Honeymoon in San Pedro
"Phew. We made it." Ariana faced the hotel room door, brushed her hair out of her eyes, and attempted to comb her fingers through her wind-blown knots. A gentle tug. "Ouch!" She tried again, and again, but gave up. Note to self: tie hair back when flying with Adam. Had she packed enough conditioner to return her hair to normal? Being married to a superhero that could fly had practical complications that people didn't think about. "I don't know why we couldn't just do this like normal newlyweds."
Adam grabbed her wrist and spun her around to face him. "Hey, we did most of it like a normal couple. We took an airplane to Belize City." A spark grew in his eyes and his lip turned up in a half-smile. His voice dropped into a seductive whisper. "If we would've waited for a connecting flight to San Pedro, we would've had to wait to do this." Adam lifted Ariana up in his arms and kissed her deeply before opening the resort door to carry his new bride over the threshold.
Ariana pulled away enough to whisper, "Well, then. I fully support your decision to use your special skills." She kissed him again.
Adam kicked the door closed as he carried his bride to the canopy bed and laid her down on the soft white sheets. The balcony doors were already open, and a fresh ocean breeze filled the room with a fragrance that was pure heaven. He grabbed her hand, rubbing his thumb over the diamond ring upon her finger. "Since you're Irish, how do you feel about that diamond?"
"What does being Irish have to do with anything?"
Adam crawled on top of her with a menacing, hungry look. "I was hoping you didn't think it was a sham rock." He laughed slightly at his joke while Ariana groaned. "Seriously now, I've been waiting too long for this, Missus Turano."
Mrs. Turano? Ariana didn't like the sound of that and her playfulness disappeared. "That won't do. It reminds me of your mother. Maybe I should have kept my last name or go by Miz."
He didn't back away. "Are you trying to kill the mood talking about my mother?" He shook his head and laughed, then buried his face in her neck. He mumbled into her skin, "Nope. Didn't work. I'm still interested." He smoothed her frazzled hair from her face.
"It doesn't take much to get you excited, does it?" Ariana's giggle was interrupted by Adam's lips. She shifted in bed and wrapped her arms around her husband. In the silence, the sounds from the TV in the other room caught Ariana's attention, specifically two words made her stop: The Kite. She cursed the hotel management for leaving the TV on.
Adam stiffened, turning toward the other room.
"No, no, no," Ariana said, wiggling out from underneath her husband. Once free, she rushed to the other room, flicked the TV off, and ran back to the bedroom, flinging herself on top of Adam. In between kisses, she breathlessly forced out the words, "No need...to worry...about that. You're allowed a...vacation...or at least a honeymoon. After all, we're only doing this once."
Adam moaned and flipped her over. Ariana wanted to enjoy it, but her mind was on the news report. Images of past heroic rescues Adam had made flooded her mind. What if there was something big going on? What if people would die if The Kite didn't make an appearance?
"Urgh." She threw her head into the mattress. "Why don't you turn that back on. Hopefully, it's nothing."
"No, that's okay. I'm quite entertained here." He trailed a line of kisses down her arm, then stopped and looked at her.
Ariana shook her head. "Those creases on your forehead tell me something different."
Giving her a peck on the cheek, he sprang off the bed. "Thanks. You're the best." In moments, he had settled on the wicker sofa in the other room and Ariana sat next to him. The news report caused Ariana's heart to sink.
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