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Dean held onto his promise to take me away from life in New York City and the day after our interview we were on his private plane in the morning on our way to the beautiful island of Maui, Hawaii. I had never been to Hawaii and it was on my places I'd like to visit someday list. I was hoping to go on our honeymoon but Dean surprised me with a week trip to the beautiful island. We've been here for about a week and we're on our final day and night on the island. We spent the week enjoying the fresh fruits of the island daily at our breakfast and there is nothing better than island fruit, we have been hiking up volcanoes and mountains enjoying the beautiful scenery of Hawaii and my favorite snorkeling and gazing at sea turtles, there was nothing more majestic and peaceful. We enjoyed luaus at night enjoying stories and dances of the Hawaiian culture and the Polynesian culture surrounding the island. We enjoyed some time in the hotel suite and a lot of time on the private part of the beach Dean reserved for us. The most important thing is I could be myself, I could dress how I wanted, wear the bikini I wished to wear and had no fear of the paparazzi trailing us. It has been great to get away from the stress of New York and everything going on in our lives. I also enjoy when Dean is so carefree and fun opposed to the business man he is in New York.
"I don't want to leave," I say to Dean as we are sitting on the beach soaking up the sun working on our tans enjoying the summer like weather for one more day before we travel back to cold winter in NYC. "It's so beautiful here."
"I agree," he says with a smile as he massages my back. His blue eyes as clear as the blue Pacific water crashing down before us and the blue sky surrounding us. "I have enjoyed this trip more than anything. It's nice to get away. We have to do this more often."
"I don't oppose," I say with a smile as he works his hands lower to the middle of my back. "It's been great to get a lot of alone time with my favorite man."
"With a 3 year old running around we don't really get that much time for intimacy and after the miscarriage we haven't been able to be intimate. How are you doing after the miscarriage?"
"As good as I can," I answer. We never really took the time to sit down and talk about losing our baby. We never really had the chance with everything that happened with Cody a couple days later and the media breathing down our throats. We never really got to touch on it. It's been painful even though the baby was a surprise and we weren't expecting to have a baby we still wanted that baby the most. "I wish it had a better outcome, I really wanted to have another baby and Zoey really wanted to be a big sister. She was so excited when she found out and then we had to tell her that the baby went to Heaven. I don't think she gets it. It hurts, Dean," I say with tears in my eyes, "but the stress was too much. It was all too much for that little baby to handle."
"I know," he says. "I feel like it was my fault because I was the one that got shot. If I hadn't gotten shot you wouldn't have been stressed enough and the detectives wouldn't have harassed you to the point of miscarriage."
"You can't control what Cody did to you. It's not like you expected him to shoot you in your office but I'm still confused on how he even got access to the building. I mean our security is tight there's no way he got in there through them or alone he had help."
"I know," says Dean. "I know he had help it's just a matter of finding out who helped him. Whoever it was knew how to avoid the cameras. There is one shot of a man helping him in but we can't make out who it was."
"I think it was Roman," I answer truthfully. "Why Roman would be helping Cody take you out is beyond me but I think it was Roman. You didn't see him that night at the hospital, Dean. He was trying really hard to make it look like it was me that set the whole thing up. I would never set something like that up. I love you way too much," I say with a smile, "and we were going to be the perfect little family. I'm the happiest I have been in a long time. I wouldn't have destroyed that for anything."
"I don't know why Roman would want to take me out but for the last few months he has distanced himself from me. We'll figure it out."
"I know," I say as I sit up and lean back into his arms as he wraps his arms around me holding me close to him. He kisses my hair softly. "How are you feeling after the miscarriage?"
"It was a blow," he says. "I wanted to have that baby more than anything. I was ready to be a dad again. I'm really heartbroken that we lost the baby. I wish we could have held her in our arms and we could have had a lifetime with her but we will never get to know who she looks like, who she was going to be like, we will never know," he says and I can hear the sob forming in his throat as his voice crack. "It's not fair. I could sue the police department but what's that going to do? I could take their jobs but what is that going to do? It's not going to change anything. We'll still be without our baby and that's not fair. It's not fair at all," he says as I hear his voice crack. I turn to face him to see the tears in his blue eyes. I wrap my arms around him as he starts to cry on my shoulder. "I had so many plans, Journey. I had so many plans for the baby."
"I know," I say as I comfort him as I feel the tears burn my eyes, "but there will be another baby, there will be more babies. I will have lots of babies with you," I say as I look into his blue eyes with a soft smile. "As many babies as you want."
"Journey," he says smiling back at me. "I love you."
"I love you too," I say with a smile as he leans down and kisses my lips softly.
"I want to have a lot of babies with you," he says.
"How many is a lot?" I ask.
"Probably about 4 with you maybe 5," he says.
"That's a lot of children, how will we do it with our careers? You're so busy and I'm starting to get busy how will it work out with 6 kids?"
"The beautiful thing about owning your own business and being a CEO is that you can work from home. You don't have to go into the office every day just a few times for a meeting or two with technology evolving every day it makes working from the home office a lot easier and who knows we might even end up living in Connecticut outside of the city or somewhere like New Hampshire. I heard New Hampshire is a nice place to raise a family," he smiles.
"You would really give up the city to live in New Hampshire and work from home?"
"Yeah," he says with a smile. "I would do anything for you and our children, Journey."
"When do you think you want to start on our 5 children?" I ask.
"Our honeymoon," he says with a smile, "because as soon as Cody signs those divorce papers and signs his rights to Zoey over we're going to get married, I'm going to adopt Zoey and we'll be free to live our life however we wish."
"What if I wanted to try before our honeymoon? We never know when Cody is going to sign those papers or if he will," I say.
"The detectives said they can get him to sign so hopefully they can. Cody is going to be gone for a long time and that's enough to have his rights terminated and a divorce granted even if he doesn't sign the judge will order it."
"I hope so," I say, "but can we start trying before the honeymoon?"
"Is your body ready to try for another baby and are you ready to carry another baby?" he asks.
"The doctor told me that I could start trying for another whenever I am ready. I have no restrictions. As long as I'm not bleeding anymore which I am not I am good to go," I say, "it's whenever you're ready to start trying."
"I just don't want you to be pregnant for our wedding," he says, "I want you to be able to wear the dress you want and be able to celebrate drinking champagne."
"I can still wear a beautiful dress when I'm pregnant," I say to him. "Are you scared to try this soon?"
"I'm not scared it's just we have a lot going on for us with the engagement, work and everything with Cody and I never planned a wedding but I heard that it's pretty time consuming so I think a baby right now would be a little difficult," he says.
"I see," I say, "I never said I wanted a big exquisite wedding. That's what the media would expect from us. I don't want a big expensive wedding. I want something small, private and intimate. You know just you, me, Zoey and your adopted father. I can tell he loves you so much and he would be hurt if he wasn't there to see you marry the woman that you love. I don't want to go through the guest list, the caterer and all that drama that goes with planning a wedding. I am happy if it's just the few of us, we get married on a private island, we'll have a dance and some cake nothing big and spectacular."
"That's all you want to do? You don't want anything grand?"
"I don't have a family, Zoey is my family she's all I have I don't even have friends to invite so what would be the point of planning out a big wedding."
"I have friends but not family," he says, "but if that's what you want to do we can do it that way. Where were you thinking about getting married?" he asks.
"I don't know actually," I answer, "a private beach maybe? Central Park? New Hampshire? I never really thought about it. Where do you want to get married?"
"I never thought about it either you know if we elope the media is going to go into a frenzy they're already talking about how our wedding will be the biggest event of the year," he says holding me close.
"Exactly," I say, "and I don't want it to be the biggest event of the year. It's a ceremony for us to enjoy together and promise forever to one another. The media doesn't need to be involved and we don't need ice sculptures, chocolate fountains and all that fancy stuff we just need us. I'm serious, Dean I don't want anything big something special just for the two of us and under no circumstances is the media allowed."
"I'm okay with your vision but I can't wait to make you my wife and make you Mrs. Journey Ambrose that's all that matters to me at the end of the day you're my wife and you're my forever that's all that matters. It doesn't how, when or where just that by the end of the day it's you and me forever and Zoey too," he says. "And we can keep the media away just like I managed to do this week. It has been great hasn't it?"
"Amazing," I say with a smile as I rest my head on his chest. "I have been enjoying my time with you. And it has been stress free."
"I agree," he says before kissing my cheek softly. "As for the baby thing if you want to try again for a baby we can do it whenever you're ready. I was just looking out for you and the wedding," he says.
"I'm ready," I say with a smile.
"Me too," he says with a smile before he stands up scooping me up in his arms. I let out a squeal before he kisses my lips passionately and softly.
He starts walking up the beach with me as we leave our things behind as we make our way to the hotel suite we've been staying in on our vacation. "Where are we going?" I ask with a smile as I wrap my arms around his neck.
"To try for a baby," he says with a smile before he kisses my lips again.
We make our way into the hotel lobby and he carries me up to our suite. He quickly finds his key and opens the door. He kicks the door shut behind us as he captures my lips with his, kissing me passionately with a want and a need. I take my fingers through his brown hair as I kiss him back, possessing his tongue with mine as I kiss him deeper he walks me over to our bed and lays me down gently without breaking our kiss. His body covers mine as he continues to kiss me deeply, his tongue stroking mine as I twist his hair in my fingers. I let out a moan as his lips find my neck. He kisses it softly, nibbles on it softly. He trails his kisses lower as they become more urgent, more needy, rougher as he kisses around my breasts as he unties my black bikini top exposing my breasts. His lips find my nipple and I inhale deeply as he takes his tongue over my nipple as his other hand massages my other breast. "Dean," I moan, his mouth finds my other breast and my other nipple as he takes it into his mouth sucking on it softly. His lips find my chest and my stomach as he kisses me roughly making his way to the top of my black bikini bottoms. He pulls them down and slides them down my long legs before he spreads my legs. I feel his soft lips on my sex as he kisses it softly before he takes his tongue over my swollen clit as he slides his fingers inside of my sex, making love to me with his fingers as he sucks and licks my clit. I arch my back offering him more as I groan and moan in ecstasy. His tongue replaces his finger as he strokes my sex with his tongue, making love to me with his tongue. I cry out in pleasure as he brings me over the edge, my legs quiver at the ecstasy and I hit my climax. "Dean," I say softly, "Make love to me," I say. He smiles at me as he takes off his swimming trunks.
He moves his body up mine before pressing his lips against mine, he kisses me as he teases me with his thick and full erection, grinding it against my sex before he enters me softly, filling me with his cock before he begins to move with so much passion, thrusting deeper as our lips never part as he makes love to me. I moan against his lips, as I rub the back of his neck, his movements soft and gentle. He takes his time making love to me. I feel the passion ripping through my body, my toes curl and my nails dig into his back as I hit my climax, he moves harder, thrusting deeper through my climax as I feel his body shudder and feel him release himself inside of me as he kisses me deeper as he fills me with his seed. "I love you," he says with a soft smile as his blue eyes meet mine. He kisses my lips once more before he removes himself from me and lays next to me taking me in his arms as we cuddle.
"I love you too," I say with a smile as I trace his chest with my fingertips. "I want to marry you as soon as possible."
"As soon as those divorce papers are signed, we can get our marriage license and then we can get married. I'm ready to make you my wife. I have been ready to make you my wife. I love you, Mrs. Ambrose."
"I love you, Mr. Ambrose," I say with a smile before I kiss his lips softly. We waste no time before we are making love to each other again, spending the rest of the afternoon in our bed before we spend our last night in Hawaii at a private candlelight dinner on the beach. It is all over too soon and before I know it we are on his private plane back to New York to return to everything we escaped from.
A/N: Do you think Journey and Dean needed this week away? Do you think they are going too fast trying for a baby again? Do you think Cody will sign the divorce papers or will there be a fight? What do you think of them having a private wedding is it the best way to go? Please review and thank-you for reading.