Our Honeymoon

Adrian woke me up five minutes before we arrived at the hotel. I took the chance to take a bathroom break. I brushed my teeth and a hair; my hair had a nice wave as soon as I finished brushing.

I quickly went to join Adrian again. I sat on his lap again. "What time is it?"

"A little after three a.m."

I sighed and snuggled closer into him. "Where are you taking me?"

"You'll find out soon enough, we're almost there."

"I hope I like it."

"Oh you will, trust me."

Fifteen minutes later, and we arrived at the Grand Velas Vallarta Suite Resort. Everybody looked our way as we made our way to the check in/reservation desk. I heard mutters like "aw, how cute."

A young lady with blue eyes attended us. "Hello, what name is the reservation under?"

"Adrian Ivashkov." I swear her eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he handed her his credit card. "Holy Crow! You're Adrian Ivashkov!"

"I believe that's what I said."

She looked at me and I saw jealousy in her look. "Who is she. . . ?"

"Mrs. Ivashkov, my wife." He said impatiently. "Look could you hurry up, please?"

"Oh yeah." She looked down to her computer. "Okay, you're registered for the Imperior Spa Suite for three weeks. It will be ten thousand dollars per night is that okay?"

"Yeah." Adrian and I did a little tête-à-tête while she did her thing on the computer. Occasionally, I could see her eyes flash angrily at me. This only made me chuckle softly.

"Here you go. Enjoy your stay here in Puerto Vallarta."

"Oh, we will." He said, all the while looking into my eyes.

We did some serious making out as the elevator worked its way up to the last floor, the twenty second floor.

We walked to a set of double doors. Room 312, our room. Adrian opened the door and picked me up the traditional bride-like way. He set me down and I looked around the room in amazement. The room was made for someone with royalty which was ironic since we were Royal!

I looked the room over. There were glass windows everywhere so you could enjoy the view the ocean made. Standing at the doorstep, you could see the luxurious balcony with a great view of Puerto Vallarta's beautiful ocean. The balcony had a private dinning room for two people. It also had a couch, in which you could sit on watching the sun set. The best thing about the balcony, was that it had our own personal Jacuzzi.

The room was even better. In the middle of the room, in front of the bed, sat a 62" inch plasma screen TV. Also on the front of the bed rested a tan settee so you could enjoy watching TV sitting down. In the corner of the room a sort of miniature office with a desk computer and high speed internet was placed. The bathroom was as big as the living room. It had two sinks and a step in shower. It also had a two person bath tub. It had granite counters and walls made form tile.

The bed. Oh, God, the king sized bed.

It was a big, king sized bed. It had a white, down comforter. On the edge of the bed, were little brown blankets laid down for decoration. A million puffy pillows all in white or brown. I couldn't wait till Adrian and I made use of that bed.

He grabbed my hand. "What do you think, little dhampir?"

"It's beautiful."

He checked me out for a second before answering. "Not as beautiful as you look in that dress."

I smiled and the night progressed.

In the morning, everything between us was so sweet and gentle.

"I love you, you know that, right?"

"Yes, but I don't mind hearing it again and again."

"I love you," he said while placing a bunch of kisses all over my face.

"Love you more."

"No, impossible."

I shook my head. "Okay we both love each other the same."

I looked at the clock on the night stand; it read five thirty a.m. I pulled away from Adrian cause I needed a shower. Bad.

"Where are you going?" He demanded when I started going away.

"Shower," I said looking at his exposed body wanting to return to him badly, "Now, you be a good boy and stay here."

I dug into the first suit case I could get my hands on hoping to find some clean clothes.

I started the shower and looked at myself in the wall length mirror.

I hopped into the shower and sighed, loving the way the warm water caressed my skin. I got out of the shower about an hour later. I held open a towel for me to go into. I wrapped it around me and started drying me up. Once I finished I slipped on a robe. I covered my hair with the towel.

When I reached the bed, I saw the Adrian was already under the covers. I toweled my hair and slipped the robe off. I joined him within seconds.

He tossed an arm around me and intertwined our hands together. He kissed our tangled hands. "Rose, I still can't believe that you married me."

"Better get used to it because I'm going to be here till you die."

"Oh, I hope that's what happens."

"Trust me, it will." He started stroking my hair.

"Rose, when we go back, we will have to stay at the Royal Court for some time so they can finish with our house."

"I'm comfortable anywhere as long it is with you. We could live a cardboard box for all I care. As long as I am with you, I don't care where we live."

"Rose, you're the best, I couldn't think of a better wife."

We looked into each other's eyes; our eyes spoke a lot more than when we talked out loud.

I played with our hands, intertwining them this way and that. Then, all of a sudden, he grinned. "Let's make a bet?"

"For?"

"What do you think our first child will be, a girl or boy? And if you win, you get to name him/her."

"Alright deal, I bet you that it will be a boy! But what if its both?"

"Um…Well…we try again!" He chuckled evilly. "You are so wrong, it will be a girl!"

"You are so dead, Ivashkov!"

"It's not over yet, Hathaway!"

I started chuckling. He shifted positions till he hovered over me. "You are going to lose, Hathaway!"

"Whatever, Ivashkov! Your behind is mine!"

Pretty soon, we fell asleep again.

I woke up to Adrian's breath caressing my face; his cool hands stroking my back. I snuggled closer into him, not wanting to ruin the perfect moment. He wrapped the blanket around us tighter.

Ten minutes later, I opened my eyes—my eyes met green gorgeous ones.

"Good morning, beautiful, how was your night?"

"Just as good as yours." I stretched.

Adrian got off the bed. "I'll order breakfast when say so."

"Adrian?"

"Yeah?"

"Get breakfast already if you want your girl at full energy to explore this whole magical place."

He threw me a fast smile before going to the phone and dialing room service. I walked to the bathroom but not before I wrapped a robe around me. I studied myself in the mirror and brushed my teeth. I was about to fix my hair when my phone rang. I simply ignored it and resumed my actions. I walked out of the restroom to meet Adrian.

Adrian chuckled softly before leading me outside to where a romantic breakfast was set up. I wondered how they had gotten this here so fast. An Ivashkov gets what an Ivashkov wants.

He held out a chair and I sat down. He sat on the other side of me.

It looked and tasted great. It was like our own personnel buffet. The food included pancakes, with strawberries on top, omelets, with the whole fixings, waffles, with blue berries, freshly squeezed orange juice, fresh fruit, and bacon strips and biscuits.

I filled up a plate for me. Adrian copied me. I was very hungry with all that had happened last night. It really was a night to remember. I loved life as a married couple; I couldn't wait to start the real thing, though.

"You want to walk on the beach today?" Adrian asked at one point.

"Why? Why can't we just stay here? I am too tired to go anywhere."

He smiled. "I'll make you a deal. We spend the day out on the beach and then we come back."

"Alright." We finished eating breakfast talking about the beach and whatnot.

I felt very tired when we finished eating. I laid down on the bed and he sat down on the edge of the bed.

I put a hand to my face, closing my eyes, enjoying heaven with him. "I want to spend eternity by your side, Rose, listening to your heartbeat. And feel the warmth of your body next to mine. I want to hear my name being said the way only you can say it. I want to be with you forever."

"You'll have me for forever." I sighed contentedly and fell asleep soon after.

I was dreaming about the beach when I got a signal addressing that Adrian had entered my dreams. The scenery changed into where we first met.

He leaned against the wall the way he leaned on it when we first met. Except this time, he wasn't smoking a box of cigarettes. Adrian had stopped smoking and drinking a little after we had gotten engaged. In the dream, he even made me wear the same clothes like he wore the same exact clothes, the clothes we had worn when we first met each other. He grinned at me as soon as he saw I was with him.

"Hey, little dhampir."

I threw back my head and laughed. I went over to him and got his face between my hands and just stared into his emerald eyes. I laid my head against his shoulder. His hands enclosed me. "I love you, Adrian."

"Love you, too, little dhampir." The scenery changed. The walls of the resort faded and then appeared as his suite room back at the academy where it had been our first time. We were so into each other; I didn't want to wake up.

"Little dhampir—

I awakened to the sound of a phone ringing. Fortunately, it wasn't my phone ringing.

"What do you want, Yaritza?" I heard Adrian answer, faintly, since I was trying to wake up. When my eyes finally opened, I looked outside and noticed that it was after sunset. Twilight. Such a beautiful time to go beach walking.

He looked towards me and my face probably showed that I didn't want to be bothered. "No, she's asleep."

"I said she was asleep."

"Whatever, Yaritza. Tell Mom I said hi. Yeah, bye."

He tossed the phone on the nightstand next to the bed.

"What did she want?" I asked while getting out of the much too comfortable bed.

"To talk to you."

"Why didn't you let me talk to her?"

"Because she was going to ask you things that weren't her business."

"Oh."

I walked to the closet, where, somehow, my clothes were already organized there. I went inside to choose my wear for the rest of the day. I picked a black dress that was appropriate for taking a walk out on the beach. I picked up my black sandals and headed towards the shower.

When I got out of the shower, I say Adrian fully bathed and showered. He must've taken a shower in the other bathroom.

"You ready?"

"Yes." I walked over to stand next to him. I intertwined fingers with him, and he lead us to the beach.

The ocean was beautiful with the way the setting sun glinted of the semi-dark water. It was such a romantic sighting and I was glad I had Adrian to share it with. Puerto Vallarta was really beautiful.

From far away, I could faintly make out a small tent. Under it, were some candles set up and a small table. Two champagne glasses were set up on top of the table.

I looked over to see the beautiful moonlight gleam in the gorgeous green eyes of my husband. "You did this?" I asked once we reached the set up. The place was separated from the whole worlds' view.

He sat down on the cushion makeshift chair and pulled me on top of him. "I thought we could enjoy our night under the stars and next to the beach." He tangled a hand in my hair and started kissing me in a way that made the world start spinning.

He shifted positions so he was on top. "Close your eyes, Rose." I did. He leaned down and caressed my skin with his lips. Our lips found each other and we kissed until we were both gasping for air.

Seconds later, he pulled away.

"Rose, I was thinking. . ."

"Yeah?"

"I never asked you. What did you think of my family?"

"Your family is nice. I'm glad I got tied with your family and you."

"Too bad the other couldn't make it."

"Others?"

"Yeah. I have five brothers and two sisters. I am the youngest out of all of them."

"Whoa! That's—you are not going to want a big family are you?" I asked very afraid now. I couldn't picture myself with eight kids.

"We'll have however many kids you want."

"Okay." I let out the breath that I had been holding. "So who is the oldest?"

"My brother Paul, then comes Maylin, after her comes Jack, after him come Dylan and Daren, they are twins, Yaritza comes after them, and then me, the baby of the family." He grinned.

"You're too old to be the baby. Twenty two is not a very young age compared to nineteen." I laughed. "Let me tell you about my family. I am an only child, so therefore I have always been the baby in the family."

His chest rumbled underneath me as he chuckled. "Did you ever want any more brothers or sisters?"

"No. I had enough with Lissa as a sister. And then Mia, Eddie, and Christian became my family too. So no, not really."

He changed the subject.

"What do you want to name our future children?"

"I was thinking, if it was a boy, I always liked the name Ervin."

"You'll get your chance to name him if he is a boy."

"Did you have any names in mind?"

"Yeah, I want to name my future daughter like her beautiful mother, Rose."

"What's up with people and the name Rose? Lissa already chose that name."

"So? It's not like we are going to name her Adriana Rose. I was thinking about Melissa Rose. Do you like it?"

We continued discussing names under the moonlight.

End of the Honey

"You got everything?" Adrian asked as we got ready to leave the beautiful hotel. Our honeymoon was over. I didn't want to go, but Adrian had duties as the new King. He wasn't king of the whole Moroi/dhampir world, he was just king of his clan, the Ivashkov Clan.

I sighed longingly; we hadn't left yet and I was already missing it.

"Rose, if you don't want to go, we don't have to go."

"No, no. You have to take care of business. I can't monopolize you all to myself. You are king and you have an obligation."

"Rose, I promise we will come back some time later."

I kissed him softly on the lips. "That's why I love you."

The bellhop knocked on the suite's door. "Good evening, sir, madam. I will take your luggage already."

We got out the wonderful suite wondering when we were going to come back. We were led out to the back by the bellhop to a private area. A group of four guardians waited in a black SUV. The bellhop loaded our luggage into the back. I saw Adrian hand six or seven hundred dollar bills to the kind worker. He took them graciously and stammered out, "Have a good flight!"

"Thank you," I said before closing the door.

"So how did it go, you two?" Guardian Alto asked. Yes, Stan Alto was chosen to be Adrian's guardian. I don't know how in the world he had gotten himself that position. All I knew, was that he was Adrian's guardian.

"Awesome! Want some details, Alto?" I said using my usual Rose Hathaway behavior.

Everyone inside the SUV laughed. "Please," I heard Alto mutter sarcastically.

I chuckled softly, leaned my head on Adrian's shoulder, and fell asleep.