Love You A Long Time

Chapter 19-Honeymoon

Kirstie POV
I roll out of bed the next morning. I see a caramel frap and a chocolate scone. I hear water running, and assume that's where Avi went. I change into leggings and Avi's high school sweatshirt. I pull my hair into a bun, and pack all my things. Avi comes out, a towel hanging loosely at his hips.
"Baby, out flight leaves in two hours, are you almost ready?" he kisses my cheek.
"All packed and ready to go. Go get dressed," I push him towards the bathroom.
"Could you pack up for me? I want to get going soon," he winked, and went to change. I place his pajama pants into his bag, and come across a letter. It's addressed to Child. I open it up.
Dear son or daughter,
Well, you're mother isn't quite pregnant. Good job dad. Right now, you're just a twinkle in my eye, but even then I cannot express my love for you. I'm so proud of whatever or whoever you choose to be. Right now, we're on our honeymoon. I love you, and couldn't be more proud
Dad
Avi wrote a letter to our child. I'm not even pregnant yet, and he still loves this kid. I can't believe he's all mine. I'm surprised some woman didn't scoop him up while they had the chance. I love him, and he's all mine. I fold the letter back up, and put it in his suitcase. I zip it up, and eat the scone, and sip on the drink he bought me. Avi walks in, hair dripping from his shower. I take a towel, and hand it to him. He ruffles it through his hair until it is dry. He pulls a comb out of his suitcase, and fixed his hair. He shrugs on a sweatshirt, and we prepare to leave.
"Can I have a kiss?" he leaned in closer to me. His hand was on the door handle, and there's no way we would leave without a kiss. I move closer, and he places a hand on my waist. Our lips barely brush, before he applies pressure. I kiss back. He pulls me closer and I smile under his lips. He pulls away, and opens the door. We walk to the airport shuttle, and drive out to the airport. Avi laces his fingers with mine, and I rest my head on his shoulder. We get to the airport, and prepare to board our flight. I check my phone, and Mitch texted me. He said 'have fun with Avi'. I roll my eyes and board the plane. We take our seats, and he takes a hold of my hand. Within minutes of taking off, Avi and I were asleep.

"Prepare to land," an overly happy voice rings over the intercom. I shake Avi, and his eyes flutter open. He smiles, and pecks me gently on the lips. We get off the plane, and go get our bags. Avi gets the rental car, and we drive off to where we will be staying. It's a cute little apartment with one bedroom and bathroom, as well as a kitchen, living area with a fireplace, and a garage. We walk in, and it smells like vanilla and sugar. The room closest to the door is the living area. It has warm tan walls, with a red couch and a tv. The bedroom has French doors leading to it, the piping painted a dark brown. The room is a dark teal, with indigo bedding. The en suite bathroom has a large tub, with a shower, and two sinks. The kitchen is filled with some food, but we can still go out to eat. I plop down on the couch, and begin to scroll through the channels. Avi starts a fire in the wood burning fire place, and sits next to me. He kisses my neck, and moves hand to my inner thigh. I sigh, and his beard bristles against the soft skin on my neck.
"What happened to sight seeing?" his breath was hot against my skin.
"It's a little late for that," I laugh.
"Not to late for other things," he sucked down hard on my neck. I breathed a breathy sigh.
"I didn't shower today," I chuckle.
"Maybe we could take a bath together," his voice is breathy.
"Okay, go run the water." I go into the bedroom, and change into my silk robe. The water stops running, but Avi hollers for me to stay out. I cross my legs on the bed. Avi yells for me to come in. I open the door, and the lights are dimmed. Candles are sprawled all over the room. Rose petals are sprinkled in the floor. The tub has bubbles filled, and Avi smirks at me. I slowly take off my robe, and climb in. I sit across from him. I feel Avi's foot up my leg. I wade over the water and sit on lap. I run my hands over his chest. He scoops up my thighs and pulls me closer. I run my finger nails down his back, and he shudders. He licks my throat, and I shiver. He attaches his lips to my neck, and sucks down hard. I moan, and he sucks harder. I choose to get out, but tease him. I let my breasts hang near his face. His eyes follow my boobs. I tie my robe again, and go sit on the bed. Avi comes out in sweatpants. They hang low on his hips, and magnify his abs and his "v". He comes over. He kisses my jawline gently, and fiddles with the strings of my robe. He nibbles my ear, and begins to untie it. I slip my thumbs in the waistband elastic. I slip them down his legs, and lets leave what happened to the imagination.