Author’s Note: I decided to make this a two shot for fun

Thank you to all my reviewers

Tony sat underneath the covers of the enormous bed in the hotel, wearing nothing but his boxers. He was flipping through the breakfast menu for the next day and listening to the sounds of the water cascading in the shower.

Michelle stood underneath the scorching water, trying to get the day, months, off of her. She knew this was crazy, they didn’t even have any clothes; they had to buy some at the shop downstairs. But she didn’t care, she felt happy for the first time in months.

Nothing had changed between them, their love, their passion, their purity. Neither had been with anyone since they parted, they only wanted each other, only needed to feel each other’s touch. They were each other’s salvation from the world. Still, she felt a rush of nervousness go through her body, not knowing why. She could feel the small shakes in her arms, down to her feet.

Tony watched her walk out of the bathroom in her nightgown. She looked unsteady, almost like she would fall any minute. She slowly walked over to him, arms across her chest and looking anywhere but at him.

He reached out and grabbed her arm.

“Come to bed” he said, opening up the covers for her to lay under with him.

She sat down beside him still looking unsure of herself.

“I don’t know why I’m acting like this, just nerves I guess” she blurted out.

“Do I make you feel nervous?”

“No… it’s not like that. It’s just I haven’t felt this happy in so long and now we’re here and…” she started to explain herself, but she was cut off by his lips on her cheek.

“Now we’re here and I want to make love to my wife” he said, letting the straps off her nightgown fall to her waist.

He kissed her softly, only just grazing her mouth; then slowly working his tongue over her bottom lip. She felt a rush of ecstasy and started kissing him with all the passion she had. He brought her down to the bed and slowly, achingly, started making love to her.

He looked in her deep brown eyes; they were clouded with lust and tears. He could sense that it was overwhelming to her, going from empty to complete in a matter of a day. She was starting to tremble at his touch. He placed his hands on her face and stopped their rhythm, wanting to give her body and heart a moment top process all the good that was coming back into their lives.

For a long time they just looked at one another, caressed each other’s face and kissed any spot that could be reached. He could feel her body start to melt into him, could feel her wanting. He lifted himself above her and continued, reaching down occasionally to feel her heart against his.

Afterwards they lay there, gazing at one another through sated eyes, laughing at nothing and talking about anything. It was a ritual for them, as sweet as their lovemaking was the afterglow was just as intense, just as passionate.

“I still can’t believe of all the places we could have gone you choose here.” He said with laughter in his tone.

“Why not, this is where you proposed to me.”

“Yeah but I mean we could have gone to Paris or Rome, not the little bed and breakfast we got stuck in when that rainstorm hit in Chicago.”

She laughed and remembered that night years ago. Tony had the whole night planned, take her to the beautiful restaurant, dance with her, then the romantic proposal he’d been thinking about for days. But the thunder had started and rain was pouring down, they had no choice but to pull over and wait out the storm.

They had lain down in the same bed they were in now. Every time the thunder hit the room lit up along with her eyes. Both felt an immense rush of fever hit them like a flash. They made love for the first time that night. He laid there; stroking her thigh, and slid the ring on her finger.

“Well that was the most romantic night of my life, it just seemed right” she said.

“Mmm, I think it’s perfect” he said, kissing her and getting ready to start his life again.