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"Precisely." She kissed him on the cheek. "I love you."

He shifted uncomfortably. "Stop being so wimpy," he growled. "I love you too. And your husband is headed this way."

*****

They spent the eight-hour flight in the cabin of the private jet.

“The flight attendant knows what we are doing here.” She was sprawled on top of her husband’s chest, her chin propped on her folded hands.

“Do you care?” He shifted the lock of hair that had fallen onto her forehead so that he could get a better look at his beautiful bride.

He had hustled her into the luxurious cabin of the jet that had been generously offered by his dad as part of the honeymoon package. He was alone with her and that was what he had yearned for since the ceremony started.

“Not really.” She smiled at him mistily. “Remember the time we were coming back from Milan, after that fiasco we caused?”

One brow lifted. “You mean how incredibly rude you were to me?”

“Something like that. I did not like you," she reminded him. “And I was trying to figure a way out of the mess. And furious with myself. I was always so practical and sensible.”

“Perhaps I should call that jerk you were seeing and tell him thanks," he said teasingly.

She trailed a hand down his chest. Sometimes it was hard to believe that this was her life. That this beautiful man was hers.

Lifting her hand, she stared at the plain gold band on her finger. Their names were intertwined and engraved with the words: ‘Together forever.’ He had a matching ring on his ring finger as well.

“You could still wear the diamond," he suggested.

She shook her head. “I love this better. It means much more than the one your dad procured for me. This is from you and I will treasure it forever.”

“I want forever with you.” He caught her chin between his fingers. “A lifetime to lavish you with love.” Leaning forward, he brushed her lips with his.

“We will have it.” She was emotional and close to tears. “And this is just the beginning.”

He saw when she closed her eyes and swallowed.

“Again?”

“Hmm.”

“Shall we darling?”

“You are weird. Most men would shy away from their wives hurling, but you welcome it.”

“Everything. Through thick or thin, remember?” Swinging his legs off the bed, he bundled her in his arms and bore her off to the head.

*****

They explored Milan. He had spent most of his life there and knew all the good sites. Starting with the dazzling Duomo di Milano Cathedral, one of the largest cathedrals in the world. They went biking on several of the biking trails. At first, Jaylen had balked at the idea, but she had worn him down.

“I want to do everything and I am feeling fine," she insisted.

Surprisingly, though he was recognized, people left them alone. Even the paparazzi left them in peace. Aside from snapping pictures while they strolled through the Brera Botanical Garden, they were left alone and it felt wonderful. They walked hand in hand as they enjoyed the breathtaking beauty of nature.

They did the tour on Lake Cuomo making a day of it and afterwards, they topped it up with a typical Milan food tour.

He watched carefully as she insisted on trying everything. Panettone, Ossobuco and the Risotto Alla Milanese. They took the finger-licking sweet pizzas with them to finish off on the deck of their villa.

The weather was lovely and the view from where they were staying was spectacular. And best of all, they were with each other.

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