Red Dawn - Book 6

Chapter 7

I was greatly amused as I sank into the warm soothing waters of the jacuzzi. I had never been so relaxed in my life, except in a bath tub - which is what this reminded me of. The only difference was the water didn't smell as good as my bath water did when I put my bubbles and oils in it.

When Nic settled into the waters with me he pulled me against his chest, wrapping his arms securely around me. This is what I liked, his arms around me. It made all the stress in my life disappear for the time being.

"So I was thinking, maybe we could keep on the hired help. You were right," I said as I slipped from his grip and turned around to straddle his lap. "This time right now is our honeymoon. That means the responsibilities of our lives don't exist until it's over."

Nic placed his hands on my waist as I put my arms over his shoulders. "So what are you saying?" His voice sounding seductive.

Biting my lips I looked into his eyes. Very slowly I moved my index finger to trace a line from his sternum and down his chest. "I'm saying this." Very carefully I moved my lips towards his, leaving a small space. I could feel his breath on my lips. This brought an intense feeling of butterflies in my stomach.

Our lips hovered like this for seconds before I couldn't take it anymore. With much heated passion I forced my lips onto his.

Sometime during our kissing Nic rose to his feet, lifting me with him. He stepped out of the jacuzzi and carried me out to the back of the boat where we had sat before we went for a swim.

As he carefully laid me on my back I opened my eyes and glanced at the beautiful sky. The sun was setting and it was beginning to grow dark. It was a romantic view to see, the pinks, oranges, purples and reds swirling together to create the ceiling of the earth.

"I love you Renesmee." Nic said as he moved his lips back to mine.

"I love you too," I murmered just before our lips met.

His hands began exploring my body, touching all the right places. As his fingers ran up the inner part of my thighs my back arced slightly, bowing up towards him. The way his touch made me feel was beyond words.

I wanted him. I ached for him as much as I did the time we made love before. The passion, heat and bliss I felt when I was entwined with him was so strong, so powerful. It shocked me that one body was able to contain it.

"I want you so badly, Renesmee," Nic crooned sweetly in my ear.

Very carefully he moved to take off my bikini bottoms. In the next minute I was bare for him. Then he was hovering over me, as bare as I was. When we connected I instantly felt the sweet pressure of the inevitable bliss begin to grow.

Our bodies moved, intimately, in sync under the setting sky. It was a slow but passion dance of love making that ending with us crying out from the ecstacy it brought us as we fell together over the edge.

After my heart stopped pounding in my chest and I was able to regain my breath I rose to my feet and slipped back into the pool room to grab the robes that hung on the wall. I put mine on and returned back to Nic where I handed him his.

I could've easily redressed in my swimsuit but I didn't feel the need nor did I want to. Though there was one thing I wanted, now that I thought about it.

"Let's go and see what we can find in the kitchen," suggested as my stomach began to growl.

I watched Nic get to his feet and pull his robe on over his beautiful body. After he tied the sash he wrapped his arm around my waist and led me back towards the pool room. As we entered into the kitchen I sat down on a stool at the counter and listened as Nic began an animated conversation with the head cook.

I didn't really listen as my attention was stolen by the picture that stared at me from across the hall in the dining room. It was a large portrait of Anne, Charles and Nicholi. In that very moment I had the strongest urge to call my parents and see how they were doing.

"Renesmee, what would you like to eat, love," Nic asked as he joined my side.

"Don't you already have a menu made up?" I asked, curiously.

He nodded his head. "Yes, but, I have talked to the cooks and they will cook whatever you want."

"You don't have to do that, Nic."

He cupped my cheek in his hand before bringing his lips down to mine. "I don't but I want to. So," he took a seat on the stool beside mine and looked at me with a large grin on his face, "What would you like to eat."

I couldn't help but smile as I looked into his gorgeous eyes and his charming grin. He was beautiful, handsome.

"Chinese food, I would very much enjoy the usual."

Nic smiled before he beckoned the head chef over to us. "We would appreaciate it greatly if you could cook up some Chinese food."

"What dishes would you like, sir?"

"I am having whatever my lovely wife is having. She would like Chow Mein, black pepper chicken, jalapeno chicken, white rice and orange chicken."

"Might I suggest cracking open a bottle of 1945 Domaine de la Romanee Conti, sir?" The Chef added.

Nic glanced once in my direction and smiled. "That is a wonderful idea, thank you."

When the chef had began cooking Nic and I moved into the sitting room which gave a beautiful view of the island through the large bay windows.

"Domaine de la Romanee Conti? What exactly is that?" I asked as Nic pulled me onto his lap.

"It's a Pinot Noir."

"A what?"

"It's a very good wine."

My eyes widened at his words. Me drinking wine? Was I technically even allowed to do such things? Law was that you had to be 21 but in reality I was barely on this world for 2 years.

"I have never drank before."

Nic laced his fingers through mine and brought my hand to his lips where he began brushing kisses along each knuckle.

"There is a first time for everything."

Then his lips were on mine again. I loved the feeling of his lips. Our lips moved in sync for several seconds before I leaned away and looked into his eyes.

"I'm never going to get enough of you." I said as I cradled his face between my hands.

He chuckled, "Lucky for us, we have forever."

"Lucky." I agreed before pulling his lips back to mine.

We jumped apart as a series of booms started going off. Turning to look out the large bay window we saw fireworks exploding in the sky. The colors were fascinating as they burst into their blooming design.

The clearing of his throat called our attention to the presence in the room. It was our butler.

"Dinner is ready." He said before giving a respective bow.

The second he said dinner I was on my feet. I didn't need to be told twice. The only other thing I ate today had been breakfast. But even then I didn't get my fill. Before I even reached the dining room I could already smell the savory scent of our meal.

I took a seat at the table and waited for Nic to sit. When we were properly tucked in the butler pushed a cart laden with several dishes over to us and began filling our plates. The first thing I dug into was the chow mein. The noodles were so juicy and perfectly tender.

"Wine, Mr. Cromwell?" The butler said as he formally offered the bottle of wine. The kneck of it rested on his wrist.

Nic gave a slight nodd as he began working on the black pepper chicken. The butler filled his wine glass and then mine before he left the room, taking the cart with him.

I stared at the glass of wine as I ate my food. I couldn't deny my curiosity. I wondered how it tasted, what it was like to drink.

"You can have a sip, Renesmee. Nothing bad is going to happen." Nic said as he lifted his glass to his lips. "It's good," he added as he smacked his lips together.

I stared at my glass for a few more seconds before my curiosity got the best of me. I reached out for my glass and lifted it to my nose where I sniffed. I winced slightly as a strong burning smell filled my nose only relax once the scent changed to a sweet fruity scent.

Moving the glass to my lips I let them part slightly to allow some of the wine to pass into my mouth. My reaction was the same as when I had sniffed it. I winced at first to the strong burn that slightly annoyed my taste buds only to have them praise the sweetness that replaced it.

"You are right, this is good." I said before I lifted the glass back to my lips and drained it.

"Have another glass, but drink it slowly. Wine is one of those great things that you should have in moderate." He said before he got to his feet. "I'm going to go and talk to the chefs about dessert and breakfast. I will be back." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine briefly and then left the room.

I reached across the table for the bottle of wine that sat in the ice bucket. I filled my glass once more and drained it just as quickly. This stuff was so good in a complex way. I hated the first taste but I craved and welcomed the after taste that followed.

Then I poured another glass and another, until there was no more to pour. Once I finished the last glass and set it down I started to feel something happening to me. The room began to spin and my head felt light.

What was happening to me?

"So for breakfast the chef is making omeletes and hashbrowns..." Nic said as he entered the room.

I wanted to turn my head to look at him but my body wouldn't obey any command it gave to me. I couldn't even move my mouth to speak.

"Renesmee?" He called as he joined my side.

I was slouched in my chair, my head tilted backwards so I was forced to stare at the ceiling. I heard Nic pick up the wine bottle and then set it down.

"Did you drink all this?" He asked me.

I wanted to tell him yes but my lips didn't want to move right now.

He left the room and then returned seconds later and placed what felt like a wet wash cloth on my forehead. This felt good.

"Renesmee, love, I told you to only have one glass. Wine has alcohol in it meaning it can get you drunk. Since we are part vampire it reacts the same way a human does to vodka. It sneaks up on you."

Oh no, I was drunk! What would my parents think?!

"I think it's time to get you to bed." Nic said as he pulled my chair out and lifted me into his arms.

I felt myself being carried down the hall. Then I was being laid on something soft, our bed. The last thing I remembered was Nic telling me to sleep before I blacked out.

When I woke up the sun was peering through our baclony doors. For the slightest moment I didn't remember what happened until I moved to sit up in the bed. It was like a wave of vertigo hit me and I collasped back onto the pillows, the room spinning around me.

"Renesmee?" Nic called as he entered from the bathroom carrying a small white bottle and a glass of water.

He took a seat on the edge of the bed, sitting the water and bottle on the end table, and helped me up into a sitting position.

"How do you feel?" He asked me as he pushed my hair out of my face.

I turned my head to look around the room only to force my eyes shut so it would stop spinning.

"Yeah, you are hungover." He chuckled.

"How?"

"You drank an entire bottle of wine, Renesmee. Next time, only one glass or no more than two."

I groaned as I let my head slump back against the wall. "I'm never drinking again."

Nice rose to his feet and went into the bathroom. I heard the water run for a few seconds before he returned carrying a damp wash cloth.

"Uh, I'm not sure if this will work for you but when humans have hangovers they take a few asprin." He handed me the wash cloth which I put to my forehead before he picked up the bottle of asprin.

"They won't work, my body will burn it off before it even reaches my blood stream." I remembered hearing my grandfather Carlisle talking about that while I was still in my mothers womb. I didn't understand what they meant at the time but as I got older and grew wiser in my knowledge it made sense.

And I was part vampire so I guessed things worked the same for me too.

"Maybe a dip in the jacuzzi after breakfast?" he suggested.

I gave my head a weak nod. "Definitely the jacuzzi. Or maybe the sauna. Maybe I could sweat this away."

Nic climbed into bed beside me and pulled me into his arms before he began running his fingers through my hair. "I don't think it works like that. You just need to let it run it's course."

"The course sucks." I whined as I fisted the front of his shirt. I groaned really loud, "Ugh! I'm so miserable. I don't like this!"

Nic pressed his lips to my forehead. "You will be fine, just rest your head. The chefs are cooking breakfast and then we will eat and then relax in the jacuzzi until you feel better."

I nodded my head before nuzzling against his chest. "Rest. Right." I rolled my eyes before I closed them again. This was so romantic...