My beautiful wife of ten years was sprawled out on the
king-sized bed in our hotel suite in Napa Valley. She was gloriously naked, her
tanned skin in contrast to the crisp white sheets of the bed. Our need for each
other had exploded to an almost insurmountable level.
I had wanted to take her on another whirlwind tour of
Europe, but learning from our honeymoon, it was more of a hassle than relaxing.
I decided on staying at Meadowood. Jasper was the one to suggest it since he
brought Alice there for their re-anniversary, the day celebrating her decision
to give him a second chance. We needed to reconnect and traveling for six weeks
was not the most romantic, or feasible way to do that. Choosing a high-end,
exclusive resort was my brilliant idea for the first week of our anniversary
trip. For the second week, our children were coming up with Rose and Emmett to
go to Disney Land.
Not to mention all of the other important people in our
lives. Bella didn’t know that.
Our most recent trip to Seattle was cut short due some
mechanical malfunction down on the island. We both had to fly back to put out
some pretty significant fires. The visits with our Seattle family were not
fulfilled and I wanted to give that back to my wife. She’d given up so much for
me and for our life. The least I could do was give her the world, or in this
case, our friends and family.
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