The Dance

Honeymoon

The next morning, all the guests were invited back to Prince and Emma's place for brunch, then they went their separate ways for the day's activities. Prince then looked at Emma and said, 'Pack your things, wife, we're going on a honeymoon trip.'

Emma looked at Prince quizzically, and said, 'Shall I pack it all, husband?'

Prince replied,' Yes, all of it will work. Yeah, sugar, keep calling me husband. I like it. You don't need nightwear, though. I'll just throw it on the floor anyway.' Emma blushed. 'Ah, sugar, you are so easy!' He punctuated his teasing by pulling her in to his arms for a long, titillating kiss.

Back to the private jet they went, and when Emma asked about the destination, the flight attendant said, 'I'm not at liberty to say, but I'm happy to be on this plane!'

Prince followed Emma onto the plane, looked at the flight attendant, and said, 'Did she ask you yet?' The flight attendant said, 'First thing she asked!' Prince grinned, and replied, 'Told you! She is a nosy woman! Thanks for your secrecy.'

Emma pretended to pout, and said, 'You just like to keep me on my toes, don't you!'

Prince replied, 'It's a new life goal. I'm looking forward to meeting it as often as possible. Come here, I want to cuddle on the sofa.'

They talked over hot tea and water, nibbling at fruit while they relived the previous two days.

'Emma, I knew you would look beautiful, but you really took my breath away yesterday. Kirk had to remind me to breathe as you were walking toward me,' Prince admitted, as he traced along Emma's jawline, then fed her a bite of a strawberry.

'I was reminding myself to breathe as I was walking,' Emma replied. 'Seeing you standing there, looking so handsome, next to my friend Dillon, who has been part of our family's life for so long, felt like a dream. Then to see my daughters looking so mature and happy for us, it couldn't have been any better. What your team created for venue spaces was perfect. I really felt like I was in a dream world.'

'No dream, wife. Glorious reality.' Prince pulled Emma into his lap, and they necked like teenagers. His hand kept finding parts of her to touch that were mostly appropriate, and she just let him enjoy the feel of his wife.

'Next long trip we take, I'm renting a plane with a bedroom, and bringing my own sheets,' Prince muttered in Emma's ear. He chuckled at the rosy color that appeared on her cheeks. 'You know it would be more fun that way!' He continued.

'Yes, dear,' Emma replied, stifling a yawn.

Emma fell asleep on the plane, and woke up to find herself using Prince's lap for a pillow and covered by a blanket. A smiling Prince was looking down at her.

'Nice nap?'

'Yes, was I asleep long?'

'Long enough for us to arrive. We just landed.'

Emma looked out the window and saw palm trees. 'Where are we this time?' she asked, with a puzzled look on her face. I don't think I brought my passport.' She looked worried.

'Not a problem. This is Maui.' Emma's jaw dropped again.

'You are surely full of surprises, Mr. Nelson!'

'I plan to keep that up, Mrs. Nelson. Oh, I like the sound of that. Mrs. Nelson. My wife.'

'I like it, too. Oh, you've gotta know I am so thankful for you in my life. God is so good.'

'All the time, mama. And you can show me how thankful you are later.' Prince's smirk was strong.

They arrived at a private house, one Prince had rented for them for the trip. It was beautiful, but different from the house in Portugal. This was a traditional Hawaiian home on a palatial scale, even more so than the one at the Big Island. Luxurious interiors, an aquarium, walls that folded back so the outdoors came in every room, infinity pool with an endless view of the ocean, pool table, ping pong table. Emma had never seen anything like it, except in interior design magazines .