Chapter 15

KEZIA SELECTED A DRESS OUT OF THE NEW CLOTHES for their dinner date. It was a royal blue velvet gown, the open slit on the long gown reached above her knee. Showing a sexy glimpse of her legs, encased in a sliver heels. The long dress clings to her curves, with its deep neckline accentuating her cleavage. Her boobs seems to be getting bigger, thanks to her pregnancy.

"Are you ready?" Henry ask glancing her way as he snaps on his cufflinks, looking dapper in his bespoke black Suit with a pristine white shirt underneath. He surveys her with appreciation, taking in how the dress clings to her body. She seems to get more beautiful every day; pregnancy really looks good on her. "You look lovely"

"Thank you darling. You are not looking bad yourself. I'm ready." Taking up the small purse on the made bed. "You have not told me where we are going"

"I know, but I'm sure you will love it. Let's go" Taking hold of her hands in his, leading her out of their room.

She could not hide her excitement as they drove out of their hotel into the night. One could not but fall in love with the beautiful city in the night. They soon arrived at their destination, it was a harbor. Henry helped her out of the car, leading her to the waiting yacht.

"We are having dinner on a yacht?" Wonder lacing her voice.

"Yes, we are. I hope you like it." As they walk to the waiting yacht.

"Welcome onboard your majesty" the waiting man on deck greeted them as the stepped in.

Kezia gasp with excitement seeing the settings. A romantic table set for two, with flower gracing the middle of the table, silverware neatly placed. A fruit wine in a small ice bucket beside it. In a corner of the yacht opposite them is a live band playing soft music to serenade the couple. "I love it, oh my this is incredible. Thank you. I love you" she mutters, brimming with what she feels for him. "You don't have to say anything," she whispered. "Just know that I love you."

The look in Henry's eyes was somehow both overjoyed and stricken.

She did not care that they have an audience as she raised her lips to his, planting a soft kiss on his. Henry was surprised by her open show of affection; he was even more surprised by her confession of love. Kezia truly wish he would respond to her confession of love, but she also knows better than to wish for such from him when he's not ready. She has all the time in the world, and she will wait till when he will tell her with words that he loves her. For now she will not let his lack of response dampen her joy.

"I'm glad you like it." Leading her to her seat.

"I love it. How did you pull this off?"

"That was the business I was sorting out this morning" he told her, taking the seat opposite her before signaling to the attendant.

"Really? And there I was feeling hurt that you were busy with work while we are on vacation" suddenly feeling mortified.

"It's alright. I'm not the easiest person to understand I know."

The grin on Kezia's face was permanent all through the night. It's been an incredible day for her; nothing can dampen the joy in her heart. She is certain that Henry will not go to all this length for her if he did not feel something for her. He may not have said he loves her back when she said it, but she is sure he truly cares. She dug into the Caribbean cuisine a delightful fusion of other types of food, including African. The grilled chicken made into delectable stew, with rice to go along with it. Ever since she's discovered about her pregnancy Kezia seems to be eating a lot. Something Henry pointed out with a chuckle.

"At this rate I hope I won't be the size of balloon by the time I starts to show."

"Don't worry I'm sure you will still be as beautiful as ever" Henry mutters, making Kezia to smile, but not meeting his gaze.

It was getting close to midnight when they got back to their room. She toed off her shoes the minute they entered the room. Her feet were killing her, but she has nobody to blame for it except herself. She was the one that drag Henry to dance with her. The music was just too good for it to waste. She winced as her feet sinks into the fluffy rug, crossing the room to the walk-in closet to drop her accessories. Kezia reach for her zip at the back of her dress but Henry beat her to it.

"Let me" coming to stand behind her.

"Okay" she mutters, allowing him. "I had a great time today, thank you darling" catching his gaze across the full length mirror "You have nothing to thank me for" he whispers, pressing a soft kiss on her nape, causing her to moan in appreciation. Henry is a master of pleasure, and he is getting to know her body far too well. He can bring her to the edge in moments without even trying so hard. A simple touch or kiss will do, and she will be hovering at the edge of pleasure. She's already feeling the heat of his touch on her bare back. She sagged against him, resting on his hard chest. His hands moved to her midriff locking her close, as he continues to trail kisses from her nape to her ears.

"We need to get you off your feet, you need to rest" he whispers. He disengaged slowly from her despite her protest. "Will run you a warm bath" easing out of his jacket. He removed his cufflinks, rolling his sleeves up, before padding shoeless to the bathroom, leaving her to finish removing her cloths.

Kezia discarded her clothes leaving her in the sheer black lace bra and pant. She bite her lip, shifting from one feet to the other before taking the bold step, deciding to join him in the bathroom where he was busy making the warm bath for her. She has never done something so bold in her life like this seducing a man, but this is not just any man, this is her husband and she will not be the subdue innocent wife in this marriage.

She stepped in as Henry lit the scented candles around the marble bath top. She didn't even bother to ask him how he always manage to get things right. It's like he has a magic wand and everything falls in place.

"Hey. I'm just about done. But you can step in anyway—" he stop short at the sight of Kezia. He could not take his eyes off her. He was trying to do the right thing by staying away from her tonight. He did not want to appear like he can't keep his hands to himself where she's concerned, which was actually the case with him.

Henry can't seem to get enough of her, which does not make sense to him. It's not a good thing for him; the last time he was into a woman like this he regretted it. This time it's even worse, he just want to make her happy all the time. He enjoys the way her eyes lit up anytime he does something for her. Making love to her is simply beyond what he has ever experienced in his life and he's had his share of women but there's something about her, something he can't put his finger on. Maybe it's her innocence, or the fact that she's so beautiful and she's not even aware of it. Kezia even glow differently now that she's even pregnant, her breast fills out. The thought and the sight of it now in full display is making him lose the grip he thought he had.

"I want you to join me." She quickly said, before losing her nerve. She hope she's clear enough in her blatant invitation. "I'm not that tired, besides you need to relax too" she added, seeing how he was staring at her with his brow drawn together as if he's contemplating it.

"I don't want to pressurize you or anything, but fine I will." What the heck, he thought; he's on his honeymoon after all.

She smiles at him demurely as she removes the last stitch of clothing on her, stepping into the bath sighing softly as the warm water touches her skin.

Henry didn't waste time, promptly discarding his clothes, stepping into the bath after her. He draw her into his arms, her back resting on his front and began to lather her body, starting at her back, and working his way downwards. Then, he gave his attention to her stomach, her breasts, and the special place beneath her legs. She leaned back against him as his fingers close to the part of her anatomy that Henry knows drives her wild, then his hand move away, teasing her. He pressed a moist kiss to her neck, running his hands through her hair as he does. Kezia moaned with pleasure, as sensual heat courses through her body.

He knows the right places to touch to get her all putty in his hands. Spending time lavishly loving her. By the time he carried her back to the room, she was too weak to even move a bone. She curled up into his arms, letting the rhythmic beat of his heart sooths her to sleep.

Kezia thought she heard a whimper, and then it turned to a groan, causing her to flick her eyes open. It was still pretty much dark, she flick on her bed side lamp casting the room in a glow. She noticed the sound was coming from Henry who was muttering in his sleep. He looks like he's in pain, she gently nudges him awake.

"Henry, wake up"

He slowly opens his eyes, questioning look fills it.

"You were having a nightmare, I guess. So I woke you up" she explains, laying her palm on his chest.

"Oh I'm sorry I woke you up" he mutters in a gruff voice, drawing her into his arms.

"It's alright. Do you want to talk about it?" Kezia asked gently, gazing up at him.

He hesitated at first, and then he found himself telling her about his dream. "It's not really a dream; it's more of what I went through while in the military. I keep relieving the ambush that claim the lives of my team. So much blood everywhere, I don't understand how I'm still alive with just a bullet scar. I should have seen the attack coming but instead—" he sighs "Never mind, I don't want to bore you with my past. It does not matter anymore"

"It's okay. Is that how you got this mark on your shoulder" touching a bullet wound on his upper arm.

"Yes."

"If you are still having nightmare about it, it means you are blaming yourself for what happened. I don't think you are the type that loses sight or concentration easily. Don't let the guilt way you down, let it go."

"Thank you" he mutters, pressing a kiss on her head.

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Kezia stirred to wakefulness, she smiles at the sight that greeted her as her eyes adjusted— Entwined in Henry's arms, he looks so relaxed and peaceful in his sleep. A glance at her mobile phone on the side table shows it's just past eight in the morning. They pretty much worn each other out. Her face warmed up at the thought of the things he did to her. She disentangled her limbs from his, causing him to turn his back to her. She release a silent gasp when she saw the marks she left on his back. Kezia groans with embarrassment.

Kezia slips out of the bed with stealth, slipping on her robe before making her way to the bathroom. A glance at the mirror shows how thorough Henry was with her as well, as she discarded her nightwear. Turning this way and that way to get a better look at herself, but the most evident traces of his existence were on her body. Her lips were slightly bruised and chafed from the ardency of his kisses. Her breast were a bit sore also, though she can't say if it's the pregnancy that caused it or it's due to the attention Henry put on it. She can still smell him on herself. A sense of pride fills Kezia as she thought of the exact moment that Henry let go, not holding back with her.

She was more grateful that he shared a part of him with her last night. What he told her made her to realize how much the guilt of his past ways on him, Kezia determined to help him in any way she can.