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
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Erica really doesn't know what to expect, so she packs a little bit of everything and comes out in jeans and a black quarter-length shirt. She still has the bridal lingerie on underneath, and her hair is still mostly done, but she's washed her face and brushed her teeth. Her bag has a little bit of everything in it, and she makes her way to the living room.
"I think so. Honestly, I have no clue, other than clothes I can layer easily. But as far as clothes go I sort of planned on being naked or wearing that new swimsuit you told me I should get," she says with a little grin.
"It might be a little chilly with only that, but then you can cuddle up under the blanket, and I'll keep you warm." Sounds like a plan to John. He grins and takes her bag, shifting his duffle onto his shoulder, and takes her hand with his free one.
She's also packed his present in her bag, and she takes his hand, lacing their fingers together. She lets him lead her, and the village smells new after the rain from the day. Every now and then there's a rumble of thunder, but the moon is bright, and it feels nice out.
"Don't know if days can get more perfect than today's was," she sighs.
"I hope it can." He gives her an enigmatic smile as they walk through the village, down to the beach, to the marina.
"But I'm glad you liked it so far." There's a 22 foot sailboat with a cabin at the end of the dock. It's freshly painted white with red and blue trim, and as they get closer there's a big blue bow on the...well bow.
She's been mostly confused but taking in the walk, enjoying it with him until they get to the dock. Then, she sees the boat and turns to look at him, jaw dropping as she looks at the boat again.
"Oh...my God, John, did you buy a boat? Did you...?" She walks forward, toward it, then stops, just in case she's wrong.
"You bought me a boat!" She throws her arms around him, because it's really the best thing anyone's ever given her. "Wait, is this where we're spending our honeymoon? On the boat?" She pulls back to look at him, the hope in her eyes for a 'yes' answer.
"Yep, we're going to take her out there, anchor her at night, sail around as we wish during the day, maybe come ashore and have dinner at that new restaurant, but yeah I stocked her up for us. The marina has showers if we want to get respectable first."
Erica kisses him over and over again. "I love you. I love you so much. Thank you, thank you!" she says, practically dragging him now to the boat in excitement.
"Yes!" She says, letting him step onto the boat first so that he can help her up. "I can't believe this is what you've been keeping secret! God, this...this is just..."
Once they're both steady on board, she pulls him into a deep kiss, thanking him very passionately.
MMmmm, nice, very nice, and a little more of that. When they finally part, he pulls her along gently by her hand.
"Come see the cabin." There's a candle lantern near the companionway, and John stops to light it, then takes it down the steps (except it's always called a ladder aboard) to the cabin where he hangs it from a hook on the bulkead where it casts a gentle glow around the cabin with it's benches, table that folds down, tiny sink, ice chest, hot plate, storage cupboards, and the triangular bed that takes up the whole of the space from the prow to six and a half feet back. He has to bend a little here. Neither of them can stand up straight belowdecks. The bulkheads are white and light oak, the upholstory blue, and the ports have white curtains with red trim.
John sits down with her, and pours plastic cups of white wine for both of them.
"I did it for me, so I'd get the pleasure of seeing your face look just like that..." he strokes a lock of hair escaped from her pony tail, back over her ear, "and maybe some really great sex."
"I think so. Honestly, I have no clue, other than clothes I can layer easily. But as far as clothes go I sort of planned on being naked or wearing that new swimsuit you told me I should get," she says with a little grin.
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"Let's go."
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"Don't know if days can get more perfect than today's was," she sighs.
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"But I'm glad you liked it so far." There's a 22 foot sailboat with a cabin at the end of the dock. It's freshly painted white with red and blue trim, and as they get closer there's a big blue bow on the...well bow.
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"Oh...my God, John, did you buy a boat? Did you...?" She walks forward, toward it, then stops, just in case she's wrong.
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"She's not new. The marina guys have been helping me re-condition her, and making sure I know what I'm doing sailing-wise. I hope you like her."
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"So, could the day get more perfect?"
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Once they're both steady on board, she pulls him into a deep kiss, thanking him very passionately.
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"Come see the cabin." There's a candle lantern near the companionway, and John stops to light it, then takes it down the steps (except it's always called a ladder aboard) to the cabin where he hangs it from a hook on the bulkead where it casts a gentle glow around the cabin with it's benches, table that folds down, tiny sink, ice chest, hot plate, storage cupboards, and the triangular bed that takes up the whole of the space from the prow to six and a half feet back. He has to bend a little here. Neither of them can stand up straight belowdecks. The bulkheads are white and light oak, the upholstory blue, and the ports have white curtains with red trim.
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"I can't believe you did this for me," she says with a soft smile and a hand reaching out to him.
"I want to give you my gift now."
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"I did it for me, so I'd get the pleasure of seeing your face look just like that..." he strokes a lock of hair escaped from her pony tail, back over her ear, "and maybe some really great sex."
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She reaches for her bag and pulls out box wrapped in white paper with a bow on top.
"Little smaller than a boat," she smirks as she hands it over.
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"Wow, honey, this is really nice." He takes off his old watch and puts on the new. "Water and shock resistant, that's good." He looks into her eyes.
"Thanks, Honey," then leans over to kiss her.
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