Her eyes fluttered closed as her hand skimmed across the bare skin in search of another taste of guilty pleasure. "So good," she moaned about to lick the remnants of the delectable treat from her fingers. Lips parted her tongue waited for the silky sensation which never came.

Eyes opened in confusion at the sight of her husband sitting a few inches away his strong hand holding tightly onto her wrist. "Bloody hell woman!" His voice low and husky. "Do you have any idea the sounds you were making and how turned on I am? He questioned, his emerald green eyes now almost black with lust. His wife had been sinfully devouring a box of dark chocolate ice cream balls found in the freezer and with each small treat she popped in her mouth, a soft moan was emitted. The repeated action and coupled with the fact she was wearing nothing but a small bikini to sun bath became too much. Once his arousal was controlled, he rocked their daughter to sleep in the pool and laid her in the playpen.

Karen turned a deep shade of red and immediately felt her inner core heat as she watched her husband begin to slowly lick the melted chocolate from each of her fingers. Her breath caught "Derek," she gasped.

He smirked "I can see now why you were enchanted," he commented between licks. "Delicious," he stated while working his way up her arm. Karen gave a quick glance over his shoulder and noticed their daughter sound asleep under the cabana. She wondered how she had failed to see her husband lay Lizzie down.

Her breath hitched when his hands moved to untie her bikini top, the fabric falling carelessly onto the chaise. "Someone might see?" she tried to reason earning a chuckle.

"We have the hills as our backyard and not a single neighbor within a mile. Trust me, Love, no one will see." He replied as the strings holding her bottom came undone. Completely naked, the doubt dissipated and she moved her hands down his chiseled chest, kissing the scars left from his accident. Her hands reached the waist band of his swim trunks and she gracefully slid one inside. It was her husband's turn to hiss, his head falling back at the feel of her small hand on his member. Lifting Karen in his arms he moved them to the large round sofa bed under the cabana and the rest of the morning was spent enjoying their new found privacy.

An hour later a small whimper woke Karen from her sleep. She rose from the bed and walked over to grab the t-shirt Derek had tossed earlier before swimming. Making sure she was covered, she made her way over the playpen. "Hello my pretty girl," she cooed. Lizzie whose eyes were barely opened grinned and slowly raised herself to a sitting position. "You want to come with momma?" The brunette asked earning a wide grin and a pair of extended arms in response. She laughed at her daughter's antics. Elizabeth Grace was every bit her father's daughter. The dirty blonde little girl knew exactly how to melt her mother's heart but she was far from spoiled. Rarely was she in a bad mood and even as an infant Lizzie slept through most of the night. "Come on lets go back to daddy," she held her baby against her chest. Quickly changing the little girl's diaper both made their way to Derek. The director had pulled on a pair of briefs and was lying on his back when his two favorite girls approached.

"Look whose awake now," Karen looked to her daughter while pointing to her husband. Lizzie broke out into a giggle and struggling to break free from her mother once placed on the bed immediately took off in a crawl toward her father.

"Hello my Angel," Derek smiled. "Did you sleep well?" He asked kissing her soft hair. Karen made herself comfortable watching the two with complete bliss. It never seized to amaze her how great her husband was with their daughter. The three were enjoying their time when the ringing of Karen's phone startled them. Running to grab it she smiled at the name on the caller ID.

"Hello hot stuff!" the voice on the other line greeted. "Did my favorite goddaughter get make it safely?"

"Back at you sweet cheeks," the actress replied. "Yes, she was a really really good girl and by the way, Derek and I made it safely too, thanks for asking."

"Don't get upset Mrs. Wills, I figured my girl couldn't get here without you, right?" she reasoned. "So how are the Dark Lord and his Queen Amidala?" Karen busted out in laughter at Ana's Star War's reference.

"We are great. Thank you." She answered.

"Good; then would the three of you like to meet for an early dinner?" her friend inquired.

"If we agree, do we get to meet your mystery man?"

"Maybe, but you have to promise Derek won't intimidate him." Ana answered not realizing she was now on speaker phone.

"I take offense; I'm not intimidating at all." The director stated. "In fact, I have been known to be quiet charming. Isn't that right Angel," he cooed to his daughter who happily rambled in response.

"Fine, fine, then please be your charming self," Ana pleaded.

"All you had to do was ask nicely," he replied. With arrangements made for later in the day, the couple got dressed and prepared themselves for an afternoon of shopping. Karen had convinced her husband to take her to Rodeo Drive since sightseeing could be done while they scoped out locations over the next week or two.

"Isn't this nice," Karen commented as they walked down the famous drive. Her arm looped through her husband's as he pushed their daughter's stroller. "Not having a trail of paparazzi feels great."

"I must admit it is refreshing to be just another couple." Derek smiled as she leaned in closer. She looked relaxed in a white cotton sundress and sandals. Shades covered her big brown eyes but her smile was bright as ever. Lizzie was sitting upright in her stroller observing everything and everyone around them. She especially enjoyed smiling and waving at the women who passed and gushed over how beautiful she was. Dressed in a pale blue top with matching panties to cover her diaper her eyes appeared the deepest blue and served to accentuate her dirty blonde curls.

"Oooh can we go in here?" Karen asked. She had stopped in front of the famous Gucci store. "I don't want to buy anything I've just always wanted to see it in person." Derek laughed at his wife.

"You know it's alright if you do buy things," he informed while holding the door. Waiting for her to pass he followed close behind with his daughter.

"Hello, can I help you with anything?" a sales associate in her late fifties asked. Derek noticed the glance she had given his wife when they entered and knew the older woman was questioning whether or not the couple was worth her attention. A part of him understood as he was dressed in a pair of grey jeans, a black t-shirt and sunglasses. His hair disheveled and bearing the beginning of a beard but still it infuriated him that someone would think his wife and daughter beneath them. In his eyes they both looked radiant.

"I was just looking right now, thank you." Karen answered making her way over to the shoes. Examining each one with interest Derek encouraged her to try a pair. Knowing his wife hated spending full price for anything he assured her it would be okay. "You think I should?" She looked at him with a hopeful expression.

"It's not like we can't afford them, Love. Tell your mommy to stop being silly so we can move on." Derek said to his daughter who was now in his arms. The little girl giggled.

"Fine," the actress replied though she couldn't hide the excitement in her voice. "Can I please try these in a size 8 1/2?" she asked the sales woman holding up two different shoes. The woman made her way to the back stock room grumbling to her co-worker.

"I bet they can't even afford these and are just getting their kicks making me get them."

"Are you kidding me?" the co-worker replied. "You don't recognize who they are?" Looking back at the couple who were now sitting down the older woman shook her head no. "That is Derek and Karen Wills. They are only considered to be the Royal couple of Broadway." The young associate informed. "Don't worry they can afford to buy."

"Snotty old bat," Derek grumbled the moment the sales associate was out of earshot.

"Derek Wills," his wife admonished.

"What?" he inquired. "Didn't you see the way she gave you the once over?"

"Maybe she just found me attractive," the brunette teased. "Are you jealous?"

The director chuckled. "I could see that, you are gorgeous," he leaned closer and kissed her cheek.

"Here we go," the older woman returned with the items followed closely by her colleague. A sudden change in attitude made Derek suspicious but he received his answer a few minutes later when he heard "Mr. and Mrs. Wills I don't mean to be a bother but I wanted to say I love your work." The younger woman gushed.

"Thank you," Karen smiled. "I didn't think anyone would recognize us here."

"Oh I'm in love with the theater and I travel to New York once a year to catch as many shows and I can. I saw you in Hit List but unfortunately couldn't make it to Gatsby." She rambled on. " Plus your speech at the Tony's was so beautiful," she turned her attention to Derek at that remark.

"Thank you," the director graciously answered while internally willing the young woman to leave them in peace. Unfortunately, his daughter had other plans as she waved at the blonde resulting in an additional fifteen minutes of listening to her babble about her acting abilities.

"I need a drink," the Brit declared taking a seat at the table Ana had reserved. "Honestly, I thought they'd never shut up."

"It wasn't so bad, at least neither of them auditioned for you." His wife teased. "Anyway, please be on your best behavior when Ana gets here, she really likes this guy."

"Yes, alright; but if he turns out to be obnoxious I'm not be held responsible. Isn't that right?" He tickled his daughter who was sitting in her mother's lap. Seeing the little girl's attention caught by something behind him, Derek turned to see Ana and her boyfriend approaching. When he turned back around Lizzie was squealing at the sight of the young woman.

"Okay guys can you keep your PDA under control we could see you kiss through the window," Ana teased while she reached to lift her goddaughter from the high chair. Kissing the little girl on the cheek, she moved to greet her best friend and Derek in the same manner.

"I can't help that my wife finds me simply irresistible," the director replied. The cockiness in his voice intended to lighten the tension he felt rising for some reason. Ana rolled her eyes and turned to the man standing next to her. "Derek and Karen Wills, I would like you to meet my boyfriend, Anthony Maxsfield."

"Hello, Anthony it's nice to meet you," Karen smiled. Derek nodded in agreement and extended his hand. The couple exchanged a quick glance each knowing what the other was thinking. They were slightly taken aback by Anthony's age. At 32, Derek was 7 seven years older than his wife so neither thought it a big deal when Ana mentioned he was older but, the man before them wasn't in his thirties. Derek mentally estimated he had to be in his early to mid-forties.

The director was startled from his thoughts "It's nice to meet the two of you; Ana has told me so much that I feel as though I know you already." He chuckled as the four took their place in the booth.

"I'm in bloody trouble then," Derek joked once seated. "I guess the benefit is there is no sense in being on good behavior if Ana has told you all my faults." Karen hit his arm.

"Stop," Karen warned but her words held no threat. "I can still make you pay don't forget." She gave a coy smile.

Derek raised his eyebrows "really?" he questioned. "I'm pretty sure you agreed earlier that I was simply irresistible," he said with a kiss. Anthony laughed and moved closer to Ana placing his arm over her shoulder and a kiss on her cheek. Karen noticed her friend grew uncomfortable at the small gesture.

"Please I just asked you to mind the PDA before I gag." their friend remarked much to the surprise of everyone.

"I think it's nice they aren't ashamed to show their feelings," Anthony commented.

"You would," his girlfriend responded.

"I'm going to the ladies room, Ana can you join me please." Karen bit out harshly. Rolling her eyes and knowing she had crossed the line the Ana agreed. As she moved to get up Derek reached over to take hold of Lizzie who fortunately had no idea what was going on. He placed his daughter back in the high chair and instantly she grabbed the crayons in front of her and started to mark the book left by the waitress.

When the two ladies left the table Anthony spoke. "I'm sorry, she gets like that sometimes."

"No worries," Derek assured the older man. "So how did you and Ana meet?" he asked in an attempt to change the topic.

"I work as a film editor and we met on the set of her movie." He replied. "She's mentioned you are here to film something for Lions Gate."

The director nodded "yes, Gatbsy."

Anthony let out a low whistle "wow, that's impressive."

Derek chuckled "don't get me wrong, I'm grateful to have the opportunity but impressive isn't how I would describe it based on the film's budget. It's very modest shall we say." The older man nodded in understanding.

"Can I ask a question of you regarding Ana if you don't mind?" The sudden change of topic surprised the Brit but he didn't let on.

"Go ahead but I can't promise to know the answer or that if I do I can divulge it to you."

"I understand. I simply want to know if in the time you've known Ana, has she always been uncomfortable with public shows of affection? To be honest, a part of me thinks she is just uncomfortable when it comes to me." Derek, like his wife had noticed the distance the actress had tried to put between herself and her boyfriend when he moved his arm around her but chose to ignore it. It wasn't until the other woman commented to them about their intimate gestures that he began to wonder what was wrong.

"I don't know," he answered semi honestly. "I've never witness Ana in a relationship. I"ve only seen her around my wife and close friends. We both know women act differently with friends." He tried to brush off any concerns. It wasn't his place to tell Anthony he agreed his friend's actions had to do with the older man. In fact he was pretty sure it had to do with their age difference.

"I thought I would ask. She is so affectionate when we are in private or at a friend's home but the moment we go out to she suddenly get uncomfortable when I try to kiss her or touch her. Seeing you with your wife, that is what I'm looking for."

Meanwhile in the ladies room the moment the two ladies entered Karen confronted her friend "What the hell is wrong with you. I haven't seen you in almost a year and this is the how you greet me. Not only that but over the phone you gush about how great Anthony is but right now you look like as if his touch disgust you. Talk to me."