A/N: Apologizes seem to be a theme for me tonight... So all I'll say(if you've been reading the other chapters I've posted today) is I'm sorry and here's chapters five :)
Tony carried Angela through the door of their hotel room and before he could put her down on the floor she kissed him. Angela let her lips linger on his as her tongue moistened her lips and slid across Tony's. A fire lit inside her body as she flicked his tongue with hers and he eased her to the ground. Releasing him from the kiss, she looked into his eyes and he could see the flames burning in hers.
"You are so beautiful Angela," he said softly looking at the baby blue dress she was wearing. Tony couldn't help but notice how the sleeves cupped her delicate arms and her hair brushed her shoulders and the ruffle of the dress. She picked one of the suitcases up off the floor and walked it over to the bed and that's when Tony's eyes focused solely on the dress swaying around her slender waist. The dress hugged her from behind and made him breathe hard just looking at her. "Do you want to freshen up? It's been a long flight and we have dinner plans."
She touched her hand with her hand and looked at him with a surprised expression. "Do you think I need to freshen up?"
"Of course not." He walked over to her. "You are beautiful, absolutely gorgeous the way you are." Tony said and kissed her again. Angela ran her hands down the length of his arms. "If we don't leave now, we may not get out of this room before our reservation." He stated pulling away from her. Angela looked mildly disappointed, but went along as he walked out of the room.
"Are you sure you don't mind coming to Las Vegas? I mean since my first marriage did take place here?" She asked shyly and he looked at her but quickly dismissed that thought.
"Angela, I don't care what you did twenty years ago with a friend from college in one drunken night. You and I are married now. I love you and I have for years. That's what's important to me. It's the only thing that will ever be important to me again."
She smiled and looked away from him. "Well thank you Tony." He squeezed her hand and they went down the elevator to have their first meal together as husband and wife.
After a plate of linguine alle vongole, Tony held her hand as they danced together in the ballroom. The band played several jazz ballads as they held hands, melted into each other's eyes and kissed ever so softly. She felt so safe and secure as Tony held her right hand in his with the other on the small of her back. She could feel herself melding with him as they swooshed around the floor.
"Tony," Angela said softly in his ear.
"What Angela?" He asked looking at her.
"Do you think it's time to go yet?"
"What do you mean?" Tony questioned, even though he knew exactly what she meant.
"I think it's time we left the dance floor. I have other things in mind for us."
"Oh really?" He smiled.
"Yeah," she replied and gave him her little seductive smirk. "I have tickets for Wayne Newton."
A/N: Honeymoon part 2 is after this, but I wanted to end it in a funny way and have the sweeter/(hotter), more romantic stuff in the next chapter...