She laughed too and hit him on the arm playfully “So where’s the wife, shouldn’t you be having a vacation with her?” He shrugged and his grin ...went down a little “nah, she’s busy with work…but it’s ok, this is a good chance for me to get some alone time and do what I like for a week.” He then sparked into life “But what am I saying, you must be thirsty girl, come in and I ‘ll get you something to drink,” he said as he started walking towards his house. She didn’t exactly have a choice so she. We don’t want Her Infernal Majesty tripping over dead god-botherers on her grand entrance, do we?”“Should we collect some blood?” Sister Geraldine enquired, dragging her charge off to the side.“No need,” said Sister Melissa, stood next to Sister Tori and holding up a severed hand. “I took a trophy from one of mine.”“Eww, gross Mel!” said Sister Melanie.“Really?” replied Melissa in her Glaswegian accent. “After the things I’ve seen you do, a helping hand freaks you out? And don’t call me Mel!. ’ ‘Are you okay?’ He pulled up to a traffic light. ‘I’m fine.’ He tugged her hand upwards and slid it into his coat. Placing it over his heart, he waited for her to relax. ‘Feel that? It’s my heart. And it beats for you.’ Her smile lit up the car despite the dreary weather outside. ‘Green light.’ Nodding, he set her hand in his back down on his thigh, stepped on the gas and continued the nearly silent drive to the motel where Caitlyn had booked them a room. Pulling into the parking lot, Alex. After all, half the fun of La Diavola is not having to pack.We walked hand in hand up the dock and across the brilliant beach, marveling at our new wonderland. A small path opened up before us into the prevailing jungle. We walked along the sand trail, amazed by the green island growth that was all around us. The thick jungle soon opened up to an enormous clearing with a beautiful white colonial main house. Opening the door, I ushered my new bride inside and followed her into an enormous lobby.