Carlos led me back to limo, but instead of taking us back to the apartment we were driven to a small airstrip.

Chapter 13

There was a sleek black jet waiting for us. I think my mouth dropped open. Carlos leaned over to close my mouth.

"Is that yours." I managed to squeak out.

"It belongs to Rangeman. We can't travel with our weapons on the airlines, and we have to go through a ton of red tape when we transport fugitives. This way we don't have to worry about either. We had a high profile client, and he gave us this as payment."

"How long have you had it?" I wondered out loud.

"Only a few months. There is no way I would have let you go after Singh without Tank if I had the jet."

I smiled up at my husband. Yes my husband. I remember when just thinking about getting married again would make me break out in hives. Of course I had never thought I'd have my own Cuban sex god.

The pilot was waiting for us when we entered the plane. "Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Manoso."

"Stephanie this Bird, Bird my wife Stephanie." Carlos made introductions.

Bird of course fit the Merry Men profile. He reminded me of Don Johnson, except he was 6'2'' and had muscles on top of muscles.

"Pleased to meet you Stephanie" He said while kissing my hand. Carlos growled at him.

"It's nice to meet you Bird." I told him.

"Ranger we'll be ready for take off in five minutes." Bird said as he walked to the cockpit.

The jet looked very comfortable. It had a sofa and recliners with seat belts, instead of lousy airplane seats. It had a small kitchen, and door at the back that I assume was a bathroom. We took a seat on the couch and Carlos buckled my seat belt for me. Before I knew it we up in the air.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Carlos gave me his a wolf grin. Bird's voice came over the speaker. "Feel free to take off your seat belts."

"Carlos unbuckled both of our seat belts and picked me up. He took me over to the door at the back of the jet. When he opened it I was surprised to see a king sized bed. Before I could say anything his mouth came crashing down on mine. He stood me up, and unzipped my dress.

"I need to make love to my wife." He said huskily

I took my shoes off and then did a little strip tease for him while I undressed. I could see he was trying to contain himself, letting me have my fun. He had finished undressing before I had my shoes off. His massive erection was beckoning me. I licked my lips, and Carlos growled.

His control had snapped. He pulled me over to him on the bed. I was straddling him as he impaled himself in me. Our mouths crashed together. It was desperate, all tongue and teeth. Carlos sucked the tender spot on my neck making me scream his name while he branded me as his. It was wild and needy. He took hold of my hips and ass thrusting in and out of me while he pushed me down on top of his cock.

We both came at the same time.

Carlos and I feel back on the bed still joined together. "Did I hurt you Carina?" He asked me.

"No that was orgasmic." I told him giggling. My fingers were stroking up and down the side of his body. I could feel him instantly get hard inside of me. He flipped me over, still keeping us joined.

He smiled down at me. "I love you Mrs. Manoso." I stared into his eyes. "And I love you Mr. Manoso."

This time we made love slowly and passionately. Carlos took his time kissing, sucking, and nipping all over my body. I climaxed three times before we came together. I fell asleep in his arms.

Carlos woke me kissing my head, my eyelids, my cheeks, and finally my lips. I tried to pull him down with me, but he pulled away shaking his head. I noticed he had changed and was wearing tan linen pants and a blue button down shirt. The top two buttons were undone leaving a glimpse of his delicious mocha latte skin. I licked my lips.

"Babe you need to get dressed. We have about ten minutes before we have to take our seats for the landing." I scowled at him. He chuckled at me, pulling me up off of the bed and pushing me into the adjoining bathroom.

I took care of business, and then dressed in the undergarments and floral sundress hanging on the back of the door. I stepped out of the bathroom and Carlos held up sandals for me. I slid them on my feet and went to buckle up on the couch.

"Carlos where are we going?" I asked him again.

"The plane is landing in Miami, and then we'll take a boat to a little Island." He told me.

The landing was smooth. We exited the plane and there was a limo waiting for us. We got in and it took us to the marina. "Carlos we don't have any luggage." I exclaimed. His mouth tilted up in that way it does when I amuse him.

"We don't need clothes Babe." He told me giving me a wolf grin.

"I know it's our honeymoon but I cannot go around naked the whole time." I was panicking. What if he was taking me to some nudest colony. I definitely was not up for that.

Carlos' head was tilted back and was full out laughing. "No Babe, I'm not taking you to a nudest colony. I had Ella send everything that we needed out ahead of time. I didn't want to be bothered with the luggage. When we leave I'll have our luggage shipped back home."

Carlos led me down the dock to a yacht. "I thought we were taking a boat?" I asked him.

"This is a boat." He replied.

"Carlos this is a yacht." I was shocked. I've never been on a yacht before.

I was introduced to the captain, who of course was another Merry Man. "Stephanie this is Marco. He works at Rangeman Miami, and we'll be the boats captain for us. Marco is also my cousin."

"It's nice to finally meet the bombshell bounty hunter. Your pictures don't do you justice." Marco told me.

"Thank you Marco. It's nice to meet you too."

Carlos lead me to a lounge chair and pulled me down to lay with him. We looked out at the water as the yacht took off toward the our destination. Carlos put suntan lotion on me so I wouldn't burn. I fell asleep sometime during the trip.

Marco dropped anchor, and a small speedboat took Carlos and I to the island. All I could see was one massive house. The speedboat took us to the little dock, and there was a wooden walkway leading up to the house.

We walked past a sparkling blue pool, and into the house. It was stunning! The house had floor to ceiling windows with spectacular views of the ocean. Every room was huge. The kitchen was to die for. It had granite everywhere, a subzero fridge, and a viking range. Hey I may not know how to cook, but I know expensive appliances when I see them.

The house had six bedrooms, at least eight bathrooms, a great room, a game room, a library, a gym, and a dining room that sat twenty.

"Who owns this?" I asked.

"It belongs to a business associate of mine. It's a private island in the Caribbean. The only person that will be here while we are is Filipe. He was the one in speed boat. He maintains the grounds and the security. Marco will also stay within a couple miles of here in case we want to travel to one of the other islands."

"Wow!" I know my eloquent speech, but really who goes to a private island on their honeymoon. I am one lucky lady.

Carlos led me to the master bedroom. He showed me where everything of mine was. I changed into a bikini so we could relax on the beach. I was searching for my birth control pills. I had just ended my period two days ago. Carlos came out of the bathroom, and I went in to search in there. He came up behind me and put his hands on my hips.

"What are you looking for?" Carlos asked while kissing down my neck to my shoulder.

"I was supposed to start a new pack of birth control pills today. Did you pack them?" I asked him.

He spun me around to look at him. "Babe."

Hmm I wasn't sure how to take that. "Do you really want them?" He asked me.

"But.." I tried to answer, but Carlos mouth claimed mine in a mind blowing kiss. I could feel him instantly harden through his swim trunks. He walked me backwards to the bed, and we didn't make it out to the beach till night time.

The kitchen was fully stocked. We ate grilled mahi mahi, steamed rice and veggies. Carlos was an excellent cook. He made learning to cook fun. I guess maybe it was all of the kissing and touching that was going on while we were cooking that it made fun.

We spent one week on the island. I think all we did the whole time we were there was make love and eat. Of course we went down to the beach and swam in the pool, but wherever we were we ended up making love.

The second week of our honeymoon we spent on the yacht. We island jumped in the Caribbean. Carlos took me to Dominican Republic, Puerto Rico, the Virgin Islands, and then on the way back to Miami we went to the Bahamas.

We shopped and went site seeing on all of the islands. Carlos bought me something on each island. He bought me jewelry, perfume, dresses, hats, bikinis, and lingerie. I think the lingerie was for him, but he insisted on buying me everything. We bought Julie a pair of Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses in the Bahamas, and a delicate white gold bracelet in the Virgin Islands. The bracelet had fifteen heart shaped blue topaz'.

When we returned to Miami, Carlos took me to see the office and introduced me to all of the Miami Merry Men. Of course he was pulled into meetings. We decided to stay a week and work in Miami. Silvio was on vacation with family at Disney World so I filled in for him. Carlos was busy with client meetings, paperwork, and employee reviews.

I finally saw the batcave. He was right when he told me GPS wouldn't help me find it. He owns a breathtaking house on the beach. It has six bedrooms and seven baths. We would work during the day and spend the evenings at the house. It was like an extension of our honeymoon.

It is Saturday and we're returning to Trenton tomorrow. I'm very nervous because we're going to pick up Julie and bring her back to the house to spend the day with us. Carlos confided in me that she's never been to the house. He's only recently taken her places. Before Scrog he would only visit her at her house with Rachel present.

We pulled up in front of modest looking ranch style house. The door immediately opened and Julie came running out. We got out of the car and Julie ran up to me with her arms open. "Stephanie." She yelled jumping into my arms giving me a huge hug.

"Hi Julie, it's good to see you honey." I told her.

"I kept asking my dad when I could see you again. I was very mad that I couldn't make it to the wedding. We had my great grandmothers ninetieth birthday party, and my mother insisted I go. She really didn't want me flying alone, because she's paranoid. I can't wait to spend the day with you."

"Julie let Stephanie come in. I'm sorry Stephanie, she's been so excited to see you. I'm sure she'll talk your ear off all day. It's great to see you again, and congratulations on your marriage." Rachel said ushering us into the house.

"Thank you Rachel, it's nice to see you again to. You have a lovely home." My mother would be proud with my burg manners.

We stayed and chatted with Rachel, and then took Julie back to the batcave. Ron had taken Julie's sister and brother to his parent's house, so they weren't home.

Julie loved the gifts, and the house. She had started calling Carlos dad instead of Ranger. She had been seeing a psychologist since the incident. It was great to see her and Carlos play in the pool. We took a walk on the beach, and had a cookout. Carlos promised that next time we came down to visit that Julie could stay at the house, and he would teach her how to surf.

We had a great time, and we all cried when it was time to part. I knew Carlos was extremely happy on how happy Julie was with our marriage. I didn't want to leave Miami, but it was time to get back and Carlos' phone didn't stop ringing. Once word was out that he was back to work all of the offices we're calling him nonstop to fix any problems that came up while we we're on our honeymoon.

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We've been back from our honeymoon for three weeks. We've gotten into a nice routine. Three days a week I get up and go down to the gym with Carlos in morning. I walk on the treadmill for an hour while he works out for two. Three days a week he goes down to the gym and I sleep in till he gets back, and then we shower together. Have I told how good he is in the shower? On Sundays we spend the morning in bed together.

Presently I'm in the bathroom peeing on a little white stick, and Carlos is sitting on the bed waiting for me to come out of the bathroom. Yesterday morning I woke up to go to the gym with Carlos, but when I stood up I had to make a mad dash for the toilet. This morning I slept in, but when Carlos came back from working out he found worshiping the porcelain god again.

Batman is always prepared. He put a wet wash cloth on my forehead, and left the bathroom. When he walked back in a minute later he handed me a box. I was shocked to see it was a pregnancy test. I guess what shocked me is that he had one.

"I bought it yesterday." He told me.

I was hoping that was why I was sick, but I didn't want to jinx it by saying anything. Normally I would have called Mary Lou to bring one over, but we hadn't told anyone we were trying to get pregnant. We actually didn't really discuss it. Carlos never gave me the packet of pills, and he made sure I forgot all about them. Let me tell you it was the best month of my life. I have never been more relaxed.

I decided to wait in the bathroom till I could read the results. Lets see it says you'll see one line if your not pregnant and two lines if you are. It's been over three minutes. I looked down at the test and my eyes started to tear up.

I stepped out of the bathroom with my head down. "Babe." I heard Carlos whisper. I looked up and smiled at him. Carlos jumped up from the bed and spun me around kissing me. He set me down and proceeded to kiss my stomach.

The End.

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