Those Closest to Paradise As One Can Get
French Polynesia
It’s hard to put into words the excitement that the newlyweds felt the minute they landed and stepped foot onto the ground at the Faa’a International Airport. But Miles and Carter couldn’t wait to find out, as soon as the Princess took dock and they could escape from the masses aboard.
Not that Summer Xxxtreme wasn’t its usual blast and very successful for at least one of them, but after work was done, they were ready for what would be the last stop on their honeymoon following getting married back in late July before they had to board. The week leading up was a working honeymoon but now it was time for play. It was the port straight to LAX and a non-stop flight from there to Tahiti.
Miles couldn’t help it, he smiled the whole flight. Carter kept watching the expansive scenery of blue water the whole way as if he was willing for the plane to go faster.
But that first step into Tahiti had dropped both of their jaws when they just looked around.
“The pictures we saw online did not do this justice.” he heard Carter say as he pulled his phone out and immediately began taking all kinds of pictures, “I can’t believe we’re going to spend the better part of the next two weeks here.”
“And this is just the beginning, my love.” Miles smiled, as he finished loading all the luggage onto a cart. He turns around to see Carter just snapping more and more, “You keep that up and you’re gonna run out of space before we even get to our first room.”
“I don’t want to miss anything though. I want to commit it all to memory.” Carter pouts.
Miles just shakes his head and laughs, “Well then you need to put away your phone, but before you do, spin that picture around.”
Carter looks back at Miles who is standing behind him glancing at the shots he has taken so far, “Why?”
“Trust me, will ya? We are married now after all.”
Carter pulled the camera back up and spun it facing forward and just as Carter went to snap the picture of the two of them with the scenery in the background, Miles turned his head ever so slightly and laid a kiss on Carter’s cheek and the picture that followed was one for the memory books.
Some would think that honeymoons are meant to be spent cooped up in a room and nothing else. Some of those people are idiotic. French Polynesia should be on everyone’s bucket list and the list that both of them created kept them plenty busy. From sight-seeing to just a relaxing day, they made sure not to waste one moment.
And yes plenty of pictures were taken with the reminder that sometimes seeing it with the naked eye made the best memories, and what made it even better, they promised each other to not stay yoked to their phones and spend their time together.
It was a dreary day at one point, so there would be no beach visit on that day with the storms off in the distance. By this point in their travels they had reached Bora Bora and made themselves comfortable in a villa over the water. By that point the word had gotten out about the first card back from the break and Ally had messaged him just to check in, he didn’t really wanna bring work into what was supposed to be a vacation but alas, work came to him.
Thankfully they brought the laptop and Miles decided to take just a few moments to catch up things, and call her via video message.
After a few dulcet tones of a video call, she finally picked up, “Miles! This is a surprise.”
Miles waved, he knew...he just didn’t wanna really bring that out in the open just yet, but her hair was a dead giveaway and he also knew his brother hadn’t been back to Vegas since after the cruise, “Hey, Ally. Hope I’m not disturbing anything.”
“No! Not at all, just getting ready for bed here. How’s the honeymoon?”
“It’s absolutely fantastic. This whole damn place needs to be on everyone’s list to visit and I’m already trying to figure out when we can come back here.” he smirked, “Hell I’ve even got a tan.”
Ally laughed, “Carter too, I’m sure. Where is your hubs?”
“Shower at the moment, we’re going to try and run between the raindrops for dinner here soon.” Miles shook his head, he was going to have to rip this band-aid sooner rather than later, “I wanted to give you a call and make sure that you are doing alright after everything following what happened on the cruise. And I do mean, everything.”
“Miles, you are sweet.”
“And worried. I know we have both had a rough go as of late but I want this next cycle for you and I to be different and we have been handed an amazing opportunity here, something that we have tripped up about a few different times.”
“And I get that, it’s been mostly my fault.”
From Miles lips we hear a big sound of what you would hear on a game show if you got a wrong answer, “Try again, Ms. Callaway. We both fucked some shit up on the royal the last few times. Some on you, and a lot on me. But Ally, we have a lot of assholes to prove wrong.”
“So you are trusting me?”
“I am trusting you. Now, do you trust me?”
“Of course I do, Miles.” Ally said without hesitation, “Have I ever given you reason not to?”
“No, you haven’t.” he hears the shower turn off, “Ok, I’m pretty sure Carter is about to come out here sans towel, so I’m going to let you go. We’ll catch up when we both reach Tokyo and we’ll fully plan to take the Barnharts to school. Tell my brother I said hello.”
“I wi- I mean, what do you mean?”
“Ally, I may be in the whole newlywed blissful wedding situation but I’m still occasionally checking my twitter. That and I know for a fact that LJ has been sticking close.”
“How did you-?”
“I have my ways, my dear. We’ll have to have a talk later, I must go but Ally...be careful.”
“I am, I promise.”
I am so sick and tired of Barnhart being an absolute thorn in my arse.
That is the absolute best way to put it.
Billy boi has been up on twitter claiming that the victory is well in the bag when Bill has yet to realize that there is something beyond the Roulette Division and keeping his balls tucked safely in the purse of his wife Bea.
I have been wracking my brain for a while, trying to remember when either of the Barnharts actually matters in the world of SCW beyond being the punching bag for everyone in the Roulette Division. But now they are back at trying to get this whole Mixed Tag Division thing and honestly I can’t wait to punch Bill in that big fat face of his because well honestly, he deserves it.
You’re right Bill.
It’s gonna be fun.
When I whoop your ass once and for all.
