I'm Alive: An Aaron Tveit Fic

Chapter 8

So, jetlag is a thing. Aaron and I have been in the room for two days with exhaustion and migraines. "Jill, do you wanna go shopping or something today?" I open my eyes to see Aaron in a super handsome outfit, looking very well groomed with his sunglasses on his head, "what time is it?" "2 in the afternoon and I'm starving so let's go." I drag myself out of bed and spray some beach spray in my hair before throwing a pink flowy dress on, "wedges or sandals babe?" I point at the Birkenstocks he's holding, "wedges are for brunch."

After buying 4 pairs of shoes, Aaron seems to think that that's enough for today. I don't. "I just want to eat, babe." "Aaron, I need to finish shopping." He throws his head back, "we have been in Italy for almost three days and I have yet to eat a bowl of fucking spaghetti." "Fine! We will get your fucking spaghetti, then can we go back to the villa and swim, since it's getting dark?" He wraps an arm around my shoulder and grabs my shoe bags with the other hand. "Let's go baby girl, I am starving." We head to a place that one of his friends seemed to love.

"God, this spaghetti is amazing!" "We're in Italy babe, of course it's amazing." He looks up at me with a stupid grin and sauce on his lip, "you know what else is amazing?" I wipe the sauce from his lip, "what we're gonna do after we eat." "And what might that be Aaron?" He chuckles and takes another bite of his pasta, "well Mrs. Tveit, I am going to take you back to the villa, get us a couple of drinks and chill out by the pool. Then I'm gonna take you to our bed in our honeymoon suite." I take a drink of my glass of wine, "Mr. Tveit, are you sure? What if your wife catches us?" He grabs my hand kissing my knuckles, "she'll never know, she'll never need to know." We get up and hop into a cab to go to our villa, I won't say what we did in the cab though.

"Jill, why are you so hot? Damn." I model my new bathing suit I bought today for him, "tell me what you really think Aaron." He walks over to me and wraps an arm around my waist, his hand just barely over my butt. "I think, I married the most beautiful, perfect woman on the planet. I also think that if you walk out of this room in that bikini, someone will steal you from me, so we should probably just stay in here." I jump on him, wrapping my legs around his waist, "That is fine by me."

A Couple of Days Later

It's our last day in Italy and we are spending it on a yacht, I've been wanting to go out into the ocean on one since we made the plans to come here. "What do you want me to wear Jill?" "Wear something cute and summery." "Why don't you pick it out cause I don't know what you want." I go over to his stuff and find a pair of khaki shorts and a polo dress shirt, "put this on, don't button it all the way." Once he puts it on I fix the buttons on the shirt, making sure it's not buttoned over his chest, and then I roll up his sleeves so he's not too hot, "there we go, perfect." He moves a strand of my hair, "are you looking in a mirror?" "Oh my god, did you actually just say that?" He covers his face with a hand, "I instantly regretted it, I'm sorry."

"So how long are you guys wanting to be out?" Aaron speaks up for me, "til after lunch?" I stop him, "what about lunch? We didn't bring anything." The captain of the boat smiles at me, "Aaron arranged something, I think you'll be okay."  I look at both of them confused, Aaron knows I hate surprises, but he's constantly arranging them. "I arranged some brunch on the boat from a local place that does takeout orders like this." We get onto the boat and Aaron mixes our drinks, I am drinking a mimosa and he is drinking a Bloody Mary, which I don't understand at all, it's disgusting. "I got us mini frittatas, and a box of éclairs." He opens up the basket and hands me the éclairs, "there you go, and I'll pour you some more to drink." He grabs the pitcher and pours some more into my glass and I take a bite of an éclair, "oh my god, this is so good. Here have some." I extend it out for him to take a bite, "oh my god that's amazing." I wipe some of the chocolate off of his mouth and give him a quick kiss, "that was even better than the food."  

A/N: Alright, so this is the shortest thing I've ever written and I apologize, there just wasn't a whole lot I could think to do with this chapter, the next chapter will be when they get home from their Australian cruise.