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

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It had been a phenomenal ceremony 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

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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

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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."

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"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."

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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."