Chapter Nine

Honey moon flashback

Beautiful was the only way to describe the little cottage in the woods. Fancy was our lifestyle, and Eleanor wanted something relaxing, calm and different for our honeymoon. So we booked a glorified camping trip, I would call it. 

I smile seeing Eleanor's face light up, she looks so cheerful. I watch as she walks over to the kitchen table and runs her finger over the fake plastic fruit, which sits in the center of the table. The house was lower class, but very cute and decorative. Most of the house had the red and black checkered theme.

There was little plastic deer decoration all over the living room, and I personally like the camouflage blanket that hung over the couch.

"Do you like it?" 

I smile, as she nods. She smiled at every detail of the house, like she's taking in every single memory.

She wraps her arms around me, pulling me in closer. I feel warm hands going up my back through my shirt. She looks up at me, and I look at the girl I promise to love forever. 

"I love you," I whisper in her ear. 

Her blue eyes twinkle with excitement. This is our Honeymoon, and this will be our first time exploring each other's bodies. I saved myself for marriage, something in my time period that everybody did. Yes, I am guilty for daydreaming about what it would be like. I honestly couldn't wait a second longer. 

 I rub her cheek gently, and I savor the warm skin beneath my hand. She brings her lips to mine and kisses me intensely, and the taste of her mouth makes me more excited. I pick her up and lift her in my arms, moving towards the bedroom. I feel her fingers run in my hair, as my lips move over hers. 

I lay her down gently on the bed, taking off my shit, she ran her hands over my abs. I smile at her touch. 

"I've been dreaming about this moment." She tells me. 

"Me too, you have no idea how my dreams are tormenting me."

The following morning, we woke up to a beautiful morning of pancakes, the whole cottage smelled of maple syrup. We have plans of shopping, seeing a featured film which was quite new in my time period, and just relaxing at the spa, something I was looking forward to being a businessman.

"Are you ready? I asked Eleanor, who is smearing tons of makeup on her face. I personally think she looks better without it. But you know girls. Makeup, hair, and shoes don't get me started on her many handbags. 

 Her red cheeks looked extra rosy with her deep red dress. She walked so perfectly in her heels, and I don't know how she pulled it off. I don't think I could walk in those things.

The honeymoon passed like we planned, and it will forever be burned in my mind. The day was so perfect, from the swimming, the spa and all the shopping trips, it was just remarkable.