Laura shrugged noncommittally
between bites of her melon. She was enjoying just watching
"Body surfing, perhaps? No! I
know! We could build a sand castle!" he exclaimed excitedly.
Receiving no response, he continued to brainstorm. "We could
always rent a boat, hmmm? Or maybe you'd rather just take in some
of the local sights and do a bit of shopping. I mean, we do need
to bring back some souvenirs for Mildred or she'll think we spent
our entire honeymoon in our room."
"I think that's what she'd like
to think," Laura said, knowingly. "But enough about
"You're absolutely right,"
Remington said as he disappeared inside for a moment, returning
with a large box of chocolates.
"I promised you chocolate, my
dear, so open wide," Remington ordered as he began feeding the
candy to Laura one piece at a time.
She oohhed and ahhed, but then
became suspicious. "Why do I suspect you just have ulterior
motives, Mr. Steele?"
"Because you have a suspicious
mind, Mrs. Steele." He fed her one more chocolate and then closed
the box. "Actually, I've heard that chocolate is a powerful
aphrodisiac, so I had these delivered just in case. But I don't
think we'll be needing them, will we?" he teased.
"Oh, you," Laura laughed as she
lunged for the candy box Remington was holding in his hand.
He calmly left the patio and
walked into their honeymoon suite. Chasing him into the bedroom
amid wales of laughter, she finally tackled him onto the
"My, you are the eager beaver,
aren't you?" he exclaimed, a tad surprised.
Laura blushed at his assumptions.
He chuckled in amusement and then willingly surrendered the
Laura looked from the chocolates
in her hand to her husband beneath her. She had no more doubts
about the love she and Remington shared, but that didn't mean she
couldn't have a little fun with him.
"Would you mind getting me a
glass of champagne?" she asked sweetly as she sat up in
"Certainly," Remington said
pleasantly as he fetched her glass from the patio.
"Thank you," Laura said sweetly,