So I know it been a long time since I finished this story and my 1000+ followers have been wiped when he story got deleted by error. But a few new people have been reading this story and sent me messages. I decided writing a new chapter for this story would be fun... so here it is. Since the previous bonus chapter had a sad tone, I decided this one should love and warm. But be warned there are also some lemons! Yes I know there are errors but i will fix them in twenty four hours.

Bonus Chapter No2: Phoebe and Josh

Phoebes POV:

"...Thank you, Madison. Instruct legal to draw up all relevant the paperwork ready to settle the Emerton takeover and then instruct all parties to attend a meeting for Tuesday week. We can sign the paperwork then. I will be back at Grey House the day before this. I want all contracts and relevant documents on my desk by 9:30 so I can look them over. I want you to schedule a meeting for early Wednesday with my team so we can formulate a plan on how to turn this company around or sell it off. Have them commence to analyze the figures... Yes, that fine. Now I won't be contactable this upcoming week so any minor issues can wait till I return and anything worse than that are to be directed to Ted... I will see you then. Bye," I disconnect my call with my assistant and smile at my husband. Josh has been sitting on one of the plush couches of the GEH jet, calculating how long I would be on what I promised would be my last phone call. He is smirking at me, letting me know I took longer than promised, but damn I his expression when he does.

"I am impressed, Mrs Phoebe Grace Grey Harris... that call was only five minutes longer than you said you needed." Josh sounds serious, but his grin gives away his playful side. I throw my cell phone on the chair and move towards him. I straddle him and wrap my arms around his neck.

"In that case counsel, I must address the court and point out that those extra five minutes has ensured I get to spend a peaceful and uninterrupted week with my brilliant and handsome husband. I would have made the call before we left our home, but this husband of mine kept me occupied." I raise my eyes brows and maintain a straight face. It has taken me years to do so, but I have finally managed it.

"I enjoy keeping you occupied." Josh runs his fingers down my back, massaging and stimulating me at the same time. "I intend to do again this week. Just you and me. No work calls, emails, contracts, law briefs, court cases, acquisitions and mergers, and no social or charitable events to attend... nothing. This week is about just us and being together doing whatever the hell we like. It's our anniversary." What? Anniversary? Since Josh's transplant, he has made it his mission to celebrate everything and his memory is remarkable. Everything from our first kisses, first holiday, the first time we had dinner together in our home... everything. He could be referring to anyone of our firsts.

"This week marks our eighteenth month wedding anniversary. Since marrying, you were the best decision I ever made and the day that began our lives as husband and wife. It made me the happiest man alive, not just because I legally got to have you, but also because it meant that I could do everything in my power to ensure you the happiest person in the world..."

"You do. Everyday" Josh smiles lovingly and places a soft kiss on my lips

"Celebrating such a monumental day only once a year, doesn't do it justice so I thought I would rectify the dilemma." Josh tucks a few stray hairs behind my ears and smiles. To think that we came so close to not having this... everything... and to imagine that one change in his health ... I shake off those dark thoughts and focus on the now. I have chosen to take a page out of my parent's book and live in the moment.

"Mr and Mrs Harris, we will be taking off in five minutes" Our pilot announces.

"I better get off your lap and put my seat belt on."

"Yes, you should... though once this plane gotten off into the air, I intend to take you to the cabin and get you off, in every way possible. I want to try it ..." Josh stops speaking as our hostess walks in to ensure the cabin is ready for takeoff. He doesn't need to say it; I know what he is referring to. It's taken some preparation, but we managed it a week ago.

"Mr Harris, respectable senior partner... how crude!"

"It is a long flight to Bermuda! Mrs Harris. Time is precious." Josh rubs his thumb over my knuckles and then brings them to his lips where he kisses each one. "Buckle up."

"You're awfully bossy..."

"I am bossy now am I?"

"A little... but I like it... and sorry to rain on your parade but Michelle is serving us lunch as soon as we are in the air" I giggle at Josh disappointment. Not because I want to be cruel, but because he looks so playful. Our age difference still doesn't mean anything to us. These last eighteen months have been incredible. I have achieved so much because of Josh. The love that he gives me... I know what it is to be my mother now. I receive the same love she does from my father, through Josh.

"You will keep and besides lunch won't last that long. It's a nine-hour flight!"

# # # #

"Will there be anything else? Wine or water?" Michelle our hostess politely inquires.

"No thank you" I reply.

"Just call me if you need anything" She efficiently makes herself scarce, giving us both the privacy we are craving.

"You know Phoebe you can have a drink of wine. Just because I shouldn't doesn't mean you have to deprive yourself." Josh's doctors have advised him that drinking alcohol isn't advisable. They have on occasion mentioned that one glass on the rare occasion would be acceptable, but he won't. Josh won't do anything to risk his health.

"I am not. I am just not in the mood," I explain

"Then what are you in the mood for?"

"You" Josh breathes out and then grins. He stands and holds his hand out. Immediately and eagerly I place my hand in his. "You are so beautiful."

Josh leads me into the private suite of the plane, closing the door as we enter. It hadn't even been a second before he places his arms around me. My back to his front... A moan escapes my lips as his hands caress my chest, then stomach all while he nibbles at my earlobe. I lightly ground my ass against him, though I already knew how much he wants me. I could feel it poking me.

"I love it when you kiss me there" Josh knows where to kiss me. His soft and erotic kisses down my neck always send shock waves down my body.

I turn to face him, wrapping my arms around him and pressing myself into him. Josh cups my backside and lifts me up, so my legs and wrapped around his waist. I feel one of Josh's hand works its way up my dress and skim along the line of my lace panties.

"Should I take you here first?" I breathe out, already feeling myself become ready for him. Right now my body is screaming to have him in any way. "No, I think that will wait." Instead Joshua commences to kiss me... softly, then passionately and then vigorously. Every emotion pouring out with each kiss. Each one a reminder of what he feels for me. I reciprocate. What I feel for this man...it almost hurts! People use to and still do, say he was the lucky one, but that not the whole truth. I believe I am the fortunate one.

Josh sets me back on my feet so I can commence to undress. He makes short work of his jeans and top, but I make more of a show. I never take my eyes off his, as I undo the side zip of my dress and slowly shimmy out of it. With each passing second, our combined passion multiplies. I stop and breath deep to prevent myself from throwing myself onto my husband.

Josh sensing my urgency closes the distance between us and with his unrivaled energy removes my bra and panties even faster than he discarded his own clothes. "On the bed" This is far more of a sensual order than a request. My nipples instantly become enlarged when Josh begins to massage them with his tongue.

"Do you want more?" I look up slightly confused by Joshes question. Of course, I want more! My husband might be older than me, but he still is able to tease me as much as I do him.

"Yes," I manage to voice.

Josh moves towards the middle of my chest down to my navel until he reaches my sex. He places his hands on either side of my hips, holding me in place as his tinge starts its assault. Greedily I want more and intertwine my hands through his hair.

"Don't stop...I want you... inside ... me" I moaned.

"Open your eyes. Let me see you...Come for me baby!" Immediately my body obeys and before I even come down from my climax, he fills me. Josh begins pushing back and forth setting a steady rhythm. My moans become louder and louder, as Josh thrusts become harder and faster.

Then as if in perfect harmony, looking each other in the eyes, my abdominal muscles tighten and Josh almost begins to convulse as great amounts of force rushing through our bodies in waves. I stuck in deep breaths as my body lets go, flooded by my peak and forces Josh over the edge. I look up at Josh with sleepy eyes as a large smile decorates my face.

"Did I exhaust you?" Josh sensuously asks.

"A little, but not completely. It's still eleven o'clock" Josh slowly pulls out of me and lies beside me holding me close.

"So I didn't exhaust you enough to convince you to lie in my arms and sleep?"

"No" I grin playfully.

"Then maybe we should get some lunch... we both didn't eat much this morning."

"But we haven't you know..." Josh smirks at me. He knows that I like to that this but for some reason I find it hard to just say the words.

"Phoebe you can say it. ...Anal"

"I know it just feels a little naughty to do so..." I shrug.

"But you enjoy it...?" Josh has cocked his head to the side, second guessing my reaction.

"Yes... but still it just feels naughty... almost as if we shouldn't be doing it at all."

"We are both consenting adults; married even... we can do whatever we wish to each other as long as we consent."

"I consent...NOW..."

"So how is the bossy one now?"

"Please?" I reply playfully.

"I think it's time I took back control" I swallow a little. "Stand against the wall, face away from me. Use your hands to balance yourself." I obey, and feel his finger in there... stretching me, and spreading lubricant. He must have had it on him.

"Are you ready baby?"

"Yes"

I gasp slightly as Josh commences to enter me, not so much because it is painful but because it causes my body to ignite.

"Do you want me to stop?" There is a more than a hint of concern in Josh voice. He would hate himself if he hurt me in any way.

"No... Oh, Joshua!" I gasped and I could feel him pushing himself inside of me as my muscles relax.

"That's it. Take it, baby," Josh coaxed.

Slowly Josh pulled out and went back in... Each time he pulled out he went back in again a little deeper, and I began to push back encouraging my husband. The feeling was primal and I was so overcome that I didn't even register that he had one arm wrapped around my breasts, pinching my now long hard nipples and one hand fingering me. Such as extraordinary and erotic feeling. Pain and pleasure. My body began to shake and my voice became whimpering cries as my body was over sensitized. I screamed out in the throes of my orgasm, so did Josh.

"Are you sufficiently exhausted now Mrs Harris?"

"I would say that you achieved your goal!"

"Good. Let's shower and get cleaned up, have some lunch and then I can finally hold you tight as we sleep."

# # # #

It is the morning of our third day in Bermuda and it has been perfect. The last three days have been spent on the beach, where our very private villa is located. We have spent almost all our time here reading, swimming, twilight sailing, walking along the shore as the sunsets and best of all I have had Josh practically every minute to myself, and vice versa. My CPO, which my father insists I have assigned to me still, organized on Josh's instructions to hire two horses so we could ride along the coast last night.

"Maybe we could move here" I fantasize.

"Move out of the rainy city? Leave my senior partnership and you cease to be the COO of Grey Enterprise Holdings? Move here where we can lie on the beach together, wear you out and make you eternally sore? Done!" Josh answers. Man, he is insatiable and incorrigible. Josh looks so vibrant here. I am more than aware that people notice our age when they see us together, but I couldn't care less, not two years ago and not now.

"Okay... I will contact Ted, and tell him I resign. Then I will contact my parents and inform that I am moving thousands of miles away to be your sex slave." I tease my husband.

"I would wake up one day, tied to a chair and be told to say my last prayers as your father, Uncle Elliot, Taylor and even Ted would be ready to mutilate me!"

"I guess we have no choice then and need to leave in a few days..." I reply sorrowfully but feel this emotion slip away as soon as Josh's lips touch mine.

"We can always come back. Are you still game for our little swim today?"

"Yes...no... I don't know. Phoebe, I grew up in New York, sea creatures are not my thing."

"You are scared?"

"Yes"

"Don't worry I will protect you besides, sharks and other sea creatures don't actually like the taste of human meat, it's just that they can't tell us apart from other sea animals in the water." Okay, so that doesn't sound as reassuring out load as it did in my head.

"Okay... that doesn't actually comfort me."

"Okay Mr big bad scary high-powered lawyer, who is scared of a fish, let's go."

"Hey, I have no problems with fish especially when they are on my plate, covered in a slight garlic butter or white sauce. It's the fish that are bigger than me with sharp teeth that are the concern."

We are only in the hire car for about twenty minutes when we reach our destination. We enter through a private entrance, which we don't prefer to do; however, I didn't plan this early enough. Security hasn't been able to do any prior checks. Josh and I attempt t all times to live our lives as normally as possible and because we don't get recognized like my parents do, it's not that difficult.

"Mr and Mrs Harris, welcome to our marine park. My name is Cynthia. All the arrangements have been made." An overly polite and professional woman greets us. "The water is rather warm today, but we have wet suits if you prefer. We will get you down to the reserve and if you both wish we can get you both suits there. Please follow me." We walk down a path into a far more deserted area of the park.

"This is our aquatic animal reserve. These animals were injured and were brought here to be rehabilitate. Those who are not are able to be released back into the wild remain here. They are kept in this pool until they can join the main tanks, the rest are released into the wild. We currently have two dolphins here. They both were injured and rescued." She swipes her card and the door opens. In the large tank, as she said are two dolphins, but she never said how elegant they were.

"Will they return to the wild?"

"No. They wouldn't survive so they have been trained to interact with people. Are you both ready to swim with them?"

"Dolphins?" Josh asks me quietly so only I hear him.

"What did you honestly think I was going to feed you to the sharks?" I laugh, and as soon as Josh relaxes, seeing the humor in my playful little joke, laugh also.

"You will keep, Mrs Harris!"

"I feel like I am five years old again on Christmas day! I can't wait to swim with them" I admit

"I will leave you in the competent hands of Sylvia, our dolphin trainer" Sylvia, instructs us to get into the water after debriefing us on what not to do. She explains dolphin behavior and communication. We wade in the pool at first then take hold of its dorsal fin and hold on for the most enjoyable tow ever.

"Did you enjoy that?" I enquire as we get out of the water. I make a mental note to add this park to the Grey Foundation annual beneficiaries.

"I loved it. It was fascinating. Thank you. I have never swum with dolphins before! Best still I got to experience this with you."

"So you want to try diving with sharks next?" I ask challenging him. I have never tried it, but I have wanted to. My father wouldn't ever let me try it when I had the opportunity.

"No... I think you are enough of a challenge, Mrs Harris" Josh grips my arms and pulls me closer to him.

"Is that so?"

"Yes and you know it. You will never know how much I love you." Sincerity pours out of Josh and we are encompassed within our passion for each other.

"Yes, I do because I feel the same for you. You are my everything."

# # # #

"You're tired. You should get some sleep" Josh advises as he places two sparkling glasses of sparkling water with lime down. I have been lying on the two-person pool lounge like a bed, reading for three hours. I am determined to finish this book before we fly out tonight and our everyday obligations need to be met.

"I know, but I only have two chapters left."

"But you can hardly keep your eyes open... here has a drink" I greatly accept the cool drink from Josh. It manages to wake me up marginally. I never knew how thirsty I was until I had my first sip.

"I can't believe I how tired I am getting" I honestly can't explain this. This week has been the most relaxing holiday we have ever had. Tired is the least I should be.

"I think it's because it's the first time, for a long time, that you have stopped and actually allowed yourself to relax."

"Maybe.." I stretch and pick up my book but it's useless. Josh grins sympathetically at me and lies down close to me. He takes my book, examines where I am and starts to read out loud.

"Hey, if you read the last two chapters to me you will know how the book ends! You said that you wanted to read this book after I had finished!"

"I do, but I know how much you want to finish this book before we fly out tonight and if it is something you desire, then I want to help you." I smile lovingly at my husband and kiss his lips softly before I snuggle up to him and listen to the end of my book. Damn I love his voice. I know that he will consider this to be a small act, but it's just another way that he shows how much he loves me.

"The end...hmmm... good ending" Josh summarizes.

"Wait till you read the other twenty-six chapters."

"You should get some sleep now" Josh advises.

"I don't feel tired right now. I much prefer to spend the last few hours of our holiday right here. Besides we have both agreed to sleep on the flight home so when we arrive home tomorrow morning we aren't tired and it will be easier to get back to Seattle time."

"Correct again... so what do you want to do?"

"Talk..."

"Okay... verbal interaction. What topic is on your mind?"

"Not so much of a topic but a series of questions. Truth. I use to play this at college and occasionally with Ted when I was growing up" Josh cocks his head to the side not sure of my proposition. "We ask a question and the other person needs to answer it honestly."

"Sounds deadly."

"It's fun!" I encourage Josh.

"Yes, but I have more of a history than you do."

"I know, and I am happy for it. It makes you the person I love today!" I explain. "You go first."

"How many dresses have you owned in the twenty-three years you have been alive?" Josh asks. I shake my head and giggle. This is the last question I ever expected to be asked.

"Hundreds... no more. I have to admit that! You have to remember I was a surprise pregnancy and since my dad wasn't around when Ted was growing up, he indulged me along with the twins endlessly. Plus then there were my grandparents and Aunt Kate and my mother took me shopping more than I could ever remember. Also, my Aunt Mia is a bigger shopper than any other Grey family member, and would send me clothes. Plus you have seen my wardrobe now. I would have at least a couple of hundred in there." Wow! That sounds horribly embarrassing, especially as I do clear out my closet every year, but a girl needs dresses for work, casual events, formal events... that sort of thing!

"That many, though?"

"Yes and besides how many times do you have?"

"A hundred or more I guess, but I have been a professional practicing lawyer for over fifteen years. "

"I have been a Grey family member since birth!"

"Touché! Point well made."

"Good because I am going to order a new dress that you are going to love for this year's Coping Together ball."

"I can't wait to see it, and then take it off you."

"My turn! When did..."

"Not so fast there. It's' my turn again. You already asked me a question. You asked me about how many times I have" I open my mouth to argue, but he is right. Damn, I didn't mean that to be a question.

"Okay ... take your turn."

"Why didn't you have sex when you were in college before you met me? I know you had boyfriends, even though none for too long or serious."

"A good solid upbringing based a first-class ethics." I shrug

"I will be sure to let your parents know the next time we see them!"

"I just didn't click that much with college boys. I know that I would just be a notch on their belt and me didn't like the prospect of that. Plus maybe deep down without knowing it at the time I was waiting for the one person who was worthy."

"You compliment me!"

"As you do me! Now it's finally my turn?" I ask excitedly. "Tell me the naughtiest thing that you and Ted did together when you were both living in New York?"

"We went to a strip joint together with some of the guys once."

"I know about that story... tell me something different. A different story."

"Okay... umm... once when we were thirteen we were reading a book at school and there was a screen about a cemetery. Ted and I were rather cocky and somehow we got dared to spend the night at one. Your brother told your mother that he was sleeping over at my house and since we were inseparable at that age it wasn't an issue. We often had slept overs together. Ted came home with me after school and then we went off to the cemetery. My parents were away for the evening, and my sister was looking after me. She was more interested in her boyfriend that wasn't supposed to be there so we told her we were going to my room to play video games and then fall asleep. As far as she was concerned we were out of her hair. Then Ted and I snuck out. We had our backpacks with supplies. We sat in the middle of the cemetery, but every noise we heard scared us to death, but us being foolish and too big headed meant that we didn't go home. We sat there and to distract ourselves we ...Ummm..." Josh stops embarrassed by what he was about to say.

"You what?"

"We sang Christmas carols."

"Christmas carols?"

"Yep. We were so scared it was the only thing we could remember. We kept hearing someone and no matter how fast we moved our torches we couldn't see anyone. We later learned it was the CPO that your father had on Ted, to ensure he was safe."

"Good old dad... do you have another question for me?"

"No. you are far better at this than I..."

"How many women have you been with?" Josh's eyes fill with worry and I can easily sense that this is one question he doesn't want to answer.

"When we started to date, I volunteered to divulge that information but you declined."

"True but that was when I would get jealous and not so self-assured. Tell me now!"

"Phoebe... pleases..."

"Tell me. I know that you love me and I love you. The past is in the past. Tell me. Gosh, I don't get what such the issue is. It's just a number!" I stress.

"Alright since you insist. I had sex for the first time when I was seventeen, which you know of. I had a lot of sex in college and afterwards. I was almost forty when we got together and you know I was engaged once and I had a lot of girls..." Josh hesitates not eager to continue at all.

"Just tell me.!"

"Fine, I would say less than a number of dresses you have had in your life but more than the number of dresses in your closet right now."

"What? You have been with hundreds of girls? Not a hundred but hundreds? How many hundreds?" I can't see the expression on my face, but I know it's bad. Josh is sitting up now.

"Phoebe, I don't know... it's not like I kept a record or a tally. But the one thing I can promise you and tell you for certain are that I haven't cared or thought about any of those women once I saw you that evening leaving your college apartment. You stole my heart and I willingly gave it to you. You are the only one that I have honestly loved. You are the most beautiful, compassionate, intelligent, warm, loving and sexiest woman I have ever seen and I am the luckiest bastard in the world. I get to have you night after night after night. I get to spend all my days with you, day after day after day."

"I know... I love you too. Though I am a touch jealous... as long as this is mine..." I grab his manhood and then place my hand on his chest. "... and this belongs to me. I am good."

"That is one thing you never have to worry about."

Two months later:

I study the result on the home pregnancy test. Even though I witness the two thin blue lines with my own eyes, I almost don't believe it. I honestly didnt even think I was pregnant when I took this test, but I am three weeks late. I haven't gone off the pill though I am not so strict about taking it at the same time each day, I never miss one and I haven't been sick or on medication. I only bought the test under the insistence of my sister in law Lily, when I mentioned that I hadn't had my cycle. I had no standard symptoms... no morning sickness or anything.

"I am pregnant," I say it out loud and stroke my stomach. It's still flat, but inside of me is our baby. Part of Josh and me.

I walk out of the bathroom to seek out my husband. I end up finding him in the living room reading some rather extensive instructions to a remote control hovercraft that he and my brother have developed an interest in. First you need to construct it and then master its control. They are both in competition to see who will be first to succeed. Boys and their toys.

"Have worked it out yet?"

"No, and I might have to go back to college to complete a linguistic course to understand these instructions." Josh puts the too large instruction booklet down and opens his arms. I fall into them but not before I hide the test. I don't want him to find out by accident.

"Yeah I know. I was struggling myself."

"Huh? You were trying to build your own hovercraft?" Josh eyes me off suspiciously and I know I can't keep it a secret any longer. Also, I don't want to. I am too excited.

"Not a hovercraft but I did have to read the instructions to this" I reach into my back pocket and fish out the positive pregnancy test. Josh's eyes grow wide as he sees the test. I doubt that he knows what the plastic stick is, but he will know what two blue stripes mean.

"What?"

"We're pregnant!"

"Pregnant?"

"Yes!" I nod.

"Oh, my Phoebe... I... this is amazing... "Tears spring Josh's eyes as he strokes my stomach. "This is the most incredible thing I have ever heard... "

"So you are happy?" The broad smile on my face is only matched by Josh's.

"Happy doesn't even start to explain how I feel. This is a dream come true. I got to marry you, love you and now I get to be the father of our baby. This baby is going to be so loved. Thank you. This is beyond my wildest dream as you are."

"The baby and I are pretty lucky also. " Josh places his hand behind and my head and commence to kiss me.

"We need make an appointment for you with your doctor, read books, and prepare the nursery. Everything. I wonder if it's a girl or a boy... hums... do I start buying transformers or American girls dolls. It's going to so hard wait to find out if it's a girl or boy. Do you want to find out or wait?" Josh is so excited that he is talking faster than I have ever heard.

"I don't know... but I get the feeling we should find out for the sake of your health."

"We have to tell our families! Should we ring them or invite them all over? I could have my parents; my sister and whole family fly over. This way we can see their faces! They will be exotic! Your father and mother are going love this... you know how they dote over Ted and Lilies kids. " Josh is on cloud nine. Soon his feet won't even be on the ground.

"Josh, we can tell our families later, first we need to find out how far along I am in my pregnancy." Somehow my over excited husband calms down. He closes the distance between each other and holds me tightly.

"Phoebe the only other times I have been so happy is when you agreed to marry me and the day you married me. I never thought I would get experience such joy again. Thank you."

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