Page 41 of A Triple C Ranch Christmas Wedding
“Yes, love?” he said, smiling.
“You promised to tell me what the honeymoon surprise is. Where we are going tomorrow? You said you’d tell me after the wedding and on our wedding night.”
“That I did,” he said.
“So, can you tell me now?” She felt how hard he was as he’d lowered himself, ever closer to kissing her mouth.
He moved slightly, rubbing against her, and she wanted to move, too, against him, but she held still, waiting.
“Yes,” he said slowly, “I can tell you now.”
“Please,” she said. “Tell me.”
“Baby, I can’t resist you when you ask, looking at me like that.” He smiled. “We are flying to Tahiti, where we’ll be staying in one of those over-the-water huts.”
“Oh,” she gasped her eyes widening. “Tahiti!”
In all her imagining, she had not once thought of Tahiti.
Tahiti. That would be like going to paradise.What a perfect honeymoon.
“Yes,” he said. “Do you like my surprise?”
“I do,” she said. “I do, I do I do!”
He laughed. “I’m so happy you said I do, my love. I intend to keep you naked as much as possible for the week and a half we’re there. We can even skinny-dip off the steps on the back of our hut, and then make love again. Does that sound good to you?”
“Oh, yes,” she said. “That’s why you said I only need a swimsuit or two, a beach towel, andplentyof suntan lotion!”
“Right. Because you’ll be either swimming or naked most of the time,” he said. “Unless you want to go out to dinner.”
“That sounds like heaven,” she said.
“Good.” He gave her another deep smile and said, “Then shall we continue?”
“Yes,” she said, barely getting the word out before his lips descended to kiss her again.
They made love until exhausted, they both slept.
The next morning,Lucy double checked her bags making sure she had everything she needed for ten days away, in Tahiti. She tucked in the surprise lingerie she had made for him and for her.
He wasn’t the only one who was full of surprises.
* * *
Ted still hadn’t heardfrom Marcie the next morning, and with the bad feeling he was getting about the situation, he grew more worried by the hour.
He looked up the police department number after finishing his breakfast at the hotel and then called them. He’d slept in after a late night, and then made it to the hotel’s free breakfast ten minutes before they closed it down for the day.
Surely, she would be up at this hour. Marcie should have answered him by now. Something is wrong.
He felt it in his gut.
A dispatcher answered.
“Hello, can I get a wellness check?” he asked the dispatcher. “I’m concerned about my friend and neighbor, Marcie Hayes. She hasn’t been responding to texts for a couple days now, and that’s very unlike her. I’m worried something might be wrong.”
“Sure,” the dispatcher said. “We can send a car by. Name and location?”
