freshoffthefarm | [Honeymoon] ... I'm on a boat, and in a hotel.

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[Honeymoon] ... I'm on a boat, and in a hotel.

It had been a phenomenal ceremoney and a breathtaking reception. Rather, both receptions had been incredible, and as Annie slid into bed at Manderly at three in the morning after making sure that the guest house was clear of everyone except her and Webb, she felt that having been up for twenty-one hours had been more exhausting this time than for anything she'd done before.

Like Auggie had said: the op of a lifetime.

She and her new husband were scheduled to leave on a noon flight to London and from there, start their cruise to Greece. Ten days on a boat for her, followed by a week in a hotel in the Cyclades for him.

Santorini. The water was blue, the sand was white and their hotel put the word luxury to shame. Their balcony had a pool, their pool had a view-- actually, their everything had a view and there was really no reason at all to leave the room. Between room service and the masseuse that came to them, Annie and Webb were in heaven.

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Webb couldn't be happier. He finally married Annie, in front of his family and friends. Like Annie, he was completely exhausted after the ceremony and two receptions, but he was oddly excited to be taking a trip for pleasure in a country he'd never done work in. Granted, there were still two agency employees who had to accompany them and as long as the global intelligence community didn't blow up over the next three weeks, it should be an uninterrupted vacation.

During his week on the boat, Webb kept track of how many different bathing suits Annie had packed. His favorite was the new one, which he was sure she bought more for him than her.

The hotel they selected for after the cruise was even more amazing than Clay could have imagined. Clear views of the ocean from everywhere. If he didn't have Manderly to retire to, this place would be a close second.

Today he decided to sit outside near the pool and just look out at the water. It was one of the few times in his life he felt completely relaxed and he had no one to blame for it but Annie.

The first two suits that Annie had packed had been more for the boat. Something to wear around and to lounge in, respectively. It wasn't until they'd gotten to Santorini did she break out the third one and that one she had bought with Clay in mind.

It was red and gorgeous and she knew full well that he'd appreciate every since inch of her tanned skin in it.

She was wearing that and nothing else when she joined him on their balcony for the morning, unable to resist slipping into his lap. Yes, there was another chair right there for her, but holding her mimosa - mmm, champagne and orange juice for breakfast - and wearing bright red? She knew she looked irresistible.

"Good morning."

"Good Morning."

Clay's smile was involuntary. He'd never been happier than he was on this trip. Annie's suntan and the suit did nothing to make his mood anything less than fantastic.

"It's really beautiful out here."

She wanted to believe that his compliment to the view included her, so she didn't say anything about it. Instead, she just turned and took in the view, a deep breath coming and going along with a nod.

"I'm so glad that we're here," she said, finally slipping off his lap and onto the edge of his chair. "Being alone with you for all this time has only reminded me that I totally took all our time together for granted and if you ever thought I took you for granted, then I'm sorry."

She rested her head against his shoulder. "You're amazing and I'm the luckiest woman alive."

His evaluation of the view did include Annie, there was no question about that.

"I don't think you've ever taken me for granted."

He could agree that she was a lucky woman, as long as she agreed he was the luckiest man alive.

"I'm glad."

She shifted just a little, her exhalation of breath a happy sigh. "Going back after this is going to be torture. Can't we just stay here forever?"

"I wish we could, but we have that whole God and Country thing waiting when we get back. Greater good, blah, blah, blah."

Right now though, he was content to ignore all of that, and his expression conveyed the same sentiment. Right now all that mattered was spending the rest of his honeymoon in secluded bliss with his wife.

"Always the greater good, which is what I'd expect from you. My perfect, patriotic husband."

She leaned over and kissed him slowly, hands moving up to cup his face as she took her time making sure he enjoyed it as much as she was. When it ended, she sighed against his mouth and smiled. "I love everything about you."

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Clay knew he was far from perfect, but right now he was going to stick with Annie's opinion of him.

"I love everything about you too, especially that suit."

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"I bought it just for this trip, especially because I know how much you appreciate the color red when it's on me," she murmured against his jaw, her lips teasing along the line there.

When she got to his earlobe, she nipped gently. Her plan had been to let him focus on the view while she took a morning swim, but she was easily distracted.

He was very happy their hotel room was as secluded as it was. He didn't have to worry about anything aside from not being so loud the men down the hall heard them. Luckily, their room didn't have quite the outdoor area his and Annie's did.

"Were you planning on being productive out here?"

"That really depends on your definition of productive." Her mouth continued its path, this time down his neck, her tongue tracing a small circle that she sucked on lightly before she hummed her happiness for him to hear. "I was going to go swimming, but if you had other ideas, I'm open to them."

"I didn't before, but I do now."

He put his arms around Annie's waist, actually the slightest bit upset that he wasn't going to get to see this suit in the pool.

Once he'd reached for her, Annie saw no reason not to slide back into his lap, this time straddling it carefully. "I'm so glad that you're the creative type."

It was all she said before her hands and mouth went to work to make sure that everything went well, and she started with untying her bikini top.

"Only when I'm relaxed. Imagine what you have to look forward to when I finally retire."

He did manage to watch Annie untie her top out of the corner of his eye.

"Once you're retired, all I'm going to do is take advantage of you."

It was said reverently as she moved over him, undoing his shorts just enough so that she could make things easier between the two of them. She didn't plan on removing her bikini bottoms, either, just moving them to the side.

After everything was situated, she eased over him and bit her lip. "Ready?"

"Something to look forward to." Clay was being completely serious.

At this moment, the only view he was concerned with was the one he had of Annie.

"mmhmm, ready," he acknowledged.

Once she had his okay, she slid down on him and waited. "You really are perfect."

It was obvious, at least to her, what she meant and she used her hold on the back of his chair to steady herself as she began to move. Slowly at first, but she kept up a comfortable pace. Her soft sighs and quiet murmurs told him just how much she loved what he did for her and she finally dropped her head forward to kiss him again.

While Annie was moving Clay decided he was going to enjoy the view that had absolutely nothing to do with Greece.

He returned her kiss, and managed to whisper just how much he loved her.

After, Annie sat slumped over him, her breathing a little more ragged than usual and her hair no longer up in the clip that she'd been wearing to hold it.

It took her a moment to recover, but a smile finally curved her lips and she murmured a response against the underside of his ear. "I love you, too, by the way. In case it got lost somewhere in the moans and whimpers."

"I think I managed to figure it out," he said with a smile.

He did manage to move over and give Annie a little extra room in his deck chair, not really ready to let her go just yet.

"I guess the sun makes me adventurous."

It took her an extra moment of adjusting once she removed herself from him, sliding the bottoms of her bikini back into place and then finding her top to put it back on.

Once they were both dressed - more or less - again, she sighed as she stretched next to him. "The sun is going to give you a burn. Wearing sunscreen?"

"I am."

Clay looked Annie over at once amazed at how well she tans and the fact that red could look even better on her.

"If I wasn't I'd be as red as your suit."

It was because she tanned so well that her suit looked as good on her as it did. Still, she tilted her face up to his jaw and kissed there again.

"I'll never get tired of this. You." She nuzzled him again, then swung her legs over the side of the chair. "But you've made me hot, so I'm going over there..."

She pointed toward the pool with an excited look on her face. Or, it would have been excited except for the lazy exhaustion that had set in after morning sex.

Going back to reality was going to be truly terrible.

"I'm going to go back to enjoying the view."

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