When you tell the world you're mine

Chapter 36: Bésame

They were back at the hotel an hour later. They had called their families to wish them a happy new year and turned off their phones for the rest of the night. When they entered their room, Carol was surprised to see it was all candle lit, with red roses everywhere. They had chocolates and champagne and other things to snack. She put her hands on her mouth to see what Harry had done for her. She looked behind her and he had his hands casually on his pockets. He smiled and she went to him.

"Why did you do all of this?" she whispered and looking around this romantic setting once again.

"Because I want only the best for my girl." he answered simply and caressed her face.

"It's too much, Henry. You didn't have to do all of this, you didn't have to spend your money on this trip. I'd be happy even if we were in pajamas watching TV." she looked at him concerned.

"I know I didn't have to. And I said already a couple of times that I wanted to do all of this for you. You deserve to be treated like this, Carol. And the fact that you'd be happy with pajamas and TV is one of the many reasons why I fell for you. I know you're not a bedazzled person." he answered her.

"I don't think I'm worth all of this." she said shyly and his hand got hers before he kissed her palm.

"That's where we beg to differ. You're worth way more than just this." he said and walked to the table and served their glasses of champagne. He gave her one and said: "To you, to us. To a new year full of happiness and great memories."

They drank the first sip and she was again looking around. The roses were giving the room a great smell and it all was so romantic that she was getting emotional, again. She smiled and looked at him. They both had already taken off the heavier parts of their clothing.

"I..." she said and stopped, then took another sip of her champagne and started again. "I want to do something."

"Anything. But what is it?" he asked curiously.

"Wait for me here. Ok?" she said and shyly smooched him before opening the wardrobe's door and getting her luggage out of it and locking herself in the bathroom.

He simply waited for her by the table admiring their room's view of the fjord.

She fidgeted over the idea for a couple of minutes before going her heart's way. If he had gone out of his way to make all of this for her, she could thank him properly. She opened her bag and took a white negligee that she saw on one of the stores while he got their car. She didn't think she'd use it – not on this trip, anyway – but now she couldn't find any reason to why not. She changed quickly, retouched the light make up she was wearing and combed her hair again. She thought she was silly by doing it, Harry already saw her body, he already knew it. But she couldn't lie and say she didn't like the way his eyes burnt with passion whenever she undressed for him. She took several deep breaths before opening the door. She was thankful he had his back turned to her, she was shy and acting like a virgin in front of this man that knew all of the keys from her body. She adjusted the negligee on her body and walked up to him. She embraced him from behind and he immediately looked for her hands to kiss it before turning around and seeing her.

He studied her body and she was so self conscious at this moment which showed when she bit her lips and had her eyes to the floor. He loved the way the white silk and lace covered her body but didn't leave much to imagination. He loved how it made her breasts look bigger and how the small panties she was wearing made her legs be wider and her butt hotter. He gulped before putting his index finger under her chin and lifting it up. He wanted to see her eyes. He wanted to make sure she wasn't doing this because she thought he was wanting something in return from the trip. He wasn't.