Marissa awoke to the pressure of soft lips pressed against hers. She opened her eyes to see Bianca staring down at her; her hair mussed up and her eyes hooded with desire. Bianca looked stunning.

"So we are starting the day with kisses," Marissa asked, smiling.

Bianca's hands then began reaching under Marissa's nightshirt; it looked like she was waking to more than just kisses. Bianca clearly wanted a morning of good memories before being consigned to a hospital bed… Marissa really didn't mind.

"Good morning Mrs Montgomery-Tasker-to-be." said Bianca leaning in to kiss her again. "I missed you."

"Good morning." said Marissa, in a moan between the tender kisses. "I can tell …And it's Tasker-Montgomery."

Bianca nibbled her bottom lips.

"Montgomery-Tasker." She argued back.

Marissa slipped her hands around Bianca waist and pushed her back, rolling over to gain control of the kisses. She lost herself in the sensation for just a moment until her finger's brushed the dressing at the base of Bianca's spine. She stopped short and shifted her weight, suddenly worried.

"Are you okay? Your leg!"

"I'm fine," said Bianca, dragging her back down, and kissing her collar bone. "I'm really fine!" This time she kissed Marissa's neck. "You're not going anywhere!" She finished by capturing Marissa's mouth and kissing her deeply.

Marissa pulled back again. She grinned; their positions now reversed, she had the power.

"You do know Mrs Tasker-Montgomery is easier to say." she said matter-of-factly. "And I did ask you first!"

Bianca laughed.

"You want to settle this now?" she asked, her fingers dancing teasingly over Marissa sides.

Marissa leaned in as if to kiss Bianca's lips, and then she stopped short wearing a cheeky grin.

"I do." she whispered.

"I'd have proposed if you had given me the chance!" Bianca complained, pouting playfully. "I was only a second behind you!"

"I asked first on Honeymoon island as well if you remember!" Marissa insisted, sitting back and straddling Bianca's hips.

Bianca reached up to tickle Marissa's sides and drag her back down. She wasn't giving up.

"You asked me by accident! And then you tried to back out of it!"

Marissa pulled out her embrace, not willing to give up her position of power quite yet.

"I still asked first!"

Bianca groaned, not enjoying the tease. She slumped back onto her pillow though, willing to play the game.

"Tasker-Montgomery… Tasker-Montgomery…" she said trying it out.

"See it is easier to say." said Marissa.

"But people already call this house the Montgomery-Tasker house, it will only confuse them." she countered.

"That's only because there are more Montgomery's living here… not because it's easier to say."

Bianca pulled a thoughtful face as she reluctantly gave the idea proper consideration.

"Tasker-Montgomery… Montgomery-Tasker… Tasker-Montgomery…"

With a sigh, Bianca reached up to caress lover's cheek; her finger's outlining Marissa's smiling lips.

"So?" asked Marissa, leaning into her caress.

"So… You might be right!" Bianca said eventually, "You win this… but only because you look so gorgeous right now that I can't bear it. If I say yes can we get back to it… before the kids get up?"

Marissa grinned at her victory.

"We can," she said bending down and kissing Bianca warmly. "…Mrs Tasker-Montgomery-to-be!"

Quickly the kisses grew in passion as Bianca and Marissa found a brief window to reclaim everything the last few months had taken from them…

…

Curled up in the afterglow, Bianca's arms still around her, Marissa wore a contented smile.

"At least I now know how to make you say yes." she said with a laugh.

Bianca tenderly kissed her shoulder and sighed.

"You can persuade me like that any time!" she whispered.

…