"Where do you want to go today?" Henrik asked as Roxanna came back into their bedroom, mugs of tea in her hands. Handing one over to him, she shrugged a little as she climbed into bed next to him, cuddling up to his side as she let her head come to rest on his shoulder. "Roxanna, I would be perfectly content to just walk around with you, aimlessly, but I feel like we should be doing something a little more productive with our time here. After all, once we come home to Sunderland, I don't know how much time we'll have to go on holiday."

"I know that you're right, Henrik, but this is the first time in ages that I've been able to just rest and be. And I get to do that in your presence, so that makes it all the better. Please, may we just relax and drink our coffee now, and then, when that's done, ask me that again?"

He took a deep breath as he nodded. "I suppose that would be acceptable." She smacked his chest lightly before turning her head up and kissing his jaw. "I'm so glad that you're finally getting my sense of humour, darling."

"You might be rubbing off on me, yeah," she breathed out before taking a sip of her coffee. "And thank you for indulging my need to go to the kirkyard. I know that some people would have been weirded out by that, so it makes it all the more dear to me."

Henrik let his arm come to rest around her shoulders, running his hand up and down her arm as he let a delicate silence fall around them. Roxanna seemed to melt into him as the silence deepened into something almost sacred, and he finished his coffee quickly before setting the mug aside and pulling his partner a little closer to him. "I love you," he finally whispered when the silence became too great, and she made a soft sound in the back of her throat as she reached across his body and set her empty mug next to his before straddling his body and leaning down to kiss him. It was a lush feeling, and he brought his hands up to cup her arse as she stretched out along him. The thin fabric of their pyjamas did little to disguise how aroused he was, and she snickered a little as she fumbled with the buttons on his top, pushing the fabric open before she tugged her tank top over her head. Henrik groaned a little as she brushed her breasts against his chest, and he slid his hands up her back to bury his fingers in her hair, bringing her head down so that he could capture her lips in a warm kiss. He could feel her hands tugging and pulling at the waistbands of the remaining barrier between them, and he lifted his hips to allow her easier access to get the pyjama pants off his legs.

"Henrik," she moaned out as he fitted himself inside her, thrusting up to fill her completely. She began to press kisses all along the planes of his face, running her hands through his hair as she gasped and cooed. "I love how easy this is between us. I love how we fit together so well. I love you."

He nodded and ran his hands down her back to come to rest on her hips, wanting to feel the motions of their bodies together through that touch. "You're so gorgeous," he said lowly before biting his lower lip when she twisted her hips in just the right way. "You chose me. You could have chosen anyone else in the world, you could have chosen someone better, but you decided that I was the one for you. Thank you."

She met his eyes and gave him a tender smile as she nodded before drawing in a soft, gasping, breath when he nudged against her clit. "Well, you always saw me for who I am, darling." She bent and kissed him again before starting to move her hips in a faster beat, trying to take control of the timing of their lovemaking. He allowed himself to give control over to her, knowing that she needed this in that moment, and she smiled before kissing him once more.

She came softly, the first time, and he held her close through her orgasm as he continued thrusting in and out of her. Roxanna smiled a little, her breathing coming in hitches and gasps as he slid one hand between their bodies so that he could tease her clit, building her up to another orgasm so that they could come apart together. As she tightened her muscles around him, Henrik could feel himself coming undone at the seams, and then they were both falling over the cliff towards that sweet, heady, abyss of orgasmic pleasure.

"You know my body so well," she panted out as Henrik fumbled around for her hands, bringing them to his lips and kissing them over and over as they struggled to catch their breaths. "Oh, Henrik, I cannot wait to be yours every day."

"Every day?"

She giggled as she rolled off him, curling up against his side so that she could tug at his chest hair as she took a few short breaths. "Well, I know that we can't do this every day, our schedules will get in the way of that. But we get to grow and love and just be together. I remember, even when Mum and Dad fought, they could always come back together, no matter what, because they loved each other so much. And I feel that way when I'm with you. I feel like we could get through anything, so long as we're together."

He turned his head and pressed his lips against her temple, breathing in her essence as he nodded. "I didn't have the greatest example of that kind of love. But when you talk about it, I can almost see that future in your words."

"Well, I'll just have to work harder to make certain that we share that kind of love. I mean, I feel like we're already more than halfway there, don't you?" He nodded. "And I think that I'd like to go to the Jane Austen Centre this afternoon. We could shower and then head out? Maybe find a spot of lunch at a little café before strolling our way down to the Centre?"

"Nothing sounds better than that," he said as he fished around for her hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing it softly before slipping out of bed, tugging her along with him into the bathroom. This shower was a little larger than others, and they both easily fit inside. Henrik turned the water on and let it fall down on him as he adjusted the temperature of the flow, knowing that she liked it a little cooler than he preferred. "And if there's time, I'd like to head to Bath Abbey before coming back to the hotel."

"You just want to take more pictures of me in pretty places!" she teased as she turned them so that she could be beneath the water. "Don't think I haven't discovered that! But I do like when you take my picture. It makes me feel beautiful."

"Because you are beautiful, Roxanna." He leaned down and kissed her forehead before reaching out for the shampoo and starting to lather it in Roxanna's hair, knowing how much she loved when he did that for her. "This is going to be another wonderful day."

"They always are when I'm with you," she replied softly, and he smiled a little as he dipped his chin, warmth spreading across his heart as she leaned up and kissed his cheek softly, never taking her eyes off him.