Chapter 7
Khryssa Hart sat in a chair nearly motionless wrapped in a thick white robe. Her hair was already done, a thick loose French braid with strands escaping. Ringlets curled against her cheeks. The finishing touches of makeup were being applied. When the makeup artist pulled back, Khryssa opened her eyes.
"All finished?"
"Yes Ma'am" The artist handed the bride-to-be a mirror.
Peering into the mirror, Dr. Khryssa Hart smiled and looked to the other woman. "You did a beautiful job, thank you so very much." All of the bruising caused by the attack a little over a week ago was gone, thankfully. Turning to look at her mother, she was positively radiant.
"Mom? What do you think?"
Jeri Hart hugged her daughter. "Khrys you look beautiful." She smiled at Khryssa and hugged her again. She was so happy for her only child.
"Well. Time to get into the gown I suppose. You know I tried to talk Alexander into letting me get married in jeans. He refused."
"I believe it Khrys. Even when you were a small child you hated getting dressed up." Jeri shook her head, she believed it. Khryssa knew how to dress beautifully, but she hated it. Offering her daughter a hand, they walked over to where the gown was hanging.
"Ah yes. What was it I called the frilly little dresses you tried to put me in? Baby Barbie Clothes or something like that." Khryssa and her mother both laughed.
"For someone who would rather wear jeans all the time Khryssa, you picked out a beautiful gown."
Looking a touch sheepish, Khryssa blushed. "Actually Sophie helped Mom. Okay that is not exactly true, Sophie picked it out."
Sophie and Khryssa's best childhood friend, Margalo, helped her into the beautiful dress. The dress was a strapless, full length gown of mixed silks. It was styled in an A-line fitting with baroque graduated beading from the bust line to the waist.. A tulle sash around the waist accented the slenderness of the woman wearing it. Khryssa dipped low and Margalo helped attach the veil. Standing back up straight, she looked at her two friends.
"Do I look okay?"
Sophie and Margalo hugged the bride warmly. Each one whispering in her ear how wonderful she looked. Margalo stepped back to speak.
"Alexander is going to be so stunned that I am not sure he will be able say 'I do' without ravishing you first!" Margalo tipped her head to the side considering what she just said. "Actually I think when he sees what is under the gown, you are done for Khrys."
Khryssa laughed and blushed brightly. A grin appeared across her painted lips. "I am sure Alexander will be able to control himself." Drawing in a deep breath and exhaling slowly she spoke once more. "I can't believe the day is already here. You both look lovely."
Margalo had picked out the bridesmaid dresses. The dresses were both beautiful, a dark red wine color with a small gold sash. Both dresses were A-line halter styles made of delicate chiffon, which dropped to the floor.
"Thank you Khrys." Both women replied in unison.
Right at that moment there was a knock on the door. There was a voice on the other side. "Khrys it is me. Is everyone decent? May I come in?"
Turning to her mother and friends, she started to grin. "Of course Dad, everything is ready to go."
Jacob Hart stepped into the room. He gasped at the sight of his daughter. She was stunning. "You look beautiful babygirl. I am so proud of you."
"Thank you Dad." She reached over and gave her father a hug.
"Alright then ladies, are you ready for pictures?"
Khryssa made a face and then nodded. "Yes Dad."
"Okay it is just going to be the bride, the parents and the bride, and your bridesmaids Khrys. We will get the ones with you and Alexander after the wedding."
"You realize we have been living together for a while? So aren't you taking this a touch too far on the husband not seeing the wife before the wedding Dad?"
"Not at all!"
The five of them laughed. Then they headed outside to have the photographs taken in the setting sun.
Max stood up with Alexander, along with Dr. Gabor Varney. The tenting overhead was beautiful. There were to have been almost five hundred people for the wedding. Then she put her foot down. Khryssa had spoken to Alexander about the excessive number of people that were to be attending and the two of them changed the guest list. It was a much smaller wedding now with less than one hundred people attending. A friend of the family, Louis McGarry, was doing the officiating. People from all over the world were here.
Alexander stood rigid in front of Louis. He was nervous. He had not been married for nearly six centuries. That was all about to change. Max clapped Alexander on the back with genuine affection. Max never forgot that Alexander was the one that came for him when his mother died. Gabor smiled at the other vampire; he was fond of the human that Alexander was marrying. The music started to play and the groom looked down the aisle. His back straightened and then he started to smile. In his view was Khryssa, arm in arm with her father. He could not take his eyes off of her. She was a vision of pure beauty. She was always a stunning woman, even first thing in the morning. Granted she would disagree with that, at least before she had her first cup of coffee. But now, she positively glowed. Jacob Hart stood there with tears in his eyes; he could hear a sob from his wife in the front row. Giving his daughter over to Alexander was the hardest thing that he had ever done. Shaking hands with the man that would soon to be his son-in-law, he spoke quietly.
"Love her son; love her like you love nothing else. Take care of her, please."
Alexander smiled with genuine warmth. "I already do Mr. Hart. I will never let anything happen to her. Thank you."
Louis McGarry started the ceremony once Jacob had sat down. He kept it short and simple as per the couple's wishes. Taking a moment to lift the veil, Alexander was struck that this magnificent woman had said yes. She had said she loved him. He stood there with the love of his very long life, hand in hand. He couldn't stop smiling.
"Khryssa Leigh Hart, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband for as long as you both shall live?"
The soft sweetness of her wine and roses voice sent a shiver through those gathered. "I do." Alexander pressed the wedding band onto her finger.
Alexander Gregori Lucard, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife for as long as you both shall live?"
His deep accented voice was filled with warmth that no one had heard from him before, except Khryssa. "I do." Khryssa did the same to him, the wedding band slid onto his finger with ease.
"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife!" Louis smiled at the couple. "You may kiss the bride!"
Alexander brushed his fingers against his new wife's cheeks. Taking her face within his hands, he kissed her. When they kissed the new couple became lost in their own world, they did not even hear the applause. It was a moment filled with love. Breaking the kiss, Alexander looked into his wife's eyes and whispered. "Hello Mrs. Lucard."
She smiled kissing him one more time to the cheers of the crowd behind them. "Hello Mr. Lucard, my husband."
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Lucard!"
They walked back down the aisle together. Happiness was shining in both of their faces. They walked out of sight for a while. A few minutes of being alone before the reception began. Alexander kissed his wife tenderly.
"I have never seen anyone or anything as beautiful in my life as you are right this minute."
"It is you that makes me beautiful Alexander. I do have a question though, Gregori?"
Alexander smiled a touch sheepishly. "I had to have a middle name, so I made that up on the spur of the moment."
They talked for a few more minutes. Taking the time to relax with each other and come to the realization that they were bonded legally as well as in their hearts.
"Shall we greet our guests my darling?"
Kissing him one more time, she spoke. "Of course." They walked out of the room and into the great hall hand in hand.
Photographs had been taken. Dinner was over. The cake had been cut. The toasts were done. The orchestra started to play at that moment. Alexander took Jeri onto the dance floor right after Khryssa and her father started dancing. When the first song was over, Alexander took his bride into his arms for their first dance. The room narrowed down to each other. Nothing was disturbing them. The music changed abruptly, causing Alexander to look up. He started to smile. Picking his new bride up and swinging her around, much to the joy of the others that were watching.
"Instrumental version of the first song you ever sang to me. I can only assume that this is your doing."
"But of course it is." She started to sing softly in his ear. The melodic words were for him and him alone.
When the song ended a rain of applause started. Walking off the floor they were both accosted with new dance partners. For hours, it seemed, they danced. When they were apart, their eyes never left each other. There was one final dance of the evening. Alexander took his wife into his arms once again.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the music that Khryssa danced her first dance ever with me. Seeing how it is our wedding night, I would like it to be the one that starts our honeymoon and married lives together. If you would please join us in this dance, we would be honored to share this with each of you."
'The Maid with the Flaxen Hair' began to play. Khryssa and Alexander moved like they belonged together, and they did. When the song was over Alexander picked his wife up into his arms. Escorting her out of the public view and into the castle, they changed quickly into more casual clothes. Dashing down the steps, to the waiting car, they were greeted with handfuls of bird seed. Pausing at the car Khryssa did not step in immediately. Turning her back to the crowd, the bouquet was tossed back. Sophie reached up and caught the lovely flowers. The young woman blushed happily while Khryssa and Alexander started the applause. Climbing into the car, the newlyweds disappeared out of sight.
It wasn't until they were seated on the luxury jet that was owned by Lucard Industries did Khryssa ask where they were going.
"An island, in the British Virgin Islands my beautiful wife."
"Oh? Which one?"
"Now that would ruin the surprise now wouldn't it?"
Unbuckling her seatbelt, Khryssa pounced on him. He laughed. Taking her in his arms and pinning her against the window, he kissed her. Playful and a bit wild, they continued to tease each other unmercifully. It wasn't until Khryssa cried uncle did he stop. Picking her up, Alexander carried his wife back into the master suite on their plane.
"Are you ever going to let me walk again?"
"When there is a chance I can hold you in my arms? I doubt it. I think you will be on your own in the office though, we would never get anything accomplished." He kissed her.
He put her down, but still holding her close. Khryssa started to tease him, raising hem of her dress. The short little sundress that she wore was skimmed off her body with a single tug. Alexander gasped in surprise. Khryssa was bare beneath the soft material. She collected him in her arms and kissed her new husband. Slender hands wandered over him, helping to remove the clothing that separated them. Soon their bare flesh was touching. Alexander pressed his back down to the bed, pulling Khryssa with him. Her full breasts brushed against his chest. Her hands rested by his head. Looking up into her dark eyes, he smiled tenderly.
"I love you. Oh how you have changed me. I am a better man in your arms."
"I love you too Alexander. You were the perfect man when I met you. I did nothing to change you. Except perhaps to show you that you have the capacity to love and be loved."
He gripped her hips, drawing her to him. They both gasped with love and desire. Khryssa moved slowly over him. His hands skirted her fine porcelain skin. Leaning down to him, they shared another kiss. Passions mounting, they moved quicker with more desire. Rolling over, Alexander pressed his new wife into the sheets. He pressed down between Khryssa's thighs. Their hearts in such close proximity that they connected. Alexander looked into his wife's eyes. A single word rolled from his lips.
"You."
He pressed her down further into the comfort of their bed. Finally he filled her with his love and his body. Khryssa gasped.. He spoke again.
"Always mine."
Khryssa's lips brushed his ear. "Always. For forever and a day."
They were lost together somewhere between here and eternity. Their bodies combined as one. A tear slid from Khryssa's eyes. A single solitary tear landed upon her cheek. Alexander looked alarmed. Kissing the tear away, he asked.
"Why the tears Khryssa?"
"It is not unhappiness my Alexander, it is a tear met with you. It is a tear of joy. There is no other place I would rather be than here with you. Anywhere in the world as long as I am with you."
His hands curved beneath her rounded bottom. Alexander let his fingers slide into the groove. "I will take that virginity from you as well, soon. Of that I promise."
Kissing him, Khryssa whispered against his lips. "I look forward to that time my beloved."
Then his hands slid away. Kissing her again, he continued his movements. Alexander groaned when her nails bit into his back, scratching a pattern into his skin. He wrapped his hand around her throat, squeezing gently. Kissing Khryssa, he spoke.
"I love you. Oh how I love you my beautiful wife."
Alexander lavished his new bride's body with attention. Their passions spent, the couple stayed curled in each other's arms. It was nearly a twelve hour flight. Much of the time they rested or made love. Coming back out into the main cabin, Khryssa was greeted by a flight attendant.
"Good morning Mrs. Lucard, might I get you something?"
Being called Mrs. Lucard by someone other than Alexander sounded so very strange. It did make Khryssa smile with delight though. "Yes, coffee please, with cream and sugar." Morning? What the hell time was it? A glance at her watch told her that it was 8 in the morning local time. A quick calculation, it was sometime in the middle of the night.
Taking a seat next to his wife, Alexander was still damp from the shower. Leaning over, he kissed her tenderly.
"You are so beautiful."
She shook her head with a smile. Taking his hand in her own, she started to laugh. "Only you would think that in the middle of the night or this early in the morning."
"I can take a poll." Alexander grinned at her with mischief in his bright blue eyes. When she grinned back he started to laugh.
They took a light breakfast of fruit, yogurt, croissants, and of course coffee for Khryssa. Settling in for the remainder of the flight, they both started to doze. It had been an extremely busy few weeks. Now it was time to rest, relax, and enjoy each other.
The overhead intercom system beeped and the pilot began to speak. "Mr. and Mrs. Lucard, this is the Captain, Gus Travers. We have begun our descent into the British Virgin Islands. We will be landing on Beef Island in about twenty minutes. You will then be transferred to your destination at Necker Island via helicopter. Please buckle up and enjoy the rest of the flight."
Chuckling softly, Alexander spoke. "Well now you know where we are going."
Khryssa's eyes grew wide. She had heard about Necker Island before. She had also heard about the cost of the island. "Alexander this is far too expensive!"
"Khryssa we are both extremely wealthy. You have made billions of dollars in just the last ten years. So have I. This is not going to break us."
She looked sheepish for a moment and then smiled. "You are right."
"Enjoy yourself. That is what this is about. Besides you will only get one honeymoon in your lifetime."
Grinning, she started to laugh. "You better hope that is the case!"
Alexander looked serious all of a sudden. "I know it is the case. You are mine Khryssa Lucard. I will never let you go."
Khryssa kissed her husband, stroking his cheek with her hand. "I was just teasing you."
"That is not something I wish to joke about."
She rolled her eyes at him, and in retaliation he began to tickle her. Their laughter only stopped when the jet hit the runway. The landing was smooth and easy under the capable hands of their pilot. He came on the intercom announcing their arrival.
"Mr. and Mrs. Lucard, welcome to Beef Island. The local time is five a.m. This is giving the contrast of the time of ten a.m. back in Luxembourg. You are welcome to depart at any time."
Departing the plane, Khryssa and Alexander walked over to the waiting helicopter. After being introduced to their pilot, the boarded the small craft. Getting settled in and buckled up, the newlywed couple put on the head gear. The pilot announced that it was approximately a fifteen minute flight, depending on wind conditions. Within moments, they were off and heading to the resort island.
The flight took no time at all. Khryssa was enthralled with looking out the window and to the bright blue waters below. Alexander took her hand and squeezed it. He smiled at the younger woman next to him. His bride looked happy. That was all that he could ever ask for. Enjoying her jubilant mood, he chuckled lightly to himself. The helipad was in sight; their pilot guided the luxury helicopter down with ease. The young man piloting the plane wished the couple a wonderful time and helped them out. Walking over to the side and out of the line of fire from the brutal beating of the rotors of the helicopter, Alexander pulled his new bride to him in a searing kiss.
Khryssa pulled back laughing and looking up at her husband. "What was that for?"
"Do I need a reason?" He smiled down at her.
"Hm. No. You don't need a reason at all." Rising up on her toes Khryssa kissed Alexander.
One of the caretakers of the island came up to the couple with a large smile. "Mr. and Mrs. Lucard, welcome to Necker Island! I am Cameron, your host. If you do not mind following me I shall take you to the Temple House, where you will be staying. Your bags will be arriving shortly and taken directly to the Temple House."
"How many people are on the island?" Khryssa inquired.
"Other than the staff? It will be just you and your husband Mrs. Lucard."
Khryssa's eyes opened wide in surprise. Turning to Alexander she spoke softly. "Alexander why?"
Leaning down Alexander nuzzled his lips to her ear. Speaking just as soft as his wife did, he replied. "I want you all to myself. It isn't every day that a man gets married after all."
She narrowed her eyes down in mock anger. "You better hope so!" Trying to hide the smile that threatened to betray her teasing, she failed. Kissing Alexander with complete adoration, she shook her head.
"Only the best for you my darling Khryssa, you should know that by now." Taking her hand, Alexander gave her a gentle tug and started to follow Cameron down the steps.
They were driven to the Temple House, which was the owner of the island's private estate. It had recently been opened up for use by the general public. At least the general public that could afford the lofty price tag that the owner of Necker Island charged daily. Cameron discussed all that was available to the couple during their stay. There were plenty of water activities, fine dining, and other ways to relax. If they needed anything at all he was available 24/7 to the newlyweds.
Khryssa shook her head. She was used to being wealthy in a sense. There were always the monies available for whatever she wanted. She just didn't want for much. This seemed to be complete excess to her. While Khryssa didn't find a need for the excess, Alexander enjoyed it greatly. He looked over to his bride and smiled while she spoke animatedly with their host. Upon their arrival, Alexander got out of the car first to help Khryssa out. He didn't let go of her hand as they began the ascent to the grand home. It was opened fully to the breeze. The salt sweet scent of the ocean filled every room.
"This is beautiful. Thank you Alexander." Khryssa threaded her long slender hands though his blond hair and urged him closer to meet her lips. Kissing him tenderly she whispered softly against his mouth. "I love you."
"I love you my darling wife. Never forget that. Ever."
Taking a tour of the large house, Khryssa decided that it was smaller than the castle. Perhaps it wasn't so bad then? The first little bit of jet lag and the exhaustion from the last couple of days was catching up with her.
"Alexander what would you like to do?"
He looked thoughtful for a moment, there were many things that he would like to do but thinking it was best that Khryssa rest and relax for a bit was at the top of the list. "How about taking the time to rest for a little bit first? You look tired love."
Khryssa's brow rose upwards, surprised to say the least. "Are you sure?"
"Of course. Though I believe we should try the hammock rather than the bed, don't you think?"
Smiling, Khryssa nodded her head. "That sounds perfect."
Their bags arrived right as Khryssa finished speaking. Smiling she went to unpack things, only to notice that one of the members of the house staff was doing it for her. Nodding and stepping out of the way, Khryssa waited until the young woman was finished.
"Would you like to get more comfortable?"
Alexander nodded at his wife. "What do you have in mind Sweetheart?" His voice took a lascivious tone.
Laughing she turned to tease her fingertips across his chest. "I was thinking about a swim suit, but you tell me?"
He chuckled and swung his bride into his arms. "That sounds perfect actually."
Alexander stepped away for a few moments to let Khryssa find everything and he placed a call to Cameron. Alexander gave the order for a late lunch and a late dinner. He asked for something that was regional to the islands. Hanging up, he went to change. It took no time at all to remove his clothing and don a pair of swim trunks. Walking out of their bedroom and into the main living quarters, he plugged in Khryssa's iPod and switched on one of the playlists. The soft music filled the large room and the space out of doors. Looking around Alexander went in search of his wife.
Khryssa was standing out on the balcony looking out at the bright blue of the ocean. Alexander stopped in his tracks upon seeing her. She seemed so carefree and relaxed. He had never seen her like this before. The ocean breeze caught his wife's long dark curls and brushed them back away from her cheeks. She wore nothing but the tiniest of black bikini bottoms that tied at the sides. The dark material covered very little. It was a stark contrast to her alabaster flesh. Topless, Khryssa nipples were licked by the warm tropical air and stood in hardened peaks. Alexander felt an ache of desire for his beloved wife.
Coming up behind Khryssa, he slid his hand along her side and around to her waist. Pulling her close to him, Alexander used his other hand to brush the silken curls away so that he may press his lips to her throat and kiss the soft throb of her pulse. She groaned softly with the touch and stepped further back against him. Khryssa reached back and captured his hips with her hands. She let her hips begin to sway and rock; it was a slow tantalizing dance of desire against Alexander. Groaning against Khryssa's throat, Alexander bit down lightly. It was not even enough to break the skin. Her sweet cries urged him on. The hand on her waist rose upwards to capture an already hard nipple. Alexander whispered something in her ear.
"Do you remember the promise I made you on our flight over?"
Khryssa nodded, unable to find the words. There was a slight tremble that raced through her body. Alexander plucked at the strings tying the bikini bottom. Releasing each side, the material drifted away from ivory flesh Alexander moved his wife into the position he wished, she was leaning towards the railing of the balcony with her hands supporting her body on the top rail.
Untying the drawstring of the swim shorts, he pulled them off. Large hands wandered across the soft skin of Khryssa's body. She moved fluidly beneath the touch, soft whimpers caught the morning air. Alexander dipped forward to press his lips against her back. Kissing a trail down her spine he pressed himself against her. He whispered to her roughly.
"Are you ready my love?"
Khryssa nodded and finally found her voice to say a single word. "Yes."
Gasping in pain, Khryssa shut her eyes. Oh how it hurt! Yet it felt wonderful at the same time. Urging him on, she pressed backwards. Her body begged for more. The feeling was so foreign to her. Biting down on the curve of her lower lip Khryssa nodded for more.
Khryssa convulsed with the desire and passion her husband created. With the tightening of her body, Alexander's own release started. Together they sang to the heavens above their passion. Her arms trembling, Khryssa moved forward to rest her cheek against the railing and tried to catch her breath. She could feel her knees growing weak. He grabbed her around the waist and held her up to him so that she didn't fall. Caressing Khryssa's back, Alexander whispered three words.
"I love you."
Her voice trembled. "I love you Alexander."
Picking Khryssa up, Alexander carried her over to the hammock that was set up on the balcony. Laying her down in the cradle of it, he climbed in beside her. Drawing his wife closer to him, Alexander stroked her skin gently.
"Are you okay Sweetheart?" His voice was soft and still roughened.
Khryssa nodded gently. Running her fingertips down his chest, she spoke equally as soft. "That was amazing. Intense."
Alexander smiled and kissed Khryssa's forehead. "Rest now my love."
"Alexander?"
"Yes?"
"What are you going to do about food here?" The thought had been bothering her since they arrived. It was just now that she was able to ask.
"I will figure something out darling. Do not concern yourself over it."
"Alexander I am concerned."
"Do not worry, if I am anything it is capable."
She smiled softly and kissed him on the lips. "I know you are. Just. I don't know. Use me please?"
With a vehement shake of his head, Alexander said only one word. "No."
"Why not? I am your wife now."
He sighed and looked to her. "There is always that worry that I will lose control Khryssa. Your blood is not like others. It is far more divine. If something were to happen and I lost control – " He paused, not wanting to think about what could happen. "I would be the cause of your death. I cannot let that happen."
"Alexander." There was a hint of frustration in her voice. "I know you better than that. You would not lose control with me. You might with someone else."
"As it is daylight Khryssa, it is a moot point right now. I can only feed after sundown. We shall discuss this later." With that he ended the conversation.
Khryssa did not press further. At least not at the moment she didn't. It would come up again and very soon. Dozing in the hammock, they felt the heat of the sun upon them. Even in the shade it was intoxicating. It wasn't until the bell rang hours later did they awaken. Khryssa looked at Alexander with a frown, who could be bothering them.
"It must be the lunch I ordered earlier." Rising to get the door, he paused only to retrieve his swim shorts and put them on. Alexander left Khryssa to put something more on to wear. He did not relish the idea of the staff seeing his wife nude. She did just that, a loose sundress skimmed over her warm flesh with ease and she stepped out to see what Alexander had chosen for their meal.
The tray was beautifully decorated. There were conch fritters and a fish soup to start with. The entrée consisted of a crab cake salad. Dessert was one of Khryssa's favorites, a fresh lime pie. Sliding an arm around Alexander's waist she curled up against him.
"Wow. This looks amazing."
He smiled. "I thought you might approve." He tipped the steward that brought the meal handsomely.
Settling down in the kitchen, they began to eat. They both took a sampling of each item. The meal was leisurely and slow. Alexander and Khryssa took the time to savor each bite of food and enjoying the conversation with each other.
"You know, I think this is truly the first time we have ever sat down together and did not talk about work. Well, at least without you chastising me for spending too much time in the office." She grinned happily.
Alexander smiled. He found himself doing that more and more with this beautiful woman that he called his wife. "I believe you are correct. This feels perfect, just you and I together with nothing to concern ourselves over, except each other."
"I do worry about leaving Calla for so long." She took another bite of the pie.
"I am sure that Miss Calla is fine with Gustav and the kids." Alexander looked thoughtful for a moment. "Who would have ever thought that a truce between Dracula and the Helsing clan would have ever happened?"
"I believe it is a surprise for everyone involved." Khryssa chuckled wryly. Setting down the fork, she looked across the table. "What would you like to do next?"
"I believe a long soak in the hot tub is calling our names love."
"Bathing suits optional?" She teased him.
"But of course. It is not often that I get to spend most of a day with you naked or nearly so." Leaning across the table, Alexander cupped Khryssa's cheek with his hand. Drawing her closer to him, he kissed her mouth with such tenderness it made both of them smile. "I love you my wife. There is nothing that could make me happier than the thought of you being by my side forever."
Lacing her fingers through his, Khryssa smiled. "I love you too my husband. There have been three most wondrous days in my life. They are the day you asked me to marry you, our wedding day, and now. There cannot be a happier woman anywhere in this world."
They looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Alexander rose from his seat and came over to the other side of the table. Picking Khryssa up, he carried her outside into the hot tub that overlooked the beach. Setting her back to her feet, he helped her undress. Dropping his own swim shorts, he eased into the bubbling hot water. Giving Khryssa a hand into the water, he pulled her to him. Khryssa was seated in Alexander's lap. Leaning back against him, she smiled.
"Ah. This is the perfect honeymoon. I think perhaps you should quit your day job and become a trip advisor Alexander."
"You think so?" He began to tickle her. He rather liked having Khryssa squirm in his lap. "Perhaps my first duty will be to take you around the world so that I may give the best advice by saying yes we have been there."
Khryssa chuckled at Alexander's antics. Turning around on his lap she straddled him. "Well it does show promise. I think we are better off sticking to our own professions. That doesn't mean we don't need to see the world together. You still need to return to the States with me after all."
Alexander stroked her damp hair and smiled at Khryssa. "I cannot wait to see the US of A through your eyes my lovely wife. I have been there many times before, but this will be the most enjoyable trip. I will be with you."
They settled into a warm silence and no words were needed further. Drifting in the warmth of the hot tub, they found peace together.