Honeymoon (Tag Erica, forecast calls for smut)
They're lucky there is a no storming going on as they leave the reception and go to the hotel to change. John gets on a polo and jeans and dons a windbreaker.
"You ready, Honey?" He's holding a duffel with his clothes and toiletries for the next four days, but it feels weightless. He feels like he can fly. Why? Because the left their messengers with Laura.
Now if there was a real problem, John would know, it's not like screaming won't carry across water, and or one of the turtle boys could swim out to them in a jiffy, it was a largely symbolic gesture, but a potent one. Four days with nothing to take care of but themselves and each other, it's magic.
"You ready, Honey?" He's holding a duffel with his clothes and toiletries for the next four days, but it feels weightless. He feels like he can fly. Why? Because the left their messengers with Laura.
Now if there was a real problem, John would know, it's not like screaming won't carry across water, and or one of the turtle boys could swim out to them in a jiffy, it was a largely symbolic gesture, but a potent one. Four days with nothing to take care of but themselves and each other, it's magic.