A/N: I'm so sorry that this chapter took longer then promised ... but on the plus side it's the longest chapter I have ever written ... enjoy! Also thanks to everyone who takes the time to read this story :-) and a special thanks to Christian618 who pointed out to me that Jenny's condition looks more like a bipolar disorder than schizophrenia.
The honeymoon
Ana's POV
"Are we on a boat?" I ask when Christian sits me down and I feel the slight movement of what ever we are sitting in. I also can hear water, so I'm sure we are on a boat.
"Yes" I hear Christian's amused voice. He insisted on blindfolding me before the jet even landed. I feel the warm air and I'm sure the ocean is near, but that is all I can tell about my surroundings. He really wants to keep it a secret as long as he can.
"How long before I can see where we are?"
"All in good time, Mrs. Grey" I know he is smiling, but I pout, I want to know where I am. The boat starts his journey and after a while I can hear someone gagging.
"Oh my, is someone sea-sick?" I ask.
"Yes, it's Reynolds." Christian chuckles. We have Taylor, Ryan and Reynolds with us for security, as Christian said we wouldn't need much security and he didn't want to separate Mia and Luke for 4 weeks. I told him that I don't like O'Donnell and Prescott told us that she is terribly afraid of going on a plane, so we left both at home.
"Is my purse anywhere near?" I ask.
"Yes, why?"
"There is a box with pills in it, they are against motion sickness, please give him some." I hear him go through my purse and ask Taylor to hand Reynolds the pills.
"Why do you have those?"
"Well, I had and have no idea where we are going, but I figured that we would fly somewhere and I get terribly sick if a plane hits even the slightest turbulence."
"I see, well I guess Reynolds will be very thankful for those pills" he laughs as we hear more gagging followed by a groan and the plea to please kill him from Reynolds.
"How long before we reach our destination?"
"About 15 minutes and once we are there, I'm going to feed you and then we are going to make love all night." he whispers into my ear.
"Can we skip dinner?" I ask eagerly, because I want him, for the last 7 hours he kept teasing me and now I can't wait to feel him inside me, but of course he just laughs.
"Baby, for what I have in mind we will need to eat first."
A little while later the boat stops and Christian carries me from the boat and takes my shoes of.
"You won't need them" he says simply and I rest my head against his chest. I try to make out where we are, but all I can come up with is that it must be a beach, so basically, we could be anywhere in this world.
Finally he puts me down and I can feel the warm sand under my feet, so it is a beach! He steps behind me and unties the silk scarf he used to blindfold me. When I open my eyes I gasp. I'm at the most beautiful beach that I have ever seen. White sand and clear blue water as far as I can see. But what is really making me gasp is what else I see. There are torches and candles, a table with food on it, two white benches and behind it is a bed. A freaking bed in the middle of the beach. It is a four-poster made of dark wood with white bed curtains.
I can't believe what I'm seeing and turn around to Christian and he looks a little anxious.
"Do you like it?"
"I ... I love it. Did you arrange all of this?"
"You told me you always wanted to be on a deserted island, this island is ours now." he says still trying to figure out my reaction.
"You mean we can stay here our entire honeymoon?" I have to stop myself from jumping up and down in glee, this is just perfect.
"Yes, but actually I mean that the island is ours, I bought it." Did he just say he bought an island?
"You bought an island?"
"Yes, it's ours, we can come here when ever we like." This time I can't stop myself, I squeak in delight and jump into his arms. I know to buy an island is completely over the top, but I just love it.
"You are so crazy" I laugh and he kisses me. "Crazy for you, Mrs. Grey." he takes my hand, leads me to the table and I sit down, while he opens the bottle champagne from the cooler.
I still can't believe that this is real and that Christian arranged it for us. He can be so romantic if he wants to. Once we sit a butler appears and serves us our food.
"What are you thinking about?" Christian asks and I look up grinning like an idiot. "I'm still waiting to wake up, this is like a dream, Christian." He just smiles at me and I can tell that he is really proud of himself for arranging this and he should be, it's amazing.
After we finished our dinner he gets up and holds his hand out to me. At first I think that he is leading me to the bed, but he surprises me by pulling me close and then he starts to slowly dance with me.
"I want to seduce you slowly baby, make you desperate to have me" he whispers in a seductive tone into my ear and wave of pleasure runs through me. "Do you trust me Ana?"
"You know I do"
"I want to blindfold you and then tie you spread eagle to the bed so you can't move and have to absorb all the pleasure I can give you"
"But I want to touch you too" I pout, touching him is one of my favorite things to do, but his proposal sounds so hot.
"You will baby, I promise you, later you can touch me as long as you want."
"Ok." I whisper and he grins down at me. I know he has planned every second of this, so I will just do what ever he asks me to do.
He leads me to the bed, starts to undress me and just looks at me when I'm only in my corset and panties.
"Damn, I'm one lucky son of a bitch" he smirks and takes the scarf he used to blindfold me with before from his pants pocket. "Turn around, Ana" I do as I'm told and he uses it to blindfold me again. I feel him step even closes behind me and while his fingers open the corset, he kisses and licks my neck. I moan softly and lean against him. Once the corset is open, he takes it off and cups my boobs with his huge hands, kneading them.
"You know, Mrs. Grey, you have the most perfect tits, one day soon I want to fuck them" he murmurs into my ear. "You can do it now if you want to" I answer and gasp when he pinches my nipples, hard.
"No, today I have different plans, baby. I want to drive you wild." I feel him smirk against my neck and next he lifts me up and places me on the bed.
"Sit there, don't move and if you try to peek, I will spank you" I have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. He should know by now that threatening me with a spanking is only making me want to act naughty, but I restrain myself from peeking and hear him close the curtains of the four-poster.
I think he is collecting some things from under the bed and I wonder what he has under there. I don't think about who put what ever it is under the bed or else I wouldn't be able to look at the staff for the rest of our honeymoon. Well, there is a bed on the beach, so they have to know... but I tell myself again not to think about it and then I feel the mattress shift and Christian is next to me.
"Lie down baby, I'm going to tie you down now. It won't be too tight or hurt, I'm just going to make sure that you can't close your legs or move your arms until I want you to, ok?"
"Yes" I whisper my voice thick with desire. I want him and I want him now, but I know my dear husband has different plans. So, I lie down and he ties first each of my wrists and then each of my ankles with what feels like silk scarfs to the bed posts. When I try my restrains, I can move my arms a little, but I can not close my legs and I know this is going to be intense. I feel him grab my panties and he rips them off in one swift move, there we go again another 150 dollar going to waist, I think to myself but say nothing.
"Open your mouth baby, I this needs lubrication" he says and when open my mouth he pops something small into my mouth. I close my mouth again and try to make out what it is, but all I can feel with my tongue is, that the object is small, maybe plastic or something like that with round ends. Hmm, I wonder what he is going to do with it.
"That's enough baby" I push it out between my lips, he takes it and first I hear a click and then a low humming sound. Is this some kind of a vibrator? My question is answered when he traces it around my nipples, down my belly, over my clit and finally pushes it into my. Oh my, the vibration is so strong, I try to close my legs, but I can't.
I can feel Christian move on the bed and suddenly something is stroking my collarbone softly. At first I have no idea what it is, but when it reaches my breasts I know that it is something made out of the softest of feathers. It tickles a little, but at the same time it makes my skin so sensitive and where ever the feather touched me Christian's lips follow, kissing, sucking and nibbling my sensitive skin.
"Christian, please" I beg, but he just continues, down my belly, the insides of my thighs and then his tongues traces the outlines of my pussy.
"You are so wet Ana, I like that a lot, tell me, how much do you want me?"
"Please, Christian, I need you, now." I plead, he is driving me crazy and I want him inside me now!
"Hmmmmm" he hums against my throbbing clit and I try to close my legs again, but with my ankles tied up and him lying between my legs, I have no chance to do so.
"I think, I have to taste you first, maybe then you can have all of me" he teases and I groan, I'm going to lose my mind here and he is teasing me, this is so not fair!
His tongue starts to tease my clit and when he bites down playfully I nearly reach my climax, but he stops immediately and starts all over again a couple of seconds later. Sucking and teasing my clit until I nearly lose my mind.
"Oh please, please Christian" I beg and grind myself shamelessly into his face. If he doesn't let me come soon I will start to scream. This time he sucks my clit even harder and when he stops again, I'm just about to beg him to finally let me come, but I don't have the time to do so, because suddenly he presses an ice-cube against my swollen clit and I can hold back no longer and come hard, screaming his name.
When I finally come down a little I realise I am in his lap and no longer tied to the bed, the vibrator is gone and he gently takes the blindfold off.
"Hi" he says and gently traces my lips with his thumb. "How was that?"
"Just wow" I whisper and kiss the pad of his thumb. "Good, because now I want to make love to my wife." he says gently and kisses me. I welcome his tongue with my own and soon we are both lost in our kiss. My hands glide over his strong back up to his neck and finally my fingers fist into his silky soft hair.
"Wrap your legs around me baby" he murmurs against my lips and once I have done so, he lifts me and his thick, hard cock glides deep into me, making me moan again.
"Tell me, is that what you want Ana?"
"Yes, ohhh I need you so much, I love you."
"And I love you baby, so much" we look deep into each others eyes while I'm moving slowly up and down on his huge cock, the only sounds our moans and the sound of the ocean as the perfect soundtrack for our lovemaking...
Christian's POV
"Christian wake up, please wake up" Ana's excited voice wakes me from my sleep and I blink. It is still dark and I wonder why she is up. We made love three times before Ana fell asleep while I was still inside her. I watched her sleep until I fell asleep myself, which can't be more than 4 or 5 hours ago.
"What is wrong? Do you need something?"
"No, I want to watch the sunrise with you, please" I look at Ana and grin, she is nearly bouncing on the bed with excitement.
"And, here I was thinking you wanted to have wake up sex" I tease her.
"Well, we can do that after the sun is up, you can fuck my boobs if you want to, but I want you to finish in my mouth, I love tasting you" she says and I can't help but think that I have found the perfect wife. Most guys have to reign in their sex drive once they are married, but Ana wants it just as much as I do.
"Deal." I sit up and get out of bed and open the bed curtains so we can watch it from the bed. When I'm back in bed Ana crawls into my lap and I hold her close to me. Hmm, maybe now is a good time to drop the first hint.
"Imagine one day we are here and watch the sunrise like this with our kids. They run around in the sand and we can build a castle in the sand with them"
"That sounds nice, maybe one day" Ana muses. Good so she can imagine it, though probably now is not the best time to tell her that I want us to spent our first anniversary here together with our first son. She will think I have lost my mind and I don't want to ruin the moment, but I have to approach the subject soon, so she can go off the birth control, if it is up to me, she won't get the next shot.
I hold Ana in my arms as the sun slowly rises and I know this is most peaceful and serene moment in my life. I never cared for things like this, but now with Ana, it is like I started a whole new life and I really enjoy it.
"The sunrise here looks so different from the ones in Seattle." Ana says and that gives me an idea. "We could travel the world together and watch the sunrise from all corners of the world."
"I like the idea, what places would you like to see?"
"I always wanted to go to New Zealand or Greenland, some parts of Asia I haven't been to like Malaysia. What about you?"
"I would love to go to India or Europe. I always wanted to see the pyramids in Egypt and floating markets in Thailand."
"We can go there, how about we make a list with all the places we want to see and when ever we have the time, we scratch one of the list."
"I like the idea, we should do that, but for now this is the only place in the world I want to be. Right here in your arms on our own little island."
"I'm glad to hear this, Mrs. Grey." I lean down and kiss her before we continue to watch the sunrise until the day has fully arrived.
Day 5 still Christian
I decided to let Ana sleep in this morning. We went to Victoria, which is the capitol of the Seychelles, yesterday. Ana went shopping, mostly cheap shit, but she had so much fun buying those colorful wooden bracelets and scarfs that I enjoyed it as well. After lunch we went to visit the botanical gardens and saw giant tortoise. The big fucker was more than 90 years old and taller than I imagined it would be.
Ana was so in love with it, that I thought about buying it, but first I know it's illegal and second the poor old fucker would most likely die on the journey to Seattle. Talking about dying. Gail has taken over the taking care of us here, since I fired the fucking butler. I nearly ripped his fucking head off on our second day here.
Ana wanted to just lounge at the beach and after a while I wanted to get us something to eat. I had given orders that no one was to come to the part of the beach where Ana and I were, because Ana likes to lie in the sun topless. Since we were alone I allowed her to even sunbathe naked. I mean no one but me is going to see her and I enjoy the show. That was until I just reached the house and heard Ana scream bloody murder.
Ryan, Reynolds, Taylor and I ran over so fast, I'm sure we broke some records running over there and when I reached her she was wrapped in the blanket she was lying on before and pointed to the huge rocks near the house.
On one of the rocks sat the fucking butler and was smiling his ass off. The fucker was watching my wife. Once I realised it I ran over there and it was his luck that Taylor, Reynolds and Ryan managed to pull me off him or he would be dead by now.
I was so out of my mind that I just wanted him removed from the island, but of course Taylor kept his cool and went through all his stuff. That bastard had snapped pictures of Ana. I haven't told her since Taylor saw them on the camera and I know Ana would be mortified if she knew, so I deleted them and with that we send the pervert on his way.
Actually, I would have fired him anyway. He was also the cook and he was a lousy cook. His food was so fucking spicy, it nearly burned a hole in my stomach. So, having Gail cook for us is much more to my liking and Taylor told me that she was bored and happy to do it, as Gail is one of those persons who can't really enjoy doing nothing.
I look at my watch, it's 7 am here, which means it is 7 pm in Seattle, so I decide to call Ros to here if all is alright with GEH.
She tells me about our newest project in Taiwan and so far all is going well. That's good, if we can make this work, it will create thousands of new jobs and god knows with the way the economy is headed they are desperately needed.
"Oh, but there is an issue with the publishing house you bought Mister Grey."
"What is wrong with it Ros?"
"Actually, it is more a bad feeling that I have." Usually I wouldn't give a fuck if someone would tell me about a bad feeling, but with Ros it is different, she can smell trouble long before it happens.
"What is it Ros."
"I looked through the employment records and one of the editors had 10 assistants in less than 2 years. None of them gave a reason why they left and all were young women." Fuck that doesn't sound good.
"Have you called Roach?"
"No, but Hyde, the editor is looking for a new assistant again."
"Tell HR that we would prefer if they would hire a guy, see how that works with the guy Ros."
"Will do boss, enjoy your honeymoon and your hot wife." she teases and I grin. If any other of my employees would take that tone with me they would find themself on their ass on the street, but I enjoy the teasing with Ros. I guess as she is a lesbian she is the closest to a guy friend I have. Even with her being a woman, she has bigger balls than most guys.
"Sure, now go home and bang your girlfriend." I laugh and hang up. I hope the fucker is not going to cause any issues. After all, I bought SIP as plan B for Ana and there is no way in hell that I will let Ana work anywhere near a guy who might harassed his assistants. Thinking about it a little more, I send Welch an e-mail to try to get the former assistants to talk, the last thing I need is a huge sexual harassment lawsuit in one of my companies and I don't want anyone working for me who is known for doing shit like that. I mean, I'm all for giving second chances and some of the people working for me have a police record, but my rule is, if someone has a record as sexual offender in any form, he or she is not going to work for my company.
I talked to my parents yesterday and the news about me getting married made the front pages around the world. I don't get it, but hell if they feel the need to print the one picture they got from Ana and I after our wedding on every front page, so be it. I'm just glad that so far no one found out where we are for our honeymoon. The moment I hear anything differently Ana's nude sunbathing is over. I would probably lose my mind if she would appear naked on the cover of some gossip magazine.
"You didn't wake me up" I turn around and see Ana leaning in the door jamb, her hair all sexy and sleep tousled and she is only wrapped in one of the sheets.
"You were sleeping so peaceful, I didn't want to disturb you." I saunter over to her and kiss her soft lips.
"You know Mister Grey, I woke up hungry, hungry for you" she whispers seductively and with that she locks the door and drops the sheet. Fuck me, my wife is insatiable and before I know it, she drops to her knees and opens the zipper and button of my pants.
"I'm all yours baby" I smirk down at her and she pulls my pants down and grips my dick firmly. By now, I'm convinced that we will end up fucking each other to death. Neither of us can get enough of the other and I wouldn't want it any other way.
As she takes me in her mouth I grab her head and guide her head. In answer to that, she grabs my ass and pulls me even closer. Damn, my wife has the most fuckable mouth and the fact that she can take me all in drives me wild.
"Yes baby, like that ... suck me, hard" I growl and Ana doubles her efforts causing me to moan loudly, I throw my head back and when she takes me all in again, I cum in her mouth.
While I'm trying to catch my breath, Ana gets up, pulls my pants back up and tucks my dick back into my pants. She gets on her tiptoes and plants a soft kiss on my lips.
"If you want more, meet me in the shower" and with that she grabs the sheet, wraps it around her and leaves the room. Did I mention that I'm one lucky son of a bitch?
I take a couple of seconds to clear my thoughts and make a quick stop in the kitchen to get some water before I make my way back to our bedroom. When I enter the en suite Ana is in the huge shower washing the soap out of her hair. I quickly strip and get in behind her.
"Can I wash your hair again?" I ask and she hands me her shampoo with a smirk. I love to wash her hair, though actually it is not the washing, but the part where I can play with it and form it while it is full of foam.
"You know Mister Grey, if we have kids the hair washing will be your part." she giggles and I squirt even more shampoo on top of her head to create more foam.
"Oh my god, Christian! You already used half the bottle, are you trying to cover me in foam?" she laughs and I create the biggest pile I can possibly do on top of her head.
"I like this, look at that, you can do crazy things with it" I turn her around so she watch what I'm doing with her hair in the full body mirror outside the shower.
"That's not funny, I look like I have horns" she giggle.
"Well, you're a horny girl all the time" I tease and she elbows me playfully. "Maybe I am, but that's just because I'm married to the hottest guy on the planet, so technically it's your fault!"
"In this case, I can live with it quiet well" I direct her under the rain shower head and wash the shampoo out of her hair. "So, you said I could have more in here" I give her a devilish grin and press her against the wall, letting her feel just how much I want her right in this moment.
"Press your palms flat against the wall baby, then step back and spread your legs." eagerly she does. I reach between her legs and find her wet and ready for me as always. So, I take full advantage of it and ram into her making her cry out in surprise. I grab her hips and thrust into her hard, when I feel my orgasm coming, I reach around and rub her clit and within seconds we reach our climax together.
I ride out my orgasm deep inside of Ana and then sink to the floor with her in my arms. "That is the perfect way to start a day" Ana murmurs and nuzzles my chest. I'm still surprised that Ana doesn't care about my scars at all, but it is like she doesn't even see them and it only makes me love her more, because it would kill me to see pity in her eyes every time she sees them, that is not the way I want her to see me.
"Well baby, I will make sure to remember to start every day like this from now on."
"That is a really good plan, Mister Grey"
Day 21 Ana's POV
If we could get away with it, Christian and I would never leave this island again. It is like our own little piece of heaven. We still have five days of our honeymoon left and I really don't want to go back to Seattle. The media went nuts and Kate told me that there are new articles about us every day. Last week they found out where we went for our honeymoon and for three days there were at least 15 boats with Paparazzi near the island trying to get pictures of us.
In the end we made a deal with them and allowed them to come to the island and snap some exclusive pictures of us. In exchange they had to promise to leave us alone after they had their pictures. It worked, they got their shots and left us alone. Still, Christian insists that I have to wear a bikini for sunbathing now. I didn't fight him about it, only the thought of my dad seeing pictures of me naked on the beach has me cringing.
It doesn't really matter anyway, since Kate got me some of those bikinis where you can sunbathe and you get a tan even with it on. I had no idea that this was possible, but it really works. Christian loves my tan, I never was that tanned and with my huge blue eyes and dark hair I look like one of those exotic beach beauties. I like it.
Yesterday was the first day that I didn't spend entirely with Christian. He wanted to go fishing and I had heard about the possibility to go horseback riding on one of the other islands. So, Christian went fishing with Taylor, while Ryan and Reynolds accompanied Gail and I to one of the other islands where we went horseback riding. Poor Reynolds had to throw up again both times we went on the boat. I guess he will not be with us when we come back here.
The horseback riding was amazing, Gail and I had a lot of fun and when we came back Christian arrived beaming from ear to ear. He caught the biggest fish I have ever seen in my life. Taylor on the other hand caught nothing bigger than a guppy and Christian teased him mercilessly about it. I love it to see him so carefree. He is really enjoying himself, though now he wants to get the fish he caught stuffed and shipped to Seattle, so we can hang it into the new house. He wants it right over the fireplace in the livingroom, I haven't told him yet, but this is so not going to happen. He can put it in his study, because I don't want to look at a dead, stuffed fish every day.
After spending the first week mainly on the beach and in bed, we used the first day of our second week here to go exploring the island. When we found the well with the waterfall I was thrilled, that was so unexpected and there was a small cave right behind the waterfall. Of course, we ended up making love there and it was magical. Hell, our entire honeymoon is simply magical and an adventure on some days.
Last week, Christian found out that you could go paragliding here on the Seychelles. So he had Taylor arrange everything, I wasn't sure if I would really enjoy it, but Christian loves everything that has to do with flying, so I decided to try and it ended up being amazing. We want to go again before we have to leave and tomorrow we have another diving lesson.
I frown thinking about the first diving lesson. We had a female teacher, her name was Shaniqua and she was all over Christian. I swear, I could have drowned right next to her and she wouldn't even have noticed it. I could tell that Christian was about to really let her have it, but this time I exploded first.
She was checking him out like he was the juiciest piece of meat on the market and when she explained to us how to behave under water, she started to touch his arm and chest and I lost it and told her to get her filthy paws of my husband or she would end up as meal for the fish. The security guys nearly pissed their pants laughing when that bitch almost fell over board trying to get as much distance as possible between us.
The owner of the diving school was terribly embarrassed and now he is the one giving us lessons. He is a nice guy, about 60 years old and we had a blast going on our first dives with him. Seeing all the different fish under water was spectacular. We also went jets skiing and had so much fun that Christian bought two jet skies for us, so now we can do it every day.
Last weekend we went back to Victoria to go clubbing and before that we had dinner in a small restaurant that served creole food. I love it, for me food can't be spicy and hot enough, Christian doesn't like it at all, he ended up drinking more water than eating his food. At the restaurant, I freaked out a little. The mother of the owner is known for being a psychic and she came right up at me. She looked at me and Christian for a while and told us we would have 7 kids and that the first would be born either next year or the year after that.
Christian seemed thrilled, but I was shocked. Yes, I want kids, but 7? That is like an awful lot of children, besides how is my belly going to look like after 7 pregnancies? No, I'm not even thinking about it, we can have three or four and after that Christian is going to get the snip. Though, I haven't told him this and I'm not sure he is going to like it, but if I'm going to push all of our babies out of me then he can make sure that there won't be another baby after we decide that our family is complete.
Going clubbing was fun, both Christian and I got pretty hammered, we drank every cocktail on the menu we never had before and danced until the club closed. By the time we came back to our island we were both almost asleep and that was the only night on our honeymoon where we only slept.
The next day we were both hung over and stayed by the pool that belongs to our beachvilla. We played cards, talked and just relaxed all day without really doing anything but enjoying each others company.
Right now, we are on the beach and while I'm just lying on a blanket in the sand Christian went into the ocean to take a swim. I think back to the phone call with my dad I had this morning. Jenny still doesn't want to see our parents and Flynn diagnosed her with a bi-polar personality disorder. She doesn't want to do therapy and she refuses to take her medication. She even tried to attack some of the staff members of the facility she is in. I just want her to get better, but as of now, she believes that everyone is against her and refuses to take the help she needs so desperately. My dad seems to deal with it pretty good, but my mom is a mess and I have no idea how to help her.
My dad is planning on taking her away for a week, so once we are back in Seattle my brother is staying with us for thanksgiving. Christian is cool with it, he wants to take Patrick gliding if the weather is good enough and of course we can pick up Christian's puppy once we are back, so Patrick can help to take care of Ace.
I don't want him to suffer under everything that is going on with Jenny, so I'm planning on making the time he is staying with us extra special for him. He deserves some fun time as I know that being around my mother when she is stressed or emotional is no fun at all.
Christian and I also have to meet with Elliot and the architect to go over the plans for the remodeling of our new home. We want to move before easter next year and since we don't want any drastic changes, I think this will work out.
I look up to the ocean and see Christian coming out of the water. Wow, I'm one lucky girl. He is so darn hot, his hair is sunbleached and his golden skin is glistening with beads of water.
"Seeing something you like, Mrs. Grey" he smirks when he comes closer and sees me ogling him.
"Very much so Mister Grey" I grin back. "I think I need to cool you down a little." he says with a devilish grin on his face and shakes his head like a wet dog would do it, so all the water from his wet hairs rains down on me and I squeak.
"Maybe, that was not enough water" he murmurs and I jump up knowing full well that he wants to throw me into the water.
"You have to catch me first" I challenge him and take off, though I know he will catch me, Christian can run faster as any person I have ever known. So, only a few seconds later he catches me and twirls me around, making laugh in delight.
He puts me down and cups my face in his hands. "I love seeing you this happy, Ana"
"You make me this happy Christian. I feel complete when I'm with you. I'm so glad I've found you, I can't imagine my life without you."
"Neither can I, I never want to go back to where I were before we met. I feel like my life started the day we met." he says and the honesty of his words makes me blink back tears.
"Do you enjoy our honeymoon?" he asks and I get onto tiptoes and kiss him.
"Yes, I love it. It is perfect, the perfect start for a perfect life together."
I will try to update on Friday, so I can update again Sunday or Monday since the next update has a major cliffhanger and I don't want you to wait for the next chapter until after christmas ... if you have time, please leave a review :-)
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