

'Hmm, Where would the queen of Genovia like to go on her honeymoon?' He asked

'Well, Paris would be nice, it's the most romantic city in the whole world, but somewhere quieter would be nicer I think.' She thought for a few moments.

'Two weeks! One in Paris…the other somewhere quiet, remote, and far enough away that no one can hear us, or see what we get up to!' Clarisse laughed at his words 'we can stay at this beautiful cottage I visited the other summer, it's perfect!'

'I like your thinking, sir!' She laughed, 'And we can stay at that lovely hotel in Paris…the one I can never pronounce!'

'Yes…I know the one, le something…well Charlotte will know!' They both laughed, indeed she would know…and did!

'Ok!' Clarisse continued 'my turn again, what are you going to do? You appear to have no pyjamas!' Joseph laughed 'I mean you have three options…you can wear mine, go without, or I can ask Charlotte to get you some'

'I shall go and fetch mine, as there is something I have in my room which I would like to give you, but I'd rather go without!' He said laughing; Clarisse slapped him playfully on his arm

'What do you take me for?' she said in mock anger

'Well…' he said, getting up, pinching her backside playfully as he did so. Clarisse tried to look cross, but it wasn't working, 'this is the cheeky little boy I fell in love with' she thought happily, she tried to look serious once more

'You'll be lucky if I let you back in here, sir!'

Once he had left Clarisse laid back on the sofa, gazing around, a silly grin on her face; it was then she noticed a small paper bag hanging on the bedroom door. Peering inside she discovered some very silky, black, lacy material neatly folded. She smiled, taking the little bag in the direction of the bathroom.

Returning ten minutes later Joseph discovered Clarisse's dress lying across the sofa, it's owner nowhere in site. He left his pyjamas on the sofa next to it, and looked around, the door to the bathroom stood open, and on closer inspection empty, he turned to see a piece of silk black ribbon and lace entwined around the handle. He wandered through into the bedroom to find Clarisse sprawled across the bedspread wearing nothing but the black underwear that appeared to match the ribbon, fast asleep. Joseph looked at his watch; 'I wasn't gone that long!' he muttered. Carefully lifting Clarisse into his strong arms he pulled back the covers and tucked her up into bed. Removing his own clothes down to his boxers printed with the Genovian crest with a 'C' in the middle he tucked himself in beside her, placing his surprise on the bedside cabinet he leant back on the pillow, absentmindedly he twisted his wedding ring around his finger, gazing down at HIS sleeping wife, 'Finally' he whispered.

Clarisse rolled over, stretching out her arm, instead of the cold sheet she expected it to hit, instead she found warm flesh, her eyes flickered open as she looked up at Joseph who was still gazing at her, enchanted.

'Hello!' she said laughing, 'I fell asleep didn't I!'

'Yes…I don't mind, I got to stand and admire you without you wondering what I was doing, and telling me I was mad!' They both laughed, Clarisse snuggled herself close to his body.

'I liked your choice of sleeping attire!' he continued. Clarisse giggled

'I think I worked out why Mia sneaked off while we were dancing, I'm pretty sure it was something to do with her, I think the thought may give her nightmares though!'

'I think they suit you; you should wear things like that more often, maybe occasionally out in public!'

'Really! What do you take me for?' she laughed 'I'd never be seen in public with anything close to this little clothing, these,' she fingered the material on her bra 'are for your eyes only!' Joseph looked satisfied

'Good, then,' he pealed back the covers 'you might like these!' Clarisse gazed down at his choice of clothing, she laughed 'bloke in the shop thought I was a Looney, I had to tell him I had a wife called Claire who was a huge admirer of the monarchy!' Clarisse laughed more

'Poor man, perhaps he is sleeping with nightmares tonight of what you might be doing with them, just like Mia!' Joseph laughed, wrapping his arms around her back, and hugging her close to him.

'What happened to twenty questions? I think we have a few left!' Joseph asked.

'Hmm, we each have six left…as you just wasted another question!' Joseph laughed tickleling her.