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Date Posted: Wednesday, July 04, 11:34:29pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 453+" on Wednesday, July 04, 08:49:28pm
Nikita was swaying in Michael’s arms as the music was being supplied by not a DJ. Nope. The music was being supplied by Adam’s iPod that was hook up to some speakers. That was because Nikita had said that she didn’t want to dance.
Michael had understood that decision. He didn’t have to think long and hard about it. Too often Nikita had to dance with him to reel in a target or two. Too often Nikita had to dance in front of Michael seductively to become the bait. Too often their dances while on a mission took them to a point of almost losing control because of what they felt. So Michael was willing to forgo the dancing.
But after Walter starting the sing-along entrance, Michael was glad that he had talked to Adam about having his iPod with appropriate music if necessary.
Now they have been dancing for a couple hours.
“Ready to go?” Michael asked as he glanced at his watch, knowing that there was one more thing for Nikita on this evening that she didn’t know about. Nikita sighed as she pulled her head up off of Michael’s shoulder. “I still can’t believe you flew in the chef for the jambalaya.”
Michael nodded his head as he kissed her forehead. “Only the best… and it wasn’t that hard, Kita.”
Nikita blushed as she touched Michael’s face. “John Besh… seriously, Michael… thank goodness I didn’t want the best sushi!”
“I would have gotten that Iron Chef…” Michael stated without missing a beat. Nikita looked at him and knew that he would have made that happen. She leaned her head back and laughed. “I shouldn’t be surprised.”
“Nope,” Michael shook his head from side to side. He stepped back and took Nikita’s hands. Walter had gotten everyone else prepared for the last surprised. “That’s why I need to get you a coat…”
“A coat?” Nikita inquired and Michael nodded his head. “It’s a bit nippy outside.”
Nikita raised an eyebrow as she stifled a yawn. Michael kissed her nose and smiled. “Maybe you shouldn’t wear a coat… will wake you up…”
“What is going on outside?” Nikita demanded and Michael shook his head as he was thankful that Tom had arrived with a coat in his one hand and Lynn in his other arm. “They are all setup Michael.”
“Thanks,” Michael nodded his head as he simply draped the light grey coat over Nikita’s shoulders and buttoned it under her chin. “Humor me, Kita. You’ll like this.”
Nikita looked around and looked at Michael. “Everyone else knows?”
“Adam’s job tonight,” Michael replied with a shrug of his shoulders as he looked at his son turning off the iPod.
“I guess since everyone else is ok with whatever is going on,” Nikita slowly spoke as she wrapped her arms around Michael and he kissed her again. He walked to the door and Nikita looked around. “Michael… why are there more cars over there?”
“I had to get permission… and let the locals know…” Michael explained and Nikita looked at him. He led her to a bench and she settled on his lap as he held her there. Nikita looked up at the night sky and then at Michael. “We are star gazing?”
“Nope,” Michael shook his head as there was the first noise and he held Nikita’s body as it was startled, as he anticipated. But he felt the smile spread across her face as the firework burst open and filled the night sky. “Something that we’ve never had to do… and it is the best representation of how my heart feels knowing that I’m married to you, Mrs. Samuelle.”
Nikita swallowed as she heard Michael use the name that she wished were on their identifications. She knew that the last name really didn’t matter. She was married to Michael. But between them, they were the Samuelles. Nikita was about to turn to say something in response, but the nice firework went off.
And there were more and more. Nikita didn’t notice the chill in the air as she was wrapped in Michael’s arms. She didn’t know how long that the display went on. It was perfect and special.
Forty minutes later and a huge firework finale, Michael picked Nikita up in his arms. “Now, I think that woke you up some.”
“I can walk,” Nikita spoke and Michael shook his head back and forth as he looked to the left and the trail of rose petals and solar lights that showed the way to the honeymoon cabin. Nikita looked at Michael and swallowed. “Shouldn’t we say goodbye… make sure that Reagan has Sabina and Adam…”
“No,” Michael shook his head as he started to walk. “Today was our wedding day… and tonight is our wedding night. Only one thing…. that we are going to worry about from now until we are back from our honeymoon…”
Nikita felt her mouth go dry. “Only one thing?”
“Us.” Michael whispered with a half growl that Nikita felt the flames of desire flickering brighter than the fireworks that they had just watched. Michael watched the look on Nikita’s face change and he arched an eyebrow. “Problem with that?”
“Can you go any faster?”
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