Liz silently thanked Emily once again as she spotted the white satin negligee
hanging on the back of the bathroom door. She carefully took off her wedding
gown and slipped into the negligee. The satin draped over her body perfectly,
falling around her ankles and showcasing every curve. The spaghetti straps
hugged her shoulders while the bra portion of the nighty pushed everything up.
She quickly removed the pins from her hair and let her chesnut ringlets fall
around her shoulders.

On the other side of the door, Lucky quickly changed out of his tux and into
the black silk boxers that he had bought especially for the occasion. He
laughed out loud at himself. He still couldn't believe that he'd actually gone
out and bought silk boxers.

"What's so funny?" asked Liz, emerging from the bathroom.

Lucky looked up and was instantly rendered speechless.

"Lucky?" Liz asked worriedly, as Lucky continued to stare wordlessly at her.

"Oh my God," he wispered, watching Lizs' every movement as she walked towards
him. The candlelight in the room flickered against her ivory skin making her
look like an angel. She was luminous.  She was close enough to touch now and
Lucky reached out and caressed her cheek. "I'm not dreaming?" he asked, not
entirely believing that she was real.

"No, you're not," replyed Liz, turning her face to kiss Lucky's palm. "You
look wonderful by the way," Liz continued, giggling nervously. Her eyes roamed
over Luckys' body and her hands yearned to do the same.

"You - Um, you...you look..." Lucky couldn't find the words to express how he
felt. "Elizabeth, I can't even describe to you -"

"Why don't you just show me?" said Liz, surprising both Lucky and herself with
her own boldness.

Lucky licked his lips and shakily said, "Ok." A second before covering her
mouth with his own. It started as gentle as the flicker of candlelight that
filled the room, and slowly built into a kiss as passionate as the fire that
filled their hearts. Lucky's arms wrapped tightly around Lizs' waist as his
urge to feel all of her all at once overcame him. He grasped the soft fabric
of her negligee between his fingers, pulling it taut against her flesh.

Liz responded with her own yearning hands, caressing his finely toned back,
her hands coming to rest at his shoulder blades, then continuing on to his
head. Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair as Liz continued to kiss
Lucky with everything she had in her. Suddenly she felt her feet leave the
ground.

With one arm looped beneath her knees and the other around her waist, Lucky
carried her over to the bed. He gently placed her petite frame down on the bed
and layed down on top of her. Lucky looked up at Liz and his breath caught in
his throat, seeing how beautiful she was with rose petals laced throuhout her
brown mane that lie in disarray on the pillow.

Lucky leaned down and kissed her forehead, followed by the tip of her nose. He
stopped suddenly and began tracing the outline of her lips, wondering how any
one person could be so perfect. Liz caught the tip of Lucky's finger in her
mouth and gently brushed her teeth against it. Lucky then covered her mouth
once again with his own. From there, he began trailing tiny, butterfly kisses
down her neck and collarbone, coming to rest on her chest.

Lizs' body felt as if it were on fire and she had no desire for Lucky to stop
there, but suddenly, he did. Liz opened her eyes noticing that Lucky was
staring back at her .

"Are you ok with this?" he asked seriously.
"Lucky -"
"I mean it Elizabeth, because if you're not - we stop now."
"I'm ok," she said soberly. "I am soooo ok."

Lucky didn't look quite convinced, until suddenly Liz sat up on the bed and
began inching her negligee up to her knees, and then in one swift motion, over
her head. Lucky swallowed dryly, never having seen anything as beautiful in
his life. Liz cupped Luckys' face with slightly trembling hands and kissed him
deeply, all the while pressing herself against his chest. Lucky hesitantly
placed his hands on her back, slowly caressing her bare skin. After a few
moments Liz pulled back slightly, looking deep into her husbands' eyes,
willing him to touch her where she longed to be touched, and where she knew he
wanted to touch. Lucky licked his lips nervously and Liz decided to make it
easier for him. She took his hand and placed it on her breast. Liz closed her
eyes upon feeling his flesh come into contact with hers and they both took in
a deep breath. Lucky caressed her soft skin for what seemed like an eternity
before replacing his hand with his mouth. Liz threw her head back in ecstasy
as his tongue wipped across her nipple, the overwhelming feeling caused her to
lie back down on the bed.

As Lucky postioned himself between her thighs, he could feel himself become
more and more excited and knew that he would not be able to hold out much
longer. He trailed sweet kisses down Lizs' stomach and then traveled down the
length of her legs. He reveled in the smoothness of her skin. His lips came to
rest above the waistband of her white satin panties. He looked up into Liz's
eyes, silently asking for permission. He knew immediately that it was okay, he
slowly bent his fingers over the elastic and began pulling them down, Liz
lifting her hips to accomodate him. But before he coudl get them all the way
down, Liz placed her hands on either side of his hips and curled her own
fingers into the waitband of his boxers.

"Together," she wispered.

Both of them were completley naked in a matter of seconds. Each set of eyes
trailing down the others' body, hungrily taking in every inch of each other.
Lucky gently parted the fold of Lizs' most private part and allowed his
fingers to explore her. Liz bit her lip as he stroked a particularly sensitive
spot. Lucky felt Liz's whole body begin to writhe beneath him and heard her
moan softly. He wanted her more than ever before. Lizs' yearning for Lucky was
quickly building into a torturous ache that she knew would only dissapte when
he entered her. She boldy reached out and took Luckys' manhood in her hands,
sliding her hands down the length of him and trying to guide him to the right
place. "Now," she said in a voice that she didn't even recognize as her own.
Lucky moaned. He quickly got the message and allowed himself to be guided.

He gently slipped into her, slowly thrusting his hips towards her, not wanting
to cause her any unneccessary pain. Liz instictively began to follow his
rhythm, her own hips rising to meet his. Lucky had never experienced anything
like this before. She felt as if she were made for him. Liz wrapped her legs
around Luckys' waist and began to move faster beneath him, pressing her
fingertips against the moist skin of his back. Lucky followed her lead,
quickening the pace that she now set. He wanted to wait for her. He wanted to
make it perfect for her. Moments, later his waiting came to an end as he felt
Liz's entire body shatter against his, while reaching his own eruption or
ecstasy right along wiht her. After collapsing in each other's arms, Lucky
rolled to her side taking her with him. He noticed for the first time the
tears that fell freely from Lizs' eyes.

"Oh my God, baby did I hurt you?" he asked concerned.
"No, of course not Lucky is was wonderful, " she said wiping her tears.
"Then why are you crying?"
"Lucky I'm just happy. You know I always cry when I'm happy." she said
giggling.
"Yeah, you get misty sweetie...but never anything like this," Lucky returned,
wiping her tears and still not convinced that he hadn't done anything wrong.
"Well, I guess I've just never been this happy before," she said before
kissing him with more love than she had ever thought possible.

They layed in each other's arms a few minutes before beginning to make love
again on what would turn into a very long night.

Chapter 12

"Lucky we've got customers," sighed Liz, trying unsuccessfully to squirm out
of her husbands embrace.

It was the morning of Kellys grand reopening and the place was packed. Liz had
wandered back into the kitchen to give Lucky an order, only to ambushed with
kisses.

"Baby I know," said Lucky between his hungry kisses down the length of Lizs'
neck. "But my mom's out there right now....she can handle it for a few
minutes."

"A few minutes?" Liz asked surprisedly. "Lucky....what do you want to do? Have
a quickie right here in the kitchen?"

A devilish grin pulled at the corners of Lucky's mouth and he raised his
eyebrows. "No, I was thinking maybe we could go upstairs -"

"LUCKY!" Liz exclaimed, playfully socking his left shoulder.

The newlyweds had been married for exactly 4 days and although nobody was
keeping record, if they had been asked how many times they had made love in
those 4 days, they each would have had to have given an approximate guess of
'around 40'. Making love was their new hobby. Neither one of them could seem
to get enough of the other.

Liz finally wiggled out of Lucky's arms. "Mr. Spencer...remember we're closing
early today...can you hold out a couple of hours?" She asked backing away from
him.

Lucky leaned against the countertop, out of breath. "You're just too damn
beautiful. You know that? He asked shaking his head. "But yeah, I think I can
hold on few more hours."

Liz blew him a kiss as she headed back out to face the crowd.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Liz sighed as she collapsed into a chair in the front of Kellys. They had
closed early and still her feet were sore.

"Hey you," said Lucky walking out of the kitchen with something obviously
hidden behind his back. "You tired?"

"So tired, " replyed Liz, yawning. "My feet are killing me.....BUT, why don't
we skip the chit chat and get down to what you are hiding behind your back?"

Lucky laughed out loud. "Baby you know me far too well," he said, producing a
piece of pie from behind his back. He placed it in front of Liz.

"It occured to me today, that in our rush to leave the reception...we never
got any of our wedding cake, and since nobody thought to save us any," he
added with mock annoyance. "I made this for you."

Liz eyed the piece of pie suspicously. "Oh Lucky...you are so sweet but - umm,
honestly I'm not very hungry."

"Somethin' wrong with my pie Elizabeth?" asked Lucky, pushing it even closer
to her.

"No. Of course not Lucky - I just...I just, " Liz was at a loss for words
looking at the 'mystery pie'. Lucky's culinary skills had definitley improved
since he'd found out about haveing to run Kellys, but this pie did not
resemble any pie that Liz had ever seen. "I was just wondering exactly what
kind of pie this is?"

"Apple," replyed Lucky, matter-of-factly.

Liz tried, but failed to keep from laughing out loud.

"What?" asked Lucky, honestly wondering what could be so funny.

"Baby, I'm sorry," said Liz reaching out and stroking his cheek. "I just -
looking at this pie...baby, it's very - it's very interesting looking," she
said searching for the right word. The slice of gooey...whatever, did not look
like any apple pie that she'd ever layed eyes on.

Lucky picked it up from the plate and held it under Lizs' nose. "Try it," he
said, "It's good. Really Elizabeth I just had a piece myself, it's delicious."

"Oh really? Well if it's so good why didn't you grab yourself another slice on
your way out here?" asked Liz inching further back into her chair.

"Oh I couldn't eat another bite, answered Lucky getting up from his chair and
standing right next to Liz. "Open."

"Lucky I - " Lizs' protests were cut short by the taste of pie. To her
surprise it was actually quite tasty.

"Good huh?" asked Lucky, pleased with himself. "I told you."

Liz brought her hand to her face, realizing that Lucky had gotton more of the
gooey mess on her face than in her mouth. Lucky began to back up, realizing
that this meant war.

"Yeah, it's good," said Liz slowly nodding her head and walking towards him.
"But since I'm all messy now....I'm afraid you are gonna have to get messy
too."

Liz picked up the entire pie from off of the countertop and began to chase
Lucky. The pursuit was on. The couple dodged tables, chairs and the jukebox,
laughing hysterically.

"You can run, but you can't hide!" yelled Liz as Lucky ducked behind a chair.
She dug her hand into the pie pan and hurled a piece of the sloppy dessert
right at his head.

"Direct hit!" she screamed triumphantly as Lucky stood up from behind the
chair with pie crust and filling throughout his hair.

"Oh, you're gonna get it now!" he said leaping at her. He grabbed Liz around
the waist, tackling her on to one of the tabletops.

Lucky leaned over Liz, pinning her to the table. The tension between the
panting couple could have been cut with a knife.

"Well look at us...we're all sticky," said Lucky, his voice suddenly deeper
than before.

Liz smiled misheviously as a deviously fun idea popped into her head. "Who
ever's in the shower first is a rotten egg!"

Once again the pursuit was on.