Something More Than Happily Ever After Maxerica

Date Night

Hi! Happy Wednesday, or whatever day you are going to be reading this.  Thanks for getting my book over the 280 views! I feel really bad that I didn't post all week, so this is going to be an extra long- as in double, chapter!  Enjoy!
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{Eighth day of the #Maxerica honeymoon! Sorry for the time skip last chapter!}
Maxon POV
Last night I did some major thinking.  I feel bad about the breakfast incident, yesterday morning, with me trying to make omelettes and failing, majorly.  To make it up to America, I have this really cute plan to ask America out on a fancy dinner date. Even though we were already going to go on a date on our honeymoon anyway.  It's just after 11:00 a.m. and America is upstairs getting ready to go out for lunch at a small diner. I just ran out and got a bouquet of blue roses, because America is too unique for red roses. Red roses are for boring people. I also got a couple of white roses to make a rose trail with petals. I quickly run upstairs, change into a suit, while America is in the shower. I go downstairs and shake the white roses, making a trail to the door. I dispose of the stems and get ready for America to walk out the door. She doesn't come out within 4 minutes. I unlock my phone and shoot her a text
Maxon: Hurry up or I'll leave you behind. JK! Just hurry up! 😊
America: Okay, Okay... Coming in a minute! 😘

America comes down the stairs and follows the white rose trail. There is only one word to describe America's outfit- cute. She is wearing a strapless romper that really shows off... um... her... um body. It is red with a white pattern that I think is called Aztec print... Well, anyways it has a thin brown braided leather belt and she has a red stained lily tucked behind her ear.
America POV
What in the world is happening? Why is there a trail of white rose petals leading to the door?  I walk down the stairs and along the petal trail, to the door. I open the door and standing there is Maxon. He is holding a bouquet of blue roses. I expect him to say something, but all he does is check my body out, like he wishes he could have me. "See something you like?" I ask smirking. But before Maxon could answer, I say, "There's no need to check out my hot body because, Newsflash; I belong to someone else!" I say laughing like a maniac.
Maxon responds, attempting to be serious, "And who is this guy? And is he incredibly hot and gorgeous?"
"Umm... Well, he is super hot and gorgeous and he is standing in front of me now," I say, giving him a sly grin.
"How do you feel about him?" Maxon asks me.
"Well..." America mumbles softly as we lean in and begin kissing, our lips moving perfectly together in sync. We break away from the kiss.

Maxon POV
That was cute and romantic the way America and I were talking. Now I need to get the guts to ask her out. "America Schreave, will you go on a date with me tonight?" I ask
"Maxon Schreave, I would love to go on a date with you tonight." Phew. Wait, why was I freaking out? I'm already married to America!
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America POV
Maxon and I are going on our dinner date at a restaurant called, The Renoir Restaurant.  We made our reservations for 7:30 p.m.  The Renoir Restaurant is filled with all of Reniors' ancient works of art.  So it is basically a museum mixed with a restaurant.  Maxon and I are really excited.  We have about 2 hours until we have to leave the house.  Right now we are going to get ready.  Maxon showers quickly and he starts getting ready.  I am just about to get in the shower, when I realize that I didn't pack any fancy outfits.  I go over to my suitcase and dig around.  After 15 minutes of digging, I find 3 fancy dresses in the bottom of my suitcase.  On top of the dresses is a crumpled note on a lice of yellow paper, that says,
'I thought you might want these!  I noticed you didn't bring any with you in your suitcase, so I had three new ones made for you to wear during your honeymoon with Maxon
-Anne'
I smile at the note.  Anne just gets me! She always remember things I forget! One of the dresses is a cocktail dress with long sleeves and it is navy blue with navy blue lace and sequins.  Another dress is kind of like a pink ombré sunset, low-key ball gown, with a gem covered band just below my rib cage.  The last dress is jet black, with little ruffles around the V cut neckline and the skirt ending a bit above my calves.  I decide I'm going to wear the navy blue cocktail dress.  Maxon approves of the dress and I get in the shower. 
Maxon POV
I knew something like this would happen with America.  She would forget a bunch of things and find them in the bottom of her suitcase. That's why I gave us an extra 30 minutes, just in case.
America POV
Maxon and I finished getting ready. I did my makeup a lot differently than normal. I used my liquid eyeliner to do  winged eyeliner- since I normally don't wear eyeliner and instead of my usual shimmery light brown eyeshadow, I did a dark smokey eye. I applied the pale rosey pink blush the same and I used a deep red lipstick, with a thin, sparkly layer of lipgloss. I normally just wear blush pink tinted lip balm. Maxon raises his eyebrows when he sees me. We couldn't help ourselves and moved our lips together.