Honeymoon Suite

Elias eased back, his fingers lingering on her cheek as he caressed it gently. ‘Don’t worry, Bunny. The honeymoon’s just beginning. We’ve arrived.’ Callie blinked, peering through the rain-streaked glass. The downpour had turned everything into a blurry landscape. ‘Where are we?’ she asked, trying hard to make out her surroundings. ‘Wingston Outpost. It used to be a military outpost built over a hundred years ago, hence the name, but now it’s turned into a small tourist town and known simply as Wingston.’ Callie squinted hard and gradually discerned where they’d stopped—it seemed like a yard, perhaps a car park, and in the distance, a building beckoned through the curtain of rain. Elias’s warm hand closed around hers. ‘Shall we?’ She nodded. With a purposeful grip, he led her out of the jeep, their footsteps splashing in puddles as they sprinted through the downpour. ‘Come on, Bunny!’ Elias called over the sound of the rain, his voice holding a hint of exhilaration. Their laughter inte