Epilogue

Laura woke to the sunlight streaming through the bedroom windows. Stretching her body with catlike grace, she rolled over in search of Remington, only to find a pair of bright blue eyes assessing her with amusement from where he stood across the room.

"Mornin', love" he greeted her. A smile lit her face a she rolled to her stomach and she lay the side of her head on crossed arms so that she could watch him.

"Mmmmm," was her only reply to his greeting.

He was already showered and dressed, grabbing clothes out of drawers and closets and dumping them in suitcases. Passing the bed, he reached out and smacked her bare fanny a couple of times. Laura, once more draped in his pajama top, sat up and pulled her knees up to her chest.

"Really Laura, I never knew you were so lazy, sleeping away the day like this," he teased. "You really better get a move on. Our plane leaves in two hours."

"Where are we going?" she asked, realizing he had never told her.

"All in due time Laura, all in due time," he smiled in return.

Laura swung her legs over the side of the bed` and got out, heading to the bathroom.

Absolutely ravishing he thought, watching her. He took a couple quick steps towards her, cutting off her path to the bathroom, and grabbing her around the waist drew her tight against him. Leaning down, he kissed her on the lips.

"Mornin', love," he repeated.

"Good Morning, Rem," she replied smiling up at him impishly, then began rubbing herself against him. His body immediately hardened at her antics. Picking her up, he set her away from him, boldly admiring the view. Lifting up her hand, he ran his lips across her knuckles.

"Oh, no you don't, Mrs. Steele," he admonished her playfully, "Your delicious plans will make us late for the flight. Go get ready, while I finish packing."

Laura laughed, then with a flip of her head, sauntered to the bathroom to take a shower, completing the task in record time. Stepping out of the shower with a smile on her face, she wiped down her body quickly with the towel laid across the warmer, then boldly walked out of the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on. Moving to the suitcase to pluck out an outfit for the trip, Laura silently laughed with pleasure as Remington caught sight of her and she watched his eyes darken with desire.

Unable to resist the luscious little body belonging to the woman intent on luring him into a morning tryst, he moved to her and folded her in his arms as his head dropped so that his lips could claim hers. Bending his knees, an arm swept under her legs and he carried her back to their bed. After laying her down upon it, he began to rapidly divest himself of his clothing before climbing onto the bed beside her.

"Well, I suppose we can always catch a later flight," he mumbled, as his lips descended to take possession of hers again. She laughed softly against his lips, then reached up her hand to brush that unruly lock of hair off his forehead.

"Mr. Steele, I think that is one of the best ideas you've ever had," she whispered huskily against his mouth, as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled his body down to press against her own.


Five hours later, Remington and Laura stood on the stern of a ferry that was crossing crystal clear, blue waters. An arm was anchored on either side of her, as Remington leaned against the railing, keeping Laura tucked between him and it, his chin leaning comfortably on one of her shoulders. The gentle winds coming off the water ruffled his hair while showering them with a fine mist of salty water. He wanted to keep her close, so he could feel as well as see her reaction, when the ferry took its final turn.

He felt Laura's body suddenly lean forward, heard her gasp of pleasure as the stunning view of the Calderas came into sight. "Greece," she murmured almost reverently. "I can't believe you brought me to Greece." He nodded his head against her shoulder where it rested.

"This is more than a country to me, Laura," he told her quietly. "Which is why I've never brought anyone here before now." She turned herself around in the narrow confines of his arms and the railing so she could look at him.

"What do you mean?" she asked, tilting her head to the side, her eyes filled with open curiosity.

"It's family, Laura. The only place, other than you, that I've ever considered home." Her breath caught and a palm flattened against his chest as the realization struck her.

"Marcos," she said almost reverently, drawing a wide grin from him.

"Yes, and Elena, as well. Not to mention… well, you'll see. They'll all be descending upon the house the moment they hear the news," he laughed.

"What news?" she asked with another tilt of her head.

"Oh," he said casually, "that Xenos has returned home with the woman he hopes to spend the rest of his life with." Laura's eyes widened at his words.

"Do you mean that?" she asked in a dazed voice. Turning her back around, so that she wouldn't miss the stunning view before them, he nuzzled his cheek against the side of her head.

"I told you the day we wed that I intended us to be the happiest married couple in America, love. Now all I have to do is convince you of that." Brushing her hair aside, he placed a tender kiss on her neck.

Laura closed her eyes, her teeth gently nipping at her bottom lip, before she opened her eyes again to find the hand of the man she'd tried to run from for years. Wrapping his arm around her, she tucked herself close to his body, and said a prayer of thanksgiving that she'd finally realized it was time to stop running and start holding still, because as convoluted as their romance had been to date, it had certainly been one adventure after another. As the Calderas loomed closer before them, she couldn't help but wonder what came next.

(TBC in Be Steele My Heart - Part II of the Be Steele series)