Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
When we landed here last night all the feelings from our wedding and honeymoon flooded me. I’d forgotten how much I love it here. It’s hard to believe it’s only been a year. I swear I’ve been with this man my whole life. It’s hard to think I lived without him.
Rebecca walks out of the tent and leaves us alone. It’s crazy how close she and I have become. We’re more like sisters now than two people who work together. I didn't only get Lucas when we married, I’d gotten a family. I love them all. They didn’t bat an eye when Lucas rushed us to get married five seconds after we met.
Lucas puts his hands on either side of the tall chair I’m sitting in, caging me in. He leans down and kisses me deeply. You’d think I hadn’t seen him for days and his face hadn’t been between my legs not even an hour ago.
His hand slips into the thin white robe I have on and engulfs my breast. He groans into my mouth before pulling himself from me and fixing my robe. “I don’t like you sitting around in only a robe in public,” he growls as he picks up the container that has my breakfast in it. He brings a bite to my mouth. I part my lips for him and he feeds me.
“Bikini is white,” I tell him. They didn’t want to risk getting makeup on it. It’ll be the last thing I put on before we shoot.
“I’m glad you guys moved into swimsuits. They cover more,” he says as he brings another forkful to my mouth. I take it, knowing he hasn’t taken a look at the bathing suit line then. They cover about the same as some of the lingerie.
“Does it really matter?” I ask after swallowing my food. “You made sure the staff is all-female,” I say with a laugh. He lifts his hand and brushes something from my lips with his thumb. He brings it to his own mouth and licks it. I clench my thighs together, wondering if he did that on purpose to get me hot.
“The security isn’t,” he says with a grunt. I find his jealousy adorable. It probably has something to do with how I grew up. Having someone in my life that wants me all to himself makes me feel special. He makes me feel so much. I even love that grumpy look he has on his face right now. I don’t care if I should like it. I do.
“I’m only yours,” I remind him. “Only you have ever touched or seen the things underneath the things I wear.”
“The only one that ever will,” he adds.
“Kiss me,” I tell him, knowing it will calm him. He does instantly. “I want to relive our honeymoon all over again when today is over.” I dig my fingers into his shirt.
“Oh, we will. We won’t be leaving that hut over the water all weekend unless it’s for a swim.” I smile up at him, loving this plan. Only him and me for a week straight. It’s perfect. He’s perfect.
It’s been a wild last year. The company had exploded. Lucas was right. We put women of all shapes and sizes in the campaign and it sold like crazy. The press has been all over it. We can’t keep the shelves stocked, and I’m so happy for Rebecca.
What’s odd out of all of it is people recognizing me when I’m out and about. Lucas hasn’t been too happy about that. If he isn’t by my side then security is. He’s sure someone will just snatch me away from him.
“Then let me get this shoot done and we can start our week together. I know you’re itching to go check security now that you’ve ensured I’ve eaten.” He smiles before leaning in and kissing me again. I let go of his shirt.
“Love you, petal,” he says before slipping from the tent. Moments later everyone is back in action, getting me ready.
I wonder if I’ll get pregnant during this honeymoon. I really thought I would have by now. It’s not like we use protection. It’s probably for the best with how busy we’ve been. Between this and wanting to spend every other moment we have together, maybe it was good I haven’t gotten pregnant yet. We have time. I know one way or another we’ll have a family. We should enjoy this time together.
When my makeup is done, I slip into the white bikini and pull my robe back on before walking out of the tent onto the beach where everything is set up and ready to go. I give my husband a wink, knowing I can’t go over to him because he’ll kiss me, and not only will his sister lose it but so will the makeup artist.