Legacy of Steele 1: Beginnings" (Part 1)

Chapter 7

© 2017 - by NorahBolt56

The next morning Remington awoke before Laura and took a few moments just to look at her, his fiancée, as a grin crossed his face. He still couldn’t quite believe it – after all they had been through together, he was now engaged to be married to the woman he loved, the woman he wanted to share the rest of his life with. Ever so gently so as not to wake her, he planted a kiss on her ring finger on her left hand and another one on her forehead as he brushed a stray hair off her face then hopped out of the bed.

After showering he threw on some jeans and ordered some breakfast for them. As he pottered around quietly, packing some last minute things he didn’t realise Laura had awoken. She propped herself up on one elbow and rested her head on her hand as she watched him, enjoying the sight of him clad only in jeans as a mischievous smile crossed her face. Looking in his suitcase with his back to her he didn’t notice her come up behind him until she put her arms around him and planted a kiss on the side of his neck.

"Morning," she murmured in his ear as a grin crossed Remington’s face and he covered her hands with his own.

"Morning – I didn’t wake you did I? I ordered us some breakfast," he greeted her as he turned around to face her, planting a kiss on her lips.

"No you didn’t wake me," she replied with a smile as she linked her arms around his neck.

"Fancy some breakfast?" he nodded towards the room service trolley.

"I fancy something, but it’s not breakfast," Laura replied as she gave him a sultry look and kissed him in a way that told him exactly what she fancied.

"So I see," Remington murmured against her lips as he cocked an eyebrow at her. "But don’t we have a plane to catch?" he pointed out with a chuckle as she pulled him closer to her.

"We can always get a later flight," she replied, giving him a meaningful look.

"Hmm I guess we could," he agreed with a grin.

"Anyway Rem – haven’t you ever heard of a quickie?" Laura asked with a mischievous chuckle.

"Oh I think I’m familiar with the concept – may have even indulged in one once or twice," Remington replied with a laugh of his own.

"And if you were worried about getting to the airport on time you shouldn’t be parading around with just jeans on – you know what that does to me Rem," Laura said with a dimpled grin.

"And what exactly does that do to you Laura?" he asked with a grin of his own as he stared at her intently.

In reply she grabbed his denim clad rear and pulled his lower half against her. "This," she replied, her voice husky, as her mouth found his and he laughed a little at ‘wild Laura’ coming out to play.

Breakfast forgotten, they fell back on the bed together. "I think these need to come off," Laura murmured in his ear as her hands found his belt buckle and undid it then pulled his zip down as he groaned a little.

"Your wish is my command," Remington replied with a grin as he got up momentarily and pulled his jeans off.

"Those too," Laura laughed as she looked at his briefs and where her gaze was focused made Remington chuckle.

"My we’re direct this morning aren’t we Miss Holt?" he commented with a devilish grin as he obeyed her command then rejoined her on the bed, finding her ‘take charge’ mood a definite turn on.

"Oh you know me when I set my sights on something Mr Steele – you know how determined I can be," Laura replied with a cheeky grin as he nodded, rendered momentarily speechless by where her hand had gone.

"Oh that I do," he managed to get out between ragged breaths as he pulled her nightgown off, his hands doing their own exploring as she pulled him down to her. The two of them were soon lost in each other, their love and passion for each other overwhelming them as they quickly both found their release, holding on to each other as they shared the ‘ultimate moment’.

Afterwards, lying entwined in each other’s arms Laura sighed with a satisfied smile, "Do we really have to leave Paris?"

Remington grinned as he traced a finger down one of her arms. "Well we don’t have to my love – but I’ll let you tell Mildred we’re not coming back," he stated ruefully as Laura smiled and nodded, "I don’t think she’d ever forgive us."

"No indeed," Remington agreed.

"Wait till she sees this – she’s gonna flip," Laura commented with a smile as she nodded towards her engagement ring,

"I’ll say," Remington replied with a grin.

"And my mother won’t believe it!" Laura added with a laugh as Remington nodded and smiled.

"Well it’s certainly been an eventful week - not only did I gain a son, I also gained a fiancée’," he quipped as he pulled Laura closer to him.

"Your family’s expanding by the minute," Laura laughed as did he. "Yes indeed it is. And I’m looking forward to expanding it more in time with you," he stated, looking at her intently as Laura smiled and kissed him.

"Me too," she admitted with a warm smile, the two of them eagerly anticipating what the future may hold for them…


Somehow they managed to get to the airport in time to make their flight back to LA. As they boarded the plane and sat down in their seats, Remington took Laura’s hand in his then stared out the window, deep in thought. "Penny for your thoughts Mr Steele," Laura stated as she gave his hand an affectionate squeeze.

He smiled as he looked at her. "Oh I’m just thinking what a lucky man I am and looking forward to starting our life together, and making Harry a part of it," he replied as Laura nodded in agreement.

"I knows that’s probably going to have some challenges though, but I promise you Laura I’ll do whatever I can to make it work," he added sincerely. At that Laura rested her head on his shoulder and he put an arm around her.

"I know you will Rem," she replied as she looked up at him, "And just remember, you’re not alone. I’ll promise you something too – you’ll never be alone again. We’ll make it work... together," she reassured him with a smile as he smiled back at her and pulled her closer to him.

"That we will Miss Holt, that we will," Remington replied with a grin as the plane took off, taking them home.

To be continued…

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