The next few days passed as if they were nothing. Robert and Holly did little outside of their room. They were loving every moment they had alone and savoring it completely. Before they knew it, it was Valentine's Day, and they were headed home back to reality but happily since they had each other.

The plane ride wouldn't be too long, but Holly had some plans, sexy plans she had been planning since their trip started. She leaned over to whisper to Robert. "Meet me in the bathroom, I need your help." Her eyes and the little grin in her face said everything.

Robert's ears perked up as he looked at his beautiful wife. "That old line?" He whispered as he watched her get up and disappear. He gave her a few minutes before going back to join her, tapping on the door. "Holly? It's me."

The door opened as she quickly pulled him in, locking it. Her lips crashed against his. She went for his belt in no time, having it off in seconds.

Robert was turned on. How could he not be? He lifted her up against the wall as their kiss intensified. His hand ran up her leg under her dress. "Is this why you wore this dress?" He asked her.

Holly bit her bottom lip, "No, it's why I skipped an undergarment, though. " Her eyes sparkled as she felt Robert's hand discovering what she meant.

Robert groaned as he took in exactly what she was saying, his hand discovering her once again.

Holly reached down to undo his pants, knowing they were on a time crunch and he was distracted.

Robert snapped back as he helped her. He guided himself into her as he looked into her eyes. He thrusted himself into her as he held her hips, their lips never leaving each other. Another steamy memory from this wonderful trip.

They were so lost in each other they almost lost track of time. Fortunately, they didn't. As the two collected themselves and then got back to their seats, they landed shortly after.

They got their bags and headed home to the townhouse, holding each other's hands every chance they could.