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Chapter 11: Happiness

I was tired as hell from all the activities Alfie dragged me in but all I could focus on was how happy I was. The resort is beautiful, there's a ring gleaming on my left hand ring-finger and I'm with the man I love.

I caught myself smiling as Alfie threw towels at me. How romantic of him. I got up to give him a peck on the lips. I was about to turn away until he pulled me back and said, "Let's shower first." with a wink.

"Looks like you have something in mind mister." I replied with a giggle.

"I do." He replied walking to the bathroom with a hand on my ass.

We showered together, of course. Never have I ever spend 3 hours in a tub.

I pushed Alfie out of the tub. "Tell Alfie Marshall he can get some later tonight." I winked. He laughed and shook his head as he walked to the sink to brush his teeth, "You're something else babe."

"But you love me!"

"Yes, I do." He responded looking in the mirror at me with his mouth full of toothpaste.

I washed myself up and only lingerie. I just got from Victoria's Secret. It's black, and lacey. Of course.

The sight of the sea from the balcony was an calming influence on me. No worries of the supernatural world were going to invade this. This was my time, and the two of us are going to enjoy each other's company for a blissfully peaceful week.

"What are you thinking about?" Alfie asked, causing me to turn around.

He'd just showered, he had a towel wrapped around his waist and was using the hand towel to dry his hair. There was a small smile lighting his face, a sight which warmed my heart.

"Not much. Just about this honeymoon," I said, grinning at him.

He moved to stand behind me, resting his hands on the railing and placing his chin on my shoulder. He was silent for a few moments, looking out across the sea with me.

"It's beautiful," I said after a few moments, the sun casting a beautiful sparkling effect over the water.

"Not as beautiful as you," Alfie mumbled.

I chuckled, shaking my head slightly and turning around to face him. He kept his hands on the railing so that my face were only a small distance away from one another.

"That was really sappy." I mock scolded him, rolling my eyes for effect.

Alfie beamed at me though.

"Felisha." he said, tilting his head slightly, "You've made me the luckiest guy alive. I couldn't have asked for a more badass, sweet girl like you."

I felt a slight blush rising up my cheeks, but before I could think of a response his lips had crashed against mine. His arms wound themselves around my back and I hastily moved my hands to the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair as the kiss deepened.

I was so swept up in the romance of it all I forgot about the blush. We were lost in the moment.

"I will love you for the rest of my life, Mrs Marshall,"Alfie assured me when the two of us finally pulled apart.

"And I love you, too, Mr Marshall," I said, grinning at him before pulling him into another kiss.