Brian’s POV
“Mr & Mrs. Haner?” I heard the guy say. I should have known. Damn, I didn’t even want to get married and now I was going all out? I heard a giggle next to me and looked at my side, expecting to find Amy there, but it was Sara, trying to hold getting the giggles.
“What’s so funny?” I shot her an angry look, not really in the mood to fool around now. She motioned her head to Amy walking away from us, Matt quickly following her “She didn’t even realize she was the mentioned “Mrs. Haner””. Sara took a deep breath, getting her giggles under control while the man with the sign stepped forward.

“Mr. and Mrs. Haner? Welcome!”
Brian shook his head “She isn’t Mrs. Haner, she is” He pointed over his shoulder to Matt and Amy. The man seemed confused for a bit, but I took his attention again.

“What’s all this?”
The man regained his posture and told us the car was booked with the holiday and tonight there would be a dinner for the two for the newlyweds. I kept shaking my head, what that hell did I do? This was ridiculous, but I couldn’t back out now, could I? All thanks to my amazing best friend, who fucking had his hand on my wife again.
Why was I getting this angry? It wasn’t a real marriage, it was a mistake, a mistake I would soon settle. I sighed and looked over to Sara. She looked at her friend with concern in her eyes and I looked at Amy too, she did seem a little lost.

“Please follow me” The guy started to move to the exit and the girls followed them. Sara put an arm around her friends’ shoulder as Matt and me held back a little.
“Did you get a chance to talk to Amy? The flight was long enough” Matt asked.
“We didn’t really have a meaningful conversation like you had with Sara” I glanced at him. He got a shit eating grin on his face and I shook my head “She was scared of flying, I tried to take her mind of things, but it was hard to get her to focus on the conversation” I took my sunglasses off for a second and let a hand run over my face “I don’t know what makes her tick, man. I mean… She looks so worried and this is kinda serious, I can’t just go at her like you are with Sara” There he goes again, grinning like an asshole “You can just have fun with some random girl, I’m fucking married” I let out on an halfway angry sigh.

Matt burst out in laughter, so hard, it made the girls look over their shoulders “Shit Gates, you really make it seem like she is your ball and chain. She seems real nice, you aren’t really trying”
“Ah fuck. I just don’t know how.”
Matt stopped dead in his tracks, making me stop too and stare at him “You are a ladies’ man, you know what women want, you know what to do to make them putty in your hands, and now you can’t even handle this one? You are already married, it’s not like she can walk away easily”
I pushed his shoulder “You’re an ass, you know that?”
“Brian, come on, you know what to do, it’s your nature, just have a nice dinner with her tonight. Talk, get to know each other, shouldn’t be that hard”

The arrival at the hotel went just as I thought it would. The honeymoon suite was non refundable and the other room was on the other floor. Noise disturbance, I apparently asked for that, because of noise disturbance… damn it! Matt could only chuckle, he wasn’t helping at all!

We soon made our way to our rooms, the girls to the honeymoon suite, Matt and I to the other room. Amy and I would both get ready and arranged for me to pick her up at 7.
As soon as Matt and I entered our room, Matt opened his bag, pulled out some shorts and a muscle shirt and laid down on the bed, flipping through the channels.

I took my bag and pulled out one of my dress shirts, why I even packed two of them was beyond me, but they came in handy now. After a quick shower I did my hair and got dressed, a few minutes to seven and I was all ready to go.

The doorknob was already in hand and I turned around to say goodbye to Matt, when I noticed he had gotten up and was ready to leave to.
“Where do you think you are going?” I stopped him before he could leave the room.
“I’m coming with you” he stated with a bored tone to his voice.
“The hell you are! You can’t keep your hands of my wife and now you want to join our first dinner as man and wife?”
Matt could barely hold his laugh and was kinda amazed by that remark myself too. This was ridiculous. Where did those thoughts even come from?
“I’m not joining your dinner, husband, I will just hang out with your wife’s best friend”

We made our way over to the girls room and I knocked on the door, waiting for them to open up.
“Hello Sara, you look…” I paused for a moment to look Sara up and down. She was wearing a tiny short and a tank top “…comfortable” I finished when I finally found my voice again. I heard chuckle Matt behind me and he gave me a little push.
“Is Amy ready?”
“She almost is, you want to come in?” I nodded and passed her. I heard her make a remark to Matt “You realized they will have a dinner for two right? Not two and the retarded best friend?”

Matt laughed loudly, but after that I shut down and didn’t even hear Matt’s reply. I had a hard time focusing on anything else when Amy came out of the bathroom. She was wearing a short blue cocktail dress. It ended right above the knee, and when I let my eyes wander up that body, I had no other option than let it linger on her cleavage. I licked my lips and swallowed hard. Okay, maybe this wasn’t too bad after all.

“Let me get my purse and I will be ready to go” Amy smiled at me and turned around, revealing another surprise her dress was holding. Her back was bare, her dress only starting a little above her ass. Her dark hair was gulfing down over her shoulder blades, jumping up and down a little while she walked away from me. I involuntary brought my fist to my mouth, bit my knuckles and groaned. This wouldn’t be bad… not bad at all.

“Seriously guys, do I have to call Cannibal Anonymous? You two look as if you are going to eat my best friend…. And enjoy it” Sara’s voice broke me out of my enticement and I shot my head back at her, just catching Matt having the same agonizing look on his face I probably had too, while watching Amy. As soon as our eyes met, I raised my brows at him. He needed to stop doing that. Matt didn’t seem to notice my annoyance and just wiggled his brows and smiled widely.
“What do you think, Sara, you, me, movies, room service and mini bar on Brian’s costs?” I rolled my eyes, making Matt and Sara chuckle. Matt jumped on the bed, getting comfortable against the head board, and Sara was soon to follow.

“Ready?” I felt Amy’s hand on my arm, her voice changed as she got a more pedantic tone to it “You kids behave!”
“Yes mommmmmmm” Matt and Sara let out in unison, making Amy giggle.

We walked out, closed the door behind us, leaving our friends to their own night, they seemed to get along perfectly fine. Amy hooked her arm in mine and I put my hand over hers.
“Ready to go on your first date with me, mrs. Haner?”
Amy giggled, and to be honest, that sound was making me smile like an idiot.
“Ready if you are mr. Haner”

We walked through the corridor in comfortable silence and made our way down. When we reached the lobby, we were immediately approached by a man in a black suit.
“Mr. and Mrs. Haner? Please follow me, champagne has been set for you in the hotel bar”
“Lead the way, good sir” Amy replied to the waiter, making me look down at her.
“You getting used to the name, aren’t you?”
A slight blush came over her face “Seeing we have to make an appearance as the newlyweds here, I better. It will just take some time, seeing I have been Amy Jones for so long” I smirked when I thought of something “You could have kept your own name, that’s pretty common nowadays, right?”
“I don’t even remember marrying you, do you really think I was by my right mind to keep my own name?”

I chuckled “Yeah, you are probably right. And by the time you get used to the name this holiday is over and it’s back to Amy Jones again, right?” I half joked, we needed to keep everything clear between us, no room for misunderstandings now. Amy shot me a look and I silently cursed. Way to screw up the mood again!
“I’m sorry, from now on I’ll behave, I promise” I said quietly as I put my hand on the small of her back, leading her to our table. She moved into the booth and as soon as she settled I moved in next to her. It was a bit strange to sit next to her, but that was how the setup was and I wasn’t going to make Amy feel even more uncomfortable by asking for another seat.

“It’s okay you know… Finding this hard to deal with” Amy’s voice was the first to speak up again. “I was shocked all morning, and then all flight, and then Sara happened”. I turned towards her, not really getting what she meant by that. Apparently the confusion was written all over my face.
“Sara practically forced me to let go… She has ways you know…” I let out a chuckle, I didn’t know that girl that well yet, but I believe Amy “Well, she told me to enjoy my time here, with you, in general. And you know what? I decided to do so. So here we are, first date ever. My name is Amy Haner” she smiled deviously at the name and put out her hand “Nice to meet you”

I took her hand and she put her left hand on top of ours to put a little more weight to the gesture. I smiled. She was willing to try to go at this normally huh? It was my obligation to her to give her my best first date Brian. I smirked at her and put my other hand over hers again, staring into her beautiful eyes. We got caught up in a four hand handshake and staring contest when we finally broke apart. We both moved to get out of the weird handshake, but we couldn’t. We got stuck, or better said, our wedding rings got stuck.

A blush came over Amy’s face as she had realized just what I realized too. We were both wearing our wedding rings.

Sara´s POV
“Oh My God! I can’t believe you were in love with her! I hated that bitch!” Matt roared in laughter before he looked at me sideways with his brows raised.
“You hated Princess Peach?”
“YES! Daisy too!” I sat up straight, crossing my legs. Matt looked at me scandalized and grabbed his heart.
“Amy and I always played Mario Party on the Wii and we played against the princesses, kicking their asses of course. We fucking rocked at that game!” I thought back to those times with a smile on my face. That time was amazing, so careless…

This night had been pretty careless too, Matt and I seemed to have a lot in common and there had never been an awkward moment between us. Ever since Brian and Amy had left we just talked, about everything and nothing. I had quickly forgot the situation we were in, how I did or did not sleep with him, and for a while I even forgot to get nervous about how hot he was. Him staring at me as if I was the biggest fool on the planet, right now at this moment, got me right back on the “Matt is hot”- band wagon though.

“You’re hurting me, Sara, really, really hurting me, talking about my first crush like that. I can’t believe you had such strong feelings towards other women, I mean… Is that healthy?”
“She is all pixels, Matt… Is that even healthy? You having a crush on a videogame character?” I held my index finger to my mouth, as if I was doing a heavy analysis. For a moment I closed my eyes, and got completely surprised when I felt Matt’s hands on my sides. He was giving me a tickle attack and before I knew it, we were rolling over the bed. I was laughing so hard I had tears rolling over my cheeks, my jaw hurt from smiling and my tummy was aching.
“Matt! Stop! I can’t… Stop! Please… I can’t take it”

He moved his hands over my sides tickling me, but then his touch changed and I looked up, only then realizing how close he actually was. He stared into my eyes and he licked his lips. His big hand moved to my face, his surprisingly tender fingers pushing away a stray strand of hair. I swallowed thickly, the relaxed atmosphere completely out of the door. He moved forward and I closed my eyes in anticipation. I wasn’t disappointed when I felt Matt’s lips on mine, for the longest time he kissed me like that, soft, lazy, sweet, my back pressed into the mattress, him popped up on one arm, his other hand used to caress my face.

After a while he moved away from me, and I had to bite my lip to not give in to my will to scream out in protest. I didn’t want him to move away from me, I was perfectly fine where we were, if anything I wanted him closer, so much closer.

“You want to finally finish that movie?” He said as he laid back against the headboard again. His smile was greeted by my pout.
“Oh come on Sara” He padded on the pillow next to him, as he put it to his side “Everything will be so much better if we don’t rush into it, we have all night” he smirked and I saw something light up in his eyes. Was he teasing me? Did he want me as bad as I wanted him right now? He had made me crazy with those kisses. He had unpaused the movie in the meantime and didn’t seem to give in to my puppy eyes, so I crawled over the bed. I saw him staring at me, his mouth a little open, his eyes a little wide. Whoops, was my top a little too wide on the top? Was he able to look right in? Whoops!

I giggled softly as I took my place next to him, or better said stuck to him and he let out a chuckle as he put up his arm to let me cuddle into him.
“You are damn good Sara Downing”

We did watch the movie, Matt doing a very good in distracting me, his calloused fingers had started real promising going up and down my arm. When the credits ran over the screen I felt it was completely justified to take my hand under his shirt instead of on top of it, seeing he was exploring far more than only my arm by now.

He was slowly driving me into a frenzy and I was determined to do everything we did last night and more, and this time I would remember it. Matt’s touch brought back flashes of last night. He did make me scream, I felt a jolt of excitement run through me and pushed myself to him a little more, looking up at his handsome face. When he looked back down on me, I was sure this time we wouldn’t be stopping after some kissing.

“Tell me about the man that made you cry last night?” Matt’s voice broke my trail of thought. I refused to answer that question, I didn’t even remember crying until now, I wasn’t ruining the fun I had now by talking about that asshole. I averted my eyes and looked down on my hands in my lap, yes, my hand had left the far better place of Matt’s sixpack to be on my own body.
“Sara…” His hand touched my chin and forced me to look up to him.
Hell no, I wasn’t doing this. I moved away from his hand and sat back up straight, a out of first grabbing reach.

“No. I don’t want to talk about him” I huffed.
For a minute the silence was completely uncomfortable. Just when I wanted to scold Matt for ruining our great night so far I heard him speak, softly at first, but soon regaining his normal volume.
“I was never enough for her. No matter how much money I made, no matter how famous I got, it was never enough. Val… my ex wife…” he looked at me briefly before he turned his gaze to the wall behind me “She played me. Like I have never been played before. She was my high school sweetheart and I thought that marrying her was the right thing, damn… was I wrong”

We were both lost in thought and I felt guilty now that he shared such a personal thing and I didn’t want to. So when he looked over to me again, I sighed and took back my place under his arm.
“Marc was always so busy keeping up appearances, he never really cared about how I felt about things, just as long as I didn’t stand out and played conform the rules that were set by him. He was nothing really, he was one big fake” I choked out the last few words. Fuck! It was all too damn fresh and I wasn’t even near ready to talk about this, to anyone for that matter. Tears formed in my eyes and I angrily wiped them.
“But you loved him”
“Yes.. That was pretty stupid”
“Love is never stupid” Matt replied softly. He looked down at me and I couldn’t help but stare into his eyes.

His hands found the hem of my top and pulled it over my head, slowly. We both sank back into the pillows, our kisses growing more and more hungry. Matt’s shirt had shed in the meantime and hands were everywhere. Matt laid on his back and had me pulled on top of him. His hands going down over my spine, slipping right into my shorts, squeezing my ass cheeks. I gasped at his bold move, but quickly were dragged into a kiss again. Our tongues moving together as if they hadn’t done anything else before.

This night had been nothing but comfortable. Us hanging out, even us making out. It was all so comfortable and easy, as if we had been together for ages. I had been with Marc for a long time, but never had it been like this, never during our relationship had I been so at ease with Marc as I was with Matt right now. There was no rush to make the next and last step, I guess we both knew we would eventually get there anyway.

Matt suddenly turned us around, putting him on top. He started kissing down my neck, nibbling on my collarbone. Eventually was now apparently, I guess, his pants getting tighter and tighter wasn’t as comfortable anymore. I moaned as Matt made his way over to my breasts and I enjoyed the time he took, worshipping my body, finding every little spot there was about me. I had never been with anyone like that and I felt fooled for every previous time. Matt’s hands were moving down and I knew exactly where he was going… and I was so ready for it….

“SARA! Open the door! SARA! Unlock the door! Let me in!”

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