So after the fluff... more fluff! I love dovey Delena. All my love, OA.
Chapter 30: Home-bound.
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I can't believe that we are leaving this magical place. Who would have thought that coming here for what was supposed to be one honeymoon ended up becoming a completely different one, one with the man that I really love. Seems like it was really meant for me to get married and get my honeymoon in Hawaii this week!
"You ready?" Damon asks me as he leans on the doorway, suitcases by his feet and phone on his hand.
"No." I reply and laugh when he looks around the room to see what we are missing. "Is not that there is something that we missed, but that we will miss this place." I sigh as I take one last look at the ocean from the window of our room.
Just then I feel strong, gentle hands come across my waist and his head resting on my shoulder. I sigh and rest my hands on top of his and my head on his chest. I look down at our hands and smile at the matching bands that shine as they catch the light from the sun.
"I know hun, but we had a great time here and we made memories that will last a lifetime. Besides, when we open the branch here we have an excuse to come back and relive these memories, over and over again." He says as his breath tickled my neck.
I laugh and playfully hit him in the arm as I turn around in his hands and place my arms on his neck. "Only you can take something romantic and make it sound so dirty Salvatore."
He just laughs and kissed my neck while seductively whispering in my ear "I know. But you still love me."
"That I do" I say as I am leaning in to kiss his lips. Um, it is just wonderful to be able to freely kiss him and say that he is mine. Who would have thought that I'd be so territorial.
When we separate for air, Damon leans his forehead against mine and we stay like that for a couple of seconds, just drinking in this moment, this perfect space in time where its just us in each others hands.
I was the first one to break the silence as I moved to tuck my head on his chest. "This is nice." To which Damon responds by saying "It is nice."
"Quiet, still, peaceful. I like our life when it's like this." I tell him but he just says, "But its our life (he placed a kiss on my head and placed his chin there) which probably means that somebody's going to call one of us and shatter it."
"Ughhhhh. Don't say that." I tell him because I don't want the magic of this day to be ruined but I know that what he is saying is true.
Then Damon did the thing I wouldn't have expected him to do, he started a countdown. " In 10…9.." I just hold Damon tighter and tell him "Just let me enjoy the moment:.
He just starts kissing my head in between every subsequent number "...6...5..." I look up then and interrupt him by saying "Damon, today is the day that we are going back home as a married couple. It's a good day." He just keeps kissing my forehead everytime he is transitioning through numbers. "...3...2.."
"Damon, its a good day" I say and he just responds by lowering his head and kissing my lips. Just before he says one, my phone starts to ring. "...1…". I sigh and drop my head as I get away from Damon's hand and grab my phone from the table beside the door.
I sent him an apologetic look as I hit the answer button. "Hello, Elena speaking how may I help you?" I automatically answer.
"Well I hope that you didn't work the entire time you were there and had some fun." I hear Mom say, although I can tell that she is trying to hold back a chuckle.
"Oh, hi Mom! Sorry, I automatically answered like that. Should have checked my caller ID before I answered. Whats up?" I asked her as I move to lay on the bed on my stomach and put the phone on speaker so that Damon could hear the conversation. He just moved to sit beside me, draping his hand across my back.
" I just wanted to check that you guys were alive. You just texted us yesterday once and we didn't speak on the phone, so we got a little worried that something was up." I could hear that she was worried but she wasn't pushing us like we were teenagers that forgot to check in with their parents.
I look over to Damon and silently tell him that we should have called so they wouldn't get worried. "Sorry mom, we just didn't notice the time fly by and when we got back to the room it was late, so we didn't want to wake you guys up." Damon said and then placed a silent kiss on my shoulder. I wanted to giggle but stifled it since we were talking to mom on the phone.
Just then we heard pop's on the background asking if it was "the kids" and once mom said yes we heard his voice loud and clear on the line.
"Hello children! Anything eventful happened yesterday that would make you guys forget to call us?" He says playfully but I am looking at Damon, my eyes full of shock while he grabs a pillow and puts it to his mouth so that our parents won't hear him laughing. I smile and roll my eyes at him
"Haha pops, we'll tell you all about our adventures once we get home. We will be back just in time for our monthly Salvatore gathering." I tell him as I punch Damon in the stomach playfully and he falls back to the bed still laughing to the pillow.
"I know. I just hope that you had some fun and have stories to tell us that don't involve meetings and furnisher for the new office." I laugh along with him and mom and Damon joins in, finally taking the pillow off his face. One more minute and I would have started to worry that he was going to asphyxiate because of it!
By that point, our parents felt convinced that we were ok so they bid us a safe flight back and goodbyes. As I ended the call Damon pulls my hand so that I fall back on the bed, my head on his chest, his arms creating a protective cage around my waist. He gently kissed my head while giving a content sigh. Just then the room phone started to shriek, breaking us from our contemplative silence. Damon lets out an agitated sigh and reaches for it. After a few seconds and an "Okay, Thank you." He hangs up and turns to look at me.
"That was the front desk. Our car is here to take us to the airport." He tells me sadly but I just take my hand and caress his cheek. There is a slight stubble in his face since I took the last razor to shave my legs. Also, I do love the way his cheek feels with it. The way it tickles my palm and scratches my face when we kiss.
"Well, the dream is over, now it's time to face reality. Problem is, that is really time to face the firing squad. How do you think our family is going to take the news about what we did here?" I asked him, starting to get nervous about the consequences of our actions.
"I don't know, but we are going to find out soon enough." Damon answered as he intertwined our fingers and started to walk towards our bags, to an uncertain future in Mystic Falls, a place where our family will be waiting to see us.