And I couldn’t be happier.
The taxi driver stops in front of the hotel and I slip the headphones back on Thea’s head.
She frowns but doesn’t say anything. I help her out while the driver sets our luggage on the ground.
A bellboy immediately runs over, gathering up our stuff and putting it on a trolley. He follows us inside while we check-in.
Once I have our room key we head to the elevator.
The doors ding open and we shuffle inside. I press the button for the top floor and the elevator soars up.
I wish Thea could see this—the hotel is beautiful, but I know she’ll see it later.
Right now my goal is getting her into the room, and to a window, so she can finally see where we are.
We reach our room and I let go of her, swiping the key card in the slot. It lights up green and I swing the door open. I help Thea inside and guide her to sit on the bed.
“Don’t take it off yet,” I warn her, pointing a finger at her even though she can’t see.
The bellboy unloads our bags and I tip him before he leaves. The door clicks shut behind him and Thea’s hands twitch impatiently.
“Almost,” I tell her.
I take her hands and urge her to stand then lead her over to the French double doors that lead to a much larger balcony than you usually see at a hotel. Perks of the honeymoon suite, I guess.
I open the doors and the ocean breeze filters into the room, lifting her hair around her shoulders.
“I swear to God if you’ve brought me all this way to throw me off the balcony …” she trails off.
I fight laughter. “If I wanted to get rid of you there are much easier, less messy, ways.”
Her lips twitch. She won’t admit it but she likes it when I play along with her dramatics.
“Close your eyes,” I urge. “I’m going to take the blindfold off now, okay?”
She nods. “They’re closed.”
I slip the blindfold off and toss it behind me on the floor. I brush my lips over her ear and she shivers. “Open your eyes, sweetheart.”
“Holy shit.”
Her jaw drops and she takes in the view in awe. Even I have to admit it’s breathtaking.
She steps forward, wrapping her hands around the railing. “The water … it’s so blue.” She turns to me with tears in her eyes. “Thank you. This is amazing.”
I smile. I knew the trip would be rough, trying to keep it a secret from her, but it was worth it for this moment.
She throws her arms around my neck and I jostle a step back before wrapping my arms around her. She’s small in my arms, but she fits against me just right.
“I love you,” she murmurs, gazing up at me like I’m everything to her, and if that doesn’t make me the luckiest man alive, I don’t know what does.
“I love you too.” I lower my head and kiss her.
She moans, her body arching into mine. “You’re so getting laid tonight.”
I laugh. “I didn’t have to bring you all the way to Greece to get laid.” I wink.
She narrows her eyes. “Don’t get cocky on me now.”