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He grinned, unabashed. He felt like he was drunk on pure happiness at this point.
"Yes ma'am. I have been planning this since I came back to Austin. You are the only woman for me, Tasha. I couldnt imagine being with anyone other than you. You are the only woman who has ever loved me enough to travel with me. You are witty, intelligent, gentle and kind. Very much the sheila for me, love. Now, where do you want to go on our honeymoon? I know a really nice place I'd like to take you, but I'll let you decide." He couldnt seem to stop smiling.

She said, "I've always wanted to visit Italy." to his shock as that was what he had in mind all along.
"That is why I'm marrying you, woman. You read my mind!" He said as he pressed his lips to hers. As he pulled back, he murmured, "Now let's set a date!"

She smiled and said, "How about in August. You have a break from some of your film obligations, and we should be able to celebrate our honeymoon for a week or two. Say....around the 20th?"

He nodded and cupped her face with his large, warm hand. "August 20th it is then. I love you Tasha." His eyes were glowing in the flickering light as they gazed into hers with such intensity that it made her feel slightly faint.
She gripped his upper arms with shaky hands and said, "I love you too, Russ. Sometimes I feel as though I'm floating around in a dream, and it frightens me because none of it seems real. But you are my strength and my luck, and I will love you all the days of my life"

He hugged her close to him, murmuring words of love in her ear and nibbling on any exposed areas he could find. Finally she swatted him playfully away, telling him she knew he was hungry but she wanted to be his wife - not his next meal! He laughed and prowled into the kitched to dig out the food.

Eating what his mum had sent with them, they spent the evening gazing at each other in adoration and giggling. This night, both were giddy with pure happiness. They extinguished the candles and lay before the fireplace laughing and talking of what they wanted for the wedding. Since they couldnt make love they had to make do with cuddling in each other's arms, and whispering sweet nothings to one another until they both fell asleep.

Tasha spent the the next 2 months resting and beginning to plan the wedding, which was only 6 months away. Russell had some film obligations, so he had to be gone for a few weeks. He had returned this morning from LA where he'd had to attend the premiere of his latest movie. He had called her at every available opportunity to tell her how much he missed her.

It seemed to her that her very soul ached while he was gone and she had lamented over the fact that she hadnt been able to go with him. He had thought that it was best for her if she stayed on the farm for a bit longer to relax and heal. Although she had agreed with him, she had missed him like crazy. She had stayed in the main house while he was gone, but upon his return they were making use of the cabin. This night they were sitting up in bed discussing the decorations and style of the wedding were going to be.

They both agreed they wanted a very simple ceremony. He was concerned that the press would find out about it and ruin it. They both decided that since he had just bought the new villa in Tuscany that they would put it to good use for the wedding, especially since they were planning to honeymoon there. That way they would have more time with each other since they would not have to travel after the ceremony.

It was far enough off the beaten path to throw the pressies off, and beautiful enough to make for a gorgeous ceremony.

Tasha had wanted an outdoor wedding, but it wasnt practical with the press known for spoiling celebrities big day so they both decided it would be held in a small antechamber of the villa. Big enough to hold the few guests they wanted there, and small enough to keep it simple.

Tasha had always loved roses, and he humored her when she decided that she wanted them everywhere. She said she wanted so many that you could smell them if you were standing outside. They were laying in bed this particular evening discussing it over a book of decorative ideas. He laughed at her and pulled her close to him. He was willing to let her have whatever flower she wanted, he told her, as long as the most important flower was present - her.

She gave him a coy look and a wicked smile as the turned to him and sat up on her knees.
"Mr. Crowe," she murmured into as she leaned in toward him, until the tip of her nose was only inches away from his. "It has been a while since we have made love, has it not?"

She leaned back to study his face. "My body has healed, and I've went back on the pill. I realize you are concerned about another miscarriage, but the doctor assures me that it is a very rare occurence and not likely to happen again. All I know is that I've missed your touch and I need you inside me again."

She watched the bright desire dawn in his eyes, but still he said, "You are sure that it wont happen again? Tasha, I love you more than anything and I couldnt bear for anything to happen to you.."

She ran the tip of her finger lightly down his cheek, and said, "We cant be 100% sure of anything, darling, but that is life. We cant let it stop us from making love."

He looked uncertain, but his face slowly moved toward hers. She closed her eyes and felt his soft lips tentatively touch hers. As light as the kiss began, soon it was an all consuming fire as their mouths parted. Their tongues met in a heated frenzy as one hand grasped her hip, and one began to rub her breast. Both of them desperate, she leaned back long enough to jerk the t-shirt over her and soon he stood up to shed his. As she gazed upon his gorgeous naked body, he gently pushed her back onto the bed.