Dinner was a complete success. Chris and Melony had excused themselves early with the pretense of being tired so that Molly and Dave could continue their date.

The ride back to the hotel was quiet. Chris was really tired and Mel was, as usual, consumed with her thoughts. She stared out the window at the full moon that seemed to shine right down on them making the night even more perfect. She reached over and linked her hand with his which rested on the console. The simple gestured had become an unspoken routine which brought a smile to her face. He caught her smirk out of the corner of his eye. "What?"

"Nothing. Just admiring my husband. Something wrong with that?" She teased.

Chris pulled into the hotel parking lot. "Not at all." He leaned over and kissed her softly before getting out of the car and coming around to open her door for her.

Chris pulled her up and into his arms finishing the kiss he had started in the car. His lips fit together with hers and sent an instant spark through her. No matter how many times they kiss, that spark never changed. Things between them were in a sense magical.

Mel wrapped her arms around his waist as he leaned against the car and gazed at the sky. "How much do you love me?"

He gently pushed her back so that he could look into her eyes. "What kind of question is that?"

"Just answer it."

He turned her around so that she was now leaning against him and pointed towards the heavens. "I love you more than there are stars in the sky."

"I just had to ask." She gave a sly smile and walked away.

Chris just shook his head and laughed. He ran the few steps to catch up with her. "You think you are slick don't you? I see what you're doing..."

"What am I doing Chris?" She stuck the key in the door and opened it. He scooped her up into his arms and carried her inside, kicking the door closed behind them he sat her down on the bed. "You think you are going to turn me into one of those guys in those movies you make me watch. I am not soft Mel. I just love you!"

She fell backwards laughing. "I never said you were soft. Why are you looking at me like that? What's that look Chris?"

He lunged at her and fell across her, playfully pinning her to the bed. "That my dear, is the look of a man who finally has his wife behind closed doors." His lips came down on hers with a thirst and desire that she had never felt before.

Her hands threaded through his hair, tugging him closer to her. "Well, now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me?"

"It's more fun if I show you." He gently nipped at her ear before letting his tongue slide in and out. Her head rolled to the side to expose more of a canvas. His left hand cradled her neck while his right hand rubbed her smooth stomach and upward to her breasts. A breath escaped her as he paused long enough to remove the restraining shirt she wore and his own. She ran a hand along his bare chest and gazed longingly into his eyes. How she wished this moment would last forever yet impatiently wanting to feel him -all of him. She couldn't take her eyes off his beautiful, perfectly molded body. Her hands trembled as she tried to unbutton his jeans. He pulled her up to a sitting position and unclasped her bra. "My god, you are beautiful." Before she could speak his lips were on hers and his hands were massaging her now exposed breasts. Her head rolled back and she moaned his name. Mel couldn't take it any longer, she slid off the skirt she was wearing as he slid his jeans to the floor. The need for each other was rising more and more. She jumped into him and wrapped her legs around him knocking them both onto the bed. His hand slid between her legs, searching for the wetness that awaited him. She writhed underneath him and arched her back wanting more. "I need you now." She whispered breathlessly. That was all he needed to hear. Slowly, teasingly, he entered her. She held onto him for dear life as they reached a steady rhythm and their bodies rocked together until they climaxed.

The next morning Mel awoke to find Chris gone. Figuring he went for coffee she hopped into the shower and emerged fifteen minutes later just as he walked through the door carrying two cups of java and a bag that contained breakfast.

"Good morning baby." She grabbed the cups from his hand and placed a kiss on his lips.

"Morning beautiful. There wasn't much to choose from for breakfast. SO you have a choice of bagels, muffins and fruit."

"I'd rather have some more of last night."

Chris smiled as she stood behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, her head resting on his back.

"That would be better than bagels but have you forgotten we have a press conference for the Armageddon pay per view?"

She wrinkled her nose. "Well, I'm willing to skip food and we do have two whole hours before we have to be there."

"You can't skip breakfast. It's not good for the ... body. Definitely not good for your body." He paused. It probably wasn't the best time to confront her about hiding her pregnancy from him. But it was bothering him that she would keep something so big from him. Didn't she want to have his children? He recalled the countless conversations they had about starting a family and how it was something they both looked forward to. His shook his head. Had something changed?

"Not good for the body?" She looked at him in confusion. "Chris, I'm as big of a health nut as you but I can always eat a bagel on the way. Come on."

"Just never mind. We still have to get dresses and get to their early to go over things."

Mel was about to protest when her phone rang. "Hi Molly." She listened as the woman on the other end recapped the events from the previous evenings dinner. "That's great. See I told you that it would all work out. Ok. I'll see you there." Mel laid the phone down and grabbed her make up bag.

"Where are you going?" Chris asked as he spread cream cheese on his bagel.

"To get dressed."

"What about breakfast?"

"I'll grab an apple on my way out."

"Come on Mel, please sit down. There's something I want to ask you."

She felt sick to her stomach. Could he have heard about Brock? This was not the time. How could she possibly explain his reason for being in town or worse how could she explain not telling Chris the whole truth? Nervously she sat down across from Chris. "What is it?"

He took a sip of coffee and looked at her. "I know things have been going pretty fast lately and we haven't really had the time we need to get settled in or to really talk but..."

A curt knock at the door caused him to stop mid-sentence. Annoyed at the interruption he walked over to the door and opened it only to find the person gone and in their place lay a brown envelope addressed to Mr. Chris Benoit.