Part 129
Sarah groaned, "I refuse to spend my entire honeymoon throwing up."
Howie laughed, "You’ll be okay, Angel. This will pass, like it always does."
"Oh…you think it’s funny!" said Sarah as she tried to smack him.
Howie had his arms around her from behind and was able to easily duck her. "No, Angel…It’s NOT funny. I know you’re miserable and I’d take it away from you if I could."
"Oh…god…" and Sarah was throwing up again. Howie held her hair back for her and when he could, he got a cool, damp cloth to wipe her face.
When Sarah stopped, she leaned back into Howie’s arms again. He kissed her neck and asked, "Better?"
"Sorta."
"Think you can go out onto the couch?"
"I guess," she said as he helped her up. "D, I can’t go
another 7 months like this."
"Angel, you don’t have much of a choice. Don’t worry. We’ll just start getting up earlier so you don’t make us late for anything," he teased.
"Oh, you’re mean," laughed Sarah as they went out. "What are we gonna do today?"
Settling onto the couch, Howie pulled Sarah into his lap placing his hand on her stomach. "Well, it IS our honeymoon. Most normal couples spend their honeymoon in their rooms making love."
"Mmmm…I like that idea but we aren’t a normal couple."
Howie grinned, "I thought you’d like that idea but you’re right. We aren’t normal. Actually, I rented a boat for us to tour the islands and do some snorkeling, maybe a little skiing too. How about some breakfast first and then we’ll head down to the marina?"
The mention of food sent Sarah scrambling for the bathroom again. Howie followed to make sure she was okay.
After hurling several more times, Sarah leaned against him, grateful to have
his arms around her. She managed to say, "I’m glad I have you here with
me."
"I’ll be here for you through it all, Angel, from beginning to end."
"You going into the delivery room?"
"Just try and stop me."
"I wouldn’t dream of trying to stop you."
"Tell me about Jesse’s birth."
Sighing, Sarah remembered, "It was relatively easy…no drugs."
"Natural?"
"All the way."
"Who was your coach?"
"My mom. Russell was too busy with Chrissy at the time when I went into labor. You will be my coach for this, won’t you?"
"Of course! Who else would you get?"
Teasingly, Sarah said, "Well, there’s always Alex or Kevin."
"I don’t think so," growled Howie. "These are MY babies."
"Okay! Okay! Chill, D! I was just playing," laughed Sarah. "Seriously, even though I’ve had a rough time with the nausea and dizziness, this pregnancy has been so much more special. Russell didn’t care about me. He just wanted a child that he could use against me. And last October…well, Kevin was terrific but it wasn’t you."
"I promise to stay with you for it all, Sarah. Think you can go now?"
"Yeah, I’m better."
"Let’s go get ready," he said helping Sarah up.
*****
The guide was waiting for Howie and Sarah when they finally made it to the marina. It had taken them longer than they’d expected with Sarah’s morning sickness but they had made it. Howie helped her onto the boat and the guide shoved off.
As they made their way out of the harbor, Sarah got comfortable on the back of the boat while Howie talked to their guide.
"Angel, as soon as Chuck gets out of the harbor, he’s gonna drop the
lines so we can ski to the cove."
"Howie, I’m not suppose to be skiing, remember?"
"Damn…I forgot all about that. Okay, we won’t ski then. I’ll just tell him to go straight to the cove he said he knew for snorkeling."
"No…go ahead. I miss watching you. It’s been so long since you’ve been."
"Are you sure? I don’t want to do this without you."
"I’ll be right here, D."
"Hand me the suntan oil then," said Howie as he straddled the chair to sit behind Sarah.
She handed him the bottle and he put some oil on his hands. He started at her shoulders, caressing her gently, making his way down her back. His strong hands covering every inch of her back making sure she was completely covered. As he made his way down her back, he slipped around her sides and over her stomach letting his thumbs brush against her breasts.
Sarah responded with a soft whimper. "D, we aren’t alone."
Howie looked back and then leaned to her. He ran his tongue along the rim of her ear. With a breathy whisper, he said, "Chuck isn’t watching, Angel" and he moved his hands under her bathing suit top. He cupped her breasts in his hands and with his thumbs, he flicked her nipples until they were hard.
Sarah whimpered, "Oh, god…please! I want more."
Howie kissed her neck. "When we get to the cove, Angel."
Leaning against him, Sarah felt his erection pressing against her back. She giggled, "Think YOU can wait that long?"
"No…but I’ll have to, won’t I?"
"Unless you want to do it right here, in front of Chuck."
"It’s NOT Chuck I’m worried about. It’s the reporters that are watching us," said Howie pointing to the boat that was following them. "There should be plenty of pictures tomorrow."
Sarah sighed, "Can’t they just let us have our honeymoon in peace? God, I love you and would do anything for you but I’m REALLY getting tired of the reporters."
"I know, Angel. Don’t worry. Chuck already knows and he’s got some friends who are gonna help us get some privacy at the cove. For now, let’s just let them get their pictures of us while I’m skiing."
Howie finished putting the oil on Sarah as Chuck stopped the boat.
"Who’s going first?"
"It’s just me, Chuck. My wife is pregnant and can’t ski," said Howie as he got up to get ready.
Chuck gave Howie a vest and started getting the line ready along with the skis. Sarah watched the two men and before Howie got in the water, she gave him a kiss.
"Be careful, D. I don’t want management coming after me yelling because you got hurt on our honeymoon."
Howie laughed, "No problem, Angel. Just watch the pro."
Sarah laughed as Howie jumped into the water.
Chuck went back to the controls of the boat and started them up as Howie got the skis on. It didn’t take long and Chuck was moving the line closer to Howie so he could grab hold. Before she knew it, they were moving and he was up. Sarah watched as Howie moved skillfully through the course that Chuck took.
The photographers had no trouble getting good pictures of Howie and Sarah. Chuck made sure that they were able to get them knowing that in another half an hour, he and his friends would make sure that the couple had privacy for the remainder of the afternoon.