JC was scurrying around the lower level of the house. His phone was glued to his hands and he was all grins. He loved the feeling of being secretive, even a little bit mysterious. It was two days before Samantha's birthday, and he had been busy all week making plans for what he hoped would be her most memorable birthday ever. 

He had been up well before the sun, making some last minute arrangements. Samantha was peacefully sleeping as he snuck out of bed to get in a quick workout then settled in the kitchen making all the phone calls he needed to make.

A few hours had passed, and Sam was putting on lotion under her white silk robe. She was humming softly. All she knew was her man had been distracted-- all week long he was preoccupied and busy with something, but still taking the time to be the amazing boyfriend he had become.

When he heard the shower start, he got on the phone to make his last phone call. Two new matching Louis Vuitton suitcases were packed and in the back of his car. He was in a pair of jeans and long sleeved, loose fitting comfy t-shirt. His glasses were on and his hair was in its slightly messy curly state. He came into the bathroom, leaning on the doorframe to the closet. "How was your shower baby?"

"Good," she looked up at him and smiled. "Would have been better with you. I miss our morning showers together." Her lips curled down into a cute pout. 

He laughed so cutely. "Samantha Bentley, are you pouting?" He walked over to her, putting his finger under her chin so he could kiss that pouty lip. 

She couldn't help but turn that pout into a little grin for him as he kissed her. "Mmm. Kind of am." She looked at him, tilting her head with a little smile as she pulled away from his lips. 

"Well, I'm gonna need you to turn that frown upside down, boo." He grinned and kissed her lips once more. "I'm taking you for a cute little pre-birthday brunch."

"Ohh yeah?" That's why you look so cute and cozy?" She untied her robe, letting it hang open as she walked past him into their closet.

"YEP!" He called out proudly as he watched her walk in the closet. "You go ahead and get cozy too. I'll meet you downstairs baby!" He was gone in a flash, so excited about his plans. 

Sam grumbled about getting cozy. This was the 3rd time in the last 24 hours that she had dropped hints for sex and he was too distracted to notice. She made a cute face, pulling on a grey knit dress and her flip flops. She pinned her back on top so it was half up, half down. She threw on some light makeup and walked downstairs. 

JC was standing at the bottom of the stairs, keys in his hand. He was messing with them a bit, feeling jitters and nervous energy. His smile got bigger when she came down the stairs. "Beautiful..."

She smiled and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "Thank you handsome. Now you said brunch?" She grinned, "I like the sound of that."

"That I did," he helped her out to the car, opening the door for her before getting in himself. He was trying hard to just play it cool and also make sure he hadn't forgotten anything. He started the car, driving along the road. It wasn't a usual way he'd bring her downtown, he put his hand on her leg as he drove. "I hope you're hungry."

She rested her head on his shoulder and smiled, putting her sunglasses on. "I am actually. I worked out pretty hard in the gym this morning so I worked up a pretty big appetite." She glanced out the window, noticing the city was disappearing out of the car windows.

"You were working your butt off this morning, I may have watched just a little bit." His voice had the hint of a smile.

They drove for about 20 minutes, he took an unfamiliar exit off of the freeway, then turned them down a road that did not look like there were about to be any new restaurants on.

"And now you're spying?" She grinned cute, poking his side. "You've never had a problem interrupting me... I like interruptions you know..." She let her voice trail off a little bit as she looked out the window to see what was going on outside.

"I'll still interrupt. Just can't interrupt you every time," he grinned as he turned. In front of them was an airfield with a private plane sitting there, stairs already down. There was a steward waiting there with his arms crossed in front of him.

"Josh!" She made a soft noise, "Are we having brunch in some kind of new concept restaurant or something?" Her eyebrow shot up.

"You could most definitely say that. It's a really new thing." He parked and got out of the car, hurrying to help her out. He nodded to the steward, who came over to take their bags.

Sam reached for his hand and gave it a squeeze. "Joshua Scott Chasez..."

"Samantha..." he kissed her cheek really softly and linked fingers with her as he walked her to the steps, helping her to go up. Inside the plane, there were a bunch of roses laying on the table with mimosas on ice and a spread of fruit and pastry to start. There were balloons blown up in an assortment of colors from pink and orange to teal and yellow, with confetti inside of them. There was nothing else, and no one else on the plane.

Sam was nearly speechless as she took the scene in. After a few moments, she gasped and whispered, "Oh my God. Josh... I...." She was looking around. The flowers, the fruit, the balloons. She walked over to the balloons and couldn't help but giggle slightly at the confetti inside. "Baby. Oh. Wow." She sighed so softly before she walked back to him, letting her lips linger on his with a few soft kisses. "You are the most incredible man."

JC slipped his arms around her with a big smile against her soft kisses. "Mmm, it's not even your birthday yet. I just wanted you to be thrown off a little, that's all. You deserve the world, my love, and I want to try and give it to you."

She looked at him and smiled against his lips. "You've already been giving me the world. I'm definitely surprised baby."

He kissed her once more with a smile. "C'mon honey, let's go get something to eat. This whole new brunch experience is about to take off." He helped her to sit down at the small table, then sat next to her rather than across. He pulled for a mimosa to hand her as the door was locked and the engine started.

She smiled, taking the mimosa, toasting him. "Thank you handsome. You're like straight out of my dreams. Wow."

"You ARE my dreams," he took a sip, "I will do anything I have to in order to make my girl happy, and I want to be the man of your dreams... I  want to be everything you've ever wanted."

"You're doing an amazing job, baby. You've BEEN doing an amazing job. I hope I've told you that enough. I'm sorry if I haven't." She took a sip of her mimosa before she brought her body a little closer to his with minimal space between them now. 

He leaned into her slightly and wrapped his arm around her. "Samantha, you are constantly telling me that I am doing right by you. Don't start to apologize for anything of the sort. You're so good to me, like so good. I love you." He leaned down and put his lips against her cheek, pressing his face into hers. "I love you so much."

She smiled and closed her eyes. "I love you too, Joshua Chasez. To the moon and back baby," She nuzzled her face against his cheek as they felt the plane start to take off. "Ohhhh."

He smiled on her skin and whispered, "We might be here awhile."

Sam smiled and nodded as he whispered. "Mmmm, okay." Her lips kissed on his cheek with a soft brush. "Have breakfast with me?"

"It is your special day after all." He grinned as he looked down at her, immediately reaching for a slice of banana, holding it up to her lips. "For my lady."

"Oh, what service," she giggled, taking the banana slice from his fingers and nibbled it. "Mmm."

He pursed his lips, licking them. Without a beat, he held up another one to her lips, watching how she took it from his fingers and it made him grin. 

She grinned back at him, taking another nibble. "Thanks baby. You're good at this." She leaned over to the table, taking a piece of watermelon, bringing it up to his lips. 

He took it from her, nibbling on her finger playfully too. "Oh oops, sorry about that." He pulled back enough to reach and add a little more juice to their mimosa flutes then take a sip of his.

Before they even knew what was happening, the steward came out with a full course breakfast. Eggs Benedict, pancakes, and bacon. They both sat in comfortable silence, eating, exchanging grins and flirtatious nibbles. Sam took a moment to get up from her chair and move to the couch, she leaned back and rubbed at her full tummy. "Oh wow."

JC got up to follow her, plopping down on the leather couch. He grinned, leaning back with a satisfied hum. The moment they stood up, the steward cleared everything out of the way and left them alone in the cabin again. "I think I might explode if I ate anything else. I didn't know what to have them make, so I told them everything." He grabbed a pillow and hugged it to him. "I said it was for someone special and it was kinda a big deal."

"We haven't had this big of a breakfast in ages! Mmm, it was amazing." She snuggled him, resting her head on his shoulder. "Thank you." Her hand rested on his tummy too, where she rubbed softly.

He moaned softly, looking down. "There's a food baby in there honey, be gentle." He looked over at her, being so cute. He bit his lip, trying not to laugh while he reached to play with her hair.

Her laugh was soft. "I guess we'll be having twins then." She rubbed light circles over his shirt on his belly, peeking up at him with a big grin.

"Oh, food baby twins. We should start thinking of their names then. Benedict Chasez?" He furrowed his brows to look more serious.

Sam couldn't help but giggle at his pretend seriousness. "Benedict and Banana Chasez. There we go."

"Can you imagine?" He smirked, "The celebrity couple trend continues with the ridiculous children names. Apple, Banana, Benedict. I'm just going to tell you RIGHT NOW that is not happening and I don't care what you try to convince me with."

"Pfft, fine," she smirked. "I'll just take my need for a child named Pastry and let her be Pastry Bentley and raise her as a single mom." 

"Then Toaster Strudel Chasez will need to be mine alone, I guess. You would have been a good mom to him though..." He shrugged casually.

"Too bad," she grinned, "You'll need to find someone else willing I guess." She laughed so cutely and softly before she leaned away from him to take another sip of her mimosa. "Mmm." She tilted her head to look at him, smiling at his crinkly giggly eyes. "All joking aside, do you actually want kids?" Her voice was soft and thoughtful.

His giggle softened and stopped before he looked at her for a long moment. "I feel like we talked about this a little before. About adoption right?"

She nodded. "Yep. We're both adopted kids... it just seemed like it would be right."

JC studied her and smiled softly. "Being a parent scares me. Like a lot, to be honest. I guess so did falling in love though."

She smiled, kissing his cheek gently. "Absolutely no rush on it, Joshua. I wouldn't want to go into anything without both of us being completely sure it's what we wanted and we'd both be fully present to do it together."

"I agree, and I'm not worried about rushing into it... we have so much time baby." He sat up a little bit to take a sip of his mimosa. "Since we are on the topic though, would you want more than one and would you want to have your own?"

She smiled thoughtfully as she studied his face, her heart truly belonged to him and she knew it. "Mmm." She was thoughtful for another moment as she looked at him. "Yes, I could see 2 or maybe even 3. Pregnancy is such a beautiful thing, if I'm able to, I think it would be wonderful."

He reached to touch on her cheek with his fingertips. "Then I'll do my best to be ready when you are. When that time comes in our relationship, we can talk about it as much as you would like to."

She looked at him and smiled. "Oh sweetheart. I can be ready when you are too. When the time comes and we want to make that decision, however it might be, and whenever it might be."

***

Several hours had passed, gentle conversation and laughter helped to pass the time. Every chance he got, JC snuck glances at Samantha, wondering how he was able to be so lucky to be the one surprising her for her birthday. Eventually, they both got sleepy and retired to the bedroom at the back of the cabin.

Sam had her eyes closed, half asleep but more awake than not. JC was behind her, holding her tight and spooning her. The bed was heavenly and soft, and the rest she had was amazing. She was smiling to herself, feeling connected and safe.

JC had his face right against the back of her neck in the crook of her shoulder. He was completely relaxed and enjoying his spooning time with her. His arm was around her entirely and he was genuinely holding her close, as in there was no room between their bodies. He wasn't asleep any longer, now just resting his eyes and body. He felt the plane begin to descend and it made him smile. "Mmmmmm."

She sighed softly and leaned back into his body even more. "Baby are we landing?" She had absolutely no idea how long they had been up in the air. Between the food and the champagne and the snuggling time, she was enjoying herself.

His voice was low and relaxed, almost like a raspy whisper, "Yes baby, we're landing. Wheels on the ground in 30."

She nodded a bit and whispered, "I'm gonna roll over baby." She made a noise and rolled onto her side so she was facing him, her eyes were sleepy and satisfied. 

He smiled when she rolled over, immediately putting his arm around her again to pull her in. He was enjoying being in the moment with his girl. "Hi."

"Oh hi handsome," she rested her head on his chest, "Do I get to find out where we are going yet?"

He played with her hair just a bit as he put his head down to kiss the top of her head. "Mmm. Don't know if I'm going to let you find out just yet," he grinned to himself, "But you've been pretty good about not asking too much either."

Sam's laughter was soft and it made him smile. "I'm letting you take the lead and surprise me baby. Though this could explain how you've been a little distracted the last week."

His lips were on her head and he mumbled into her hair, "Oh I haven't been distracted honey, I've known what I was doing." He still wasn't getting the hint. "I've been focused on you and this plan for a little while now. Mmhmm."

Sam laughed softly. He didn't get it, and she wasn't about to press it when he was doing all of this for her. "Ohh have you daddy?"

He grinned so hard on her hair and she could feel it too. "I have." He kissed his way down to her face, along her cheek until his lips met hers and he smiled again. "Baby, you have no idea."

Sam smiled and rested her hands on his abs. She was playing with them gently, feeling how cut they were from touring life. "This romantic man who has taken over my boyfriend's body. I love it."

"Heyyyy now," he pulled his head back a bit to look at her. "Your boyfriend always had the romance in him. He just needed it to be activated."

She looked up at him and could see in his eyes that he was actually a little bit hurt by her statement. "Oh sweetheart. Baby. I'm thankful it's been activated. And I'm blessed that it's me that can get it all." She reached up to touch his face, "I love you."

His eyes really did take a moment to search hers, then he smiled again. "I have to admit that I've never quite been this way before with anyone else..." his voice trailed off when the pilot interrupted him.

"Monsieur et madame, bienvenue à Paris, France! Welcome to Paris, Mr. and Mrs." 

Her ears perked up. She had been to France many times and recognized that language. She broke out into a huge grin. "Joshua Scott Chasez!"

He grinned so big. "Samantha Bentley. Yes?"

She leaned in and let her lips go at him. She was giddy and surprised and in love, and she attacked him with her kiss. 

He couldn't help but let out a cute laugh but alsoa  low hum as her lips crashed into his. His arms both wrapped around her and he was kissing and smiling between kisses. "Happy birthday weekend, baby."

"It's almost yours too!" she grinned on his lips, "Or should I say joyeux anniversaire. Happy birthday, sweetheart."

He smiled and rubbed his nose against hers. "Thank you love." The plane came to a stop on the ground and the steward began to unlock the doors and prepared for arrival. "There's going to be a car waiting to take us to the hotel, and your surprises haven't stopped." He kissed her once soft and tenderly, a complete change from their usual frantic, needy kisses they had grown accustomed to. 

Sam smiled on his tender kiss. JC hadn't given her any of his needy, frantic vibes in over a week. Since he had his jealousy meltdown over the IKEA cashier and college boys, his affection toward her was different, not in a bad way, but in a new, grown way. "I can't wait sweetheart. I love your surprises."

JC grinned and sat up, pulling her with him. "C'mon, there's a beautiful hotel room waiting for your arrival and some beauty sleep." He smirked, loving that everything in his plan was working out smoothly and according to schedule. 

"That'll be amazing. Maybe a bath and a good rest. Unless you have other plans baby." She took his hand and let him lead her to the plane steps. All of the sudden, the stewards were moving two brand new Louis Vuitton suitcases and it made her grin. 

JC helped her down to the black escalade. "Both of those can go in the trunk thank you." He nodded to the valet and then he opened the car door for her.

Sam slid into the car after he helped her in, she watched as he climbed in next to her. The driver closed the door afterwards. She buckled in and scootched a little closer to him, resting her head on his arm. "Baby, this is honestly the sweetest thing a man has ever done for me. Maybe anyone ever."

He leaned his head down to be against hers for a moment. "Taking you on a trip is the sweetest thing anyone has done? None of your other boyfriends have ever taken you anywhere baby?"

Sam laughed softly. "It is. If it didn't involve wanting sex or something else, it didn't happen. And I'm not the kind of woman who readily lets surprises and sweeping off my feet happen to me. I'm a planner and an alpha female. So I always had my hands in all the plans."

JC kissed her temple and reached to slip his fingers in with hers. "Well I love that you're an independent woman, in fact I think it's fucking sexy and you know it, but there's only room for one alpha in a real relationship. And I want to be the one doing the spoiling, so thank you for letting me sweep you off of your feet."

"Oh no, thank YOU for being man enough to do that. No one else ever has before." She let her fingers interlock with his and she smiled. She leaned her head on him but rather than looking up at him, she glanced out the window over his shoulder. The Champs-Elysees and fancy shopping began to whip by them. It was early morning in Paris and things were just starting to come to life in the city. JC smiled and looked at her. Their car ride the whole way to the hotel was filled with a comfortable silence. He wanted to enjoy the moment of being in Paris with her and take in all the memories. He knew this trip was only happening like this once in a lifetime. He had made sure to tell the driver to go a back way to the hotel so they wouldn't take in too many of the sights. 

Sam played with their hands on his leg, taking a moment to look at her left hand intertwined with his right one. His hands were so much bigger than hers, and it made her get lost thinking about how they were strong and steady and she had already come to rely on him for so much. She had never felt that way and opened up to a man before... why was it JC all of the sudden? Was she opening up her heart too soon or was he legitimately the real deal?

JC pulled their hands up and put it against his face as he looked down at her with positively adoring eyes. The car pulled up to the hotel, the Four Seasons George V. It was swanky and classically Parisian. He smiled. "I love you."

"Love you to infinity Josh." She smiled and took a moment to look at him as the driver opened the door. "Oh, wow. Honey."

"Welcome to Paris my love," He kissed her fingers and helped her out of the car, nodding to the driver. "Merci." He led her inside to the Concierge Key desk, full on speaking French to inform the staff he had a reservation for Chasez. 

Sam looked at him a few times and blinked. That was unexpectedly such a turn on.

He handed over his black card to be put on file and took the keys given to him, nodding once again when asked about sending their bags up to the room as soon as possible. He took her hand again and led her to the elevators. "We stayed here the last time we were in town. I thought you might like it."

"Oh honey. I will love ANYTHING you do for me." She smiled and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "But this is going to be wonderful. I've only read about the Four Seasons in Paris in magazines. Wow."

"I had too until this promo tour. Now I'm kinda spoiled because it's that amazing." He grinned as the elevator went all the way to the top, the doors opened to reveal a gorgeous marble floor, hallway with flowers and mirrors that led to a huge antique looking door. 

She whispered because it was so beautiful and fancy. "Oh, wow." She was taking it all in, the marble and the gold and the flowers. She looked at their reflection in the mirror as they came to the grand door. 

He held the key to the pad and opened the door for her to walk in. Once again, the same balloons and confetti filled the room just as a sporadic touch, not over the top. There was a bouquet of flowers on the entry table and a card that said her name on it.  She let out an eep at the flowers and balloons and decor. She could see the kitchen and the living area and the doorway to the bedroom, and she pulled his hand over to the table with the flowers. 

He couldn't help but grin, getting the exact reaction he wanted out of her. "Happy Birthday. I'm going to say that like 50 times while we are here, so... hope you get used to that." He squeezed her hand then got behind her, wrapping his arms around  the front of her.

"Eep. Do I open the card before we go in further or do you have other plans for us baby?" She leaned back into his body.

"Baby, there are no must haves or must dos while we're here. I just want things to happen as they are. I have plans for some things but things can also be changed. If you want to open the card, you can, or wait until you're alone, or after dinner. It doesn't matter to me." He let his head dip down to put his chin on her shoulder. 

She smiled as she continued to lean back into his body, reaching for the envelope and pulling it up. His guy handwriting made her grin really big. "Ohh sweetheart!"

Every princess deserves flowers for her birthday, but my princess deserves much more. Welcome to Paris my love, your birthday is just beginning. I hope you like surprises. 

Love you, Josh

She looked down at the car and made a soft noise. "Oh Josh. Baby!" She turned behind her to look at him and sighed so soft. "I love surprises when they're from you. I love you." 

He smiled, pulling her to turn around to face him, he took the card out of her hand gently to place it on the table. He took her hands, pulling them up around his neck and put his forehead to hers. No words needed, just a push of his lips to hers in a soft and loving kiss. 

Her eyes fluttered closed, he always made her heart melt. Her lips brushed against his softly and she let herself kiss over and over. He made a soft little mmm, continuing to hold his hands at the back of her neck. He kept the kisses nice and slow, nothing rushed. There was even a little smile here and there, just them, standing in their entry way, in Paris. She sighed on his kiss, pulling him in a bit more, but not making moves to ramp things up either. They were light and she let her hands slide up the back of his long sleeved shirt where she rubbed softly. 

He smiled again, ending their kiss so he could take a soft breath himself, then he whispered, "I could kiss you all day long." His arms wrapped more around her so they were standing stomach to stomach, but he was looking down at her.

She smiled and nodded against his face. "I could too baby." her voice was barely above a whisper, but it was warm and full of love. "You're kinda that amazing."

He grinned. "Well, while I'm sure we could just lay here all day and tell the other how amazing we think they are and how much love we have for each other, I think we might want to get settled a bit." He touched her face and stroked her cheek with his thumb.

She smiled and closed her eyes again. She turned into goo for him all the time and couldn't help it. "You lead the way baby, I'm all yours."

He took her hand and pulled her along into the room. "Well, I knew we were going to have a long flight so I had an idea for us." The bedroom was classically beautiful and as luxe as she could have dreamed up. When he walked her into the living room, there was a huge box with a ribbon on it. It was sitting on the couch surrounded by a couple of pretty little gift bags with perfect paper and all.

She looked around and gasped. "Oh my gosh, baby!" She turned to look at him. 

He smiled. "It's your birthday, remember. Open the box first..." 

She walked over to the box and took the lid off. Inside was an insanely soft and fluffy knee length robe, a pretty ivory with pink silk letters embroidered on the back with her full name - Samantha. There were matching faux mink slippers too. "Oh, it's so soft!" She turned it around to look at the back and grinned. "Oh now you can keep track of me daddy."

He leaned against the sofa, grinning so cute. "Keep track of you? What do you mean?"

"My name is on the back," she giggled, "You'll always be able to find me." She licked her lips flirtatiously. "Am I slipping this on for you baby? Or is that for later?"

"Oh," he laughed lightly, "Just in case I lose you in a crowd of other robe wearing model girlfriends, I'll know this was the right choice. And why don't you just go ahead and open up the smaller bag and you'll find out what your answer to that is." 

She looked at him and smiled, walking over to the other bag. Inside contained a beautiful envelope with a hand written spa package for half of the day. She was going to get pampered from head to toe, and it wasn't only for her, but for him too. Couples everything. Facial, body scrub and massages with whatever add ons she wanted. "Josh." she looked up at him. "Thank you honey. Now I see why you said we were going to relax."

He smiled. "I know how tiring traveling can be and how the time difference can be rough on us, so I wanted to make sure you were going to be taken care of and still get to be with me. I've never had a facial but I won't mind trying it with you." He scratched the back of his head in that endearing way he did. 

"Baby, I promise you'll be manly even after all of this is done." She walked back to him and gave him a tight hug. "Thank you."

He made a gentle noise and put his nose up against hers. "I know, I'll just be pretty and manly." He kissed her cheek, "First appointment is in about 40 minutes."

She grinned. "You're already pretty. Probably prettier than me. Your eyes, your cheekbones, and that wavy hair." She nibbled on his lip. "Let's get ready to go, baby."

"No one is prettier than you, and that's that." He grabbed at her waistline and pulled away from her with a cute grin, walking to go grab the luggage that was dropped off at the front door. 

"Uhh, and Louis suitcases! You're quite the model yourself now, Mr. Chasez. I didn't know you had them."

"I didn't. Bought them last week," he grinned, taking them into the room and putting them on a luggage stand each. "Like, I bought each of us a set."

"Ugh. You are winning so many points Joshua Scott." She looked at the clock and smirked to herself. She was about to pass a comment but she stopped herself because she knew he wasn't going to take the bait. He was in his happy love bubble.

"I like winning points. I like winning anything," he laughed, "especially points with you." He pulled out a few things from his suitcase. "By the way, I think I did a pretty good job packing for you."

"I guess I can be the judge of that." She grinned and walked to the other suitcase, unzipping it. "Let's see baby."

"Down to your perfume, your normal jewelry and probably half of your side of the bathroom is in there," he smiled, "And if I did forget something, we can grab whatever you need of course." He walked over and kissed her cheek on his way to the bathroom to put his stuff in there for now.

She smiled, looking through everything. "Oh wow." She pulled out her cosmetic bag and peeked in and was in awe at the detail. She unzipped her jewelry bag and smiled. "On point as usual." She followed him into the bathroom to put her things down on the other counter. "I didn't know you observed all these things about me Josh. I'm honestly in awe a little bit."

"Of course I've noticed all of those things baby, I notice a lot even if I don't say everything I see." He looked at her through the mirror. 

She smiled and nodded, watching his reflection watch her. "I am blessed that I deserve you Josh." She sighed softly as their eyes really caught in the reflection of the mirror. She held his gaze for a few good moments before she offered one more soft and almost shy smile, needing to leave the bathroom. She walked back to her suitcases and she was smiling as she unpacked her things into the monster closet. The dresses and outfits he picked out for her were all ones he had commented on previously as his favorites. 

Watching her look at him like that was everything to him. He couldn't stop smiling himself and the scene of them unpacking their things for the time they'd be there. They were passing small glances and smiles when they looked up at the other. When he finished with his suitcase, he zipped it up and put it in a corner so it was out of the way. He passed her one last grin and walked out to the living room to grab her robe.

She slid her bag in the same spot as his but on the opposite side of the closet so they complimented each other. "Are we ready to start our spa time baby?" She watched him carrying the robe. 

"I figured we could go ahead and head down there so we could take a few moments to get something to drink and start winding down?" He smiled as he handed her the robe. "This will be a few hours."

"That would be fantastic, Josh." She leaned over and brushed her lips against his cheek. "Let's go enjoy." She slipped the robe into the crook of her arm before she took his hand.

He grabbed a key and his wallet, and into the elevator they walked. He locked their fingers tighter together as he leaned back against the wall of the elevator. "Anything you want on that spa menu is yours, and I mean it." He smiled as they went all the way down to the ground floor.

She smiled and leaned in, resting her lips against his neck. She left a lazy little trail of kisses along his skin as the elevator went down. She was just loving on him because she WAS in love so hard. "Mmm. Noted baby."

"Mmmm," he closed his eyes and smiled, loving how comfortable she was loving on him and more importantly how comfortable he was with her loving on him. He lifted his head up a bit and to the side to allow her lips better access. "I want to spoil you."

"Mmm." She kissed up to just under his ear and she sucked on that spot lightly with another few light kisses, before she whispered on his ear, "Spoil away Daddy."

JC grunted and his head came down to look at her really quickly with that look. The doors opened and there were a few people waiting to go up in the elevator. He took a breath, pulling her off and started walking a little faster than they were on their way to the elevator.

Sam grinned. That was the first reaction she had gotten from him in a hot minute, and she needed that. She was happily right by his side, holding his hand innocently like nothing happened at all. 

He cleared his throat as he took a turn down another hallway that had dimmed lights and spa music playing. The atmosphere already was perfect and relaxing with a bit of bamboo scent in the air. He held her close when they walked in. There was a sign that read Quiet Please in French and English, so his voice was soft and low. "Joshua Chasez."

She smiled when she saw the recognition flash in the receptionist's eyes of both JC and her. She kissed his cheek again and held him tightly. Something about him saying his name soft and low was sexy as hell to her. At this moment, she was completely confident in the idea that this man was her partner for the long haul.

He handed over his card and said softly, "Just keep it on file and charge everything to my room. I'll worry about the details when I leave later this week." He kissed her head and walked with her over to the sitting area. There were different fruit infused waters and huge comfy chairs to sit on or oversized beanbags. The receptionist stumbled over her words but composed herself quickly to tell them they could both get changed and use a locker for their clothes, and to meet back there ready to be taken to the spa.

She couldn't help but chuckle lightly as JC opened the door for her to the changing room. "Those blue eyes of yours still get the ladies tongue tied, Mr. Chasez." She grinned so cute as she closed the door behind them.

"Hush" he smirked, "Do not make me bring up where most men's eyes wander when you're around." He started to take his shoes off and pulling up his shirt, putting both in a locker, then throwing his pants on top, grabbing a robe for himself to put on. 

"Some guys like a nice pair and some happen to appreciate a good booty," she grinned, poking him in the side teasingly before she reached the fluffy white tie of his robe, leaving it open for a moment. She let her eyes admire him and take their time on him but not too long, just a good appreciation.

He wasn't expecting her to do that, so he looked down at himself and then up at her looking at him and he grinned. "I know, I haven't been keeping up with the tour body I came home with. I'm sorry mama." 

She laughed softly. "Baby you're perfect in my eyes. Tour body or home body. I love that you can just be comfortable with me and not worry. And we can enjoy cooking together and spending time together." She stepped forward, placing a soft kiss on his chest just above his heart. "I love you." She needed to step away from him and she followed suit, slipping off her flip flops and sticking them in the locker, then slipping off her grey knit dress, unclasping her bra as well. She slipped on her new robe making a soft noise when it hit her skin. It was soft and snuggly.

He smiled as he watched her, tying his robe closed, just in his Calvin briefs. "I love being comfortable with you. I'm always comfortable around you... and damn does that fit you perfectly baby."

"You knocked it out of the park Mr. Chasez," she smiled and tied her robe as well. She reached up and pulled her long blonde hair into a messy top knot to be ready for the spa. "Now, spoil me baby. I'm ready."

JC grinned, walking over to her and cupping her chin in his hand. He pulled her face up to kiss those lips real good, with more pressure than the last kiss they had. "Mmm. That's what I wanted to hear." He kissed again, taking her hand and leading her to the dark and peaceful waiting area. There was lemon and mint water waiting on them.

She giggled softly, taking a sip of her water. She was thinking about his kiss... he was hands down the best lover she'd ever ever ever had. Even his kisses could make her head spin. 

He looked over at her when she giggled and it made him smile. Both therapists walked in to greet them, escorting them down a private hallway that was opened by a key card. The entire room they walked into was the size of a studio apartment. There was a wall of running water, candles everywhere, two massage beds, a stone bed, a Vichy shower, hot tub, sauna and more. It was a one stop room for an exceptional spa day. There was even a closed off room if they wanted to be alone to eat or unwind. "Oh. This."

Sam's eyes searched all around the room then fell on him. She could see in his eyes that he was just as in awe as she was.. "Oh wow. Baby, this is gorgeous. Exceptional. My goodness."

His voice was soft and thoughtful. "I wanted to know that we wouldn't be bothered and we could have as much done as your heart desires, baby." He smiled and brought his lips to her temple. "I suggested the massages and body treatment first, is that okay?"

"That would be wonderful baby," she leaned into his body, "Let's relax together." She gave his hands a soft squeeze before she let go and slipped off her robe to get on the table as their therapists stood by. This was quite the five star experience, even more than some fashion insiders had given her. 

JC hung up his robe and got on the table next to her, smiling over at her. "Sorry if I fall asleep on you sweetheart, love you." The therapists brought over multiple things and asked JC something in french to which he nodded in response. Before they knew it, a warm oil was poured over their bodies and hot stones were placed on their spines to sit. 

***

Three hours later, their bodies were beat up and massaged and scrubbed and they were both satisfied. JC led her back up to their room where he promised them lunch.

She smiled, tilting her head a bit as she watched him in their living room. "Josh, thank you for an amazing morning so far. This is beyond anything I could have dreamed. Just when I didn't think you could be more perfect..."

He mumbled against her face, "It's not close to being over baby," he smiled, "I want you to get comfy and look at a menu for me."

She bit her lip with a sparkle in her eye. "Can comfy be naked, baby?" She felt like she needed to ask though she was sure she knew the answer. 

He laughed real  low. "Most definitely can be naked if that's what you feel like doing." He grinned, "Like I'm gonna say no you can't be naked." He laughed real cute, leading her into the bedroom before he began to peel his clothes off, which were kinda damp. 

"Mmmk." she smiled, slipping her dress off along with her damp bra and panties. She left her hair up in the top knot as she crawled into their luxurious California King Bed. She laughed slightly, knowing the size of the bed was ridiculous since JC didn't believe in personal space, and frankly, neither did she. She leaned over to grab the room service menu off of the night stand. "So much food." 

He took their clothes and tossed them into their little laundry room with a smile... he came walking out, absolutely naked, his hands holding two bottles of water. "Gotta drink water after that kind of massage and stuff baby..."

"Mmm yes definitely." She looked up at him. "Can't be dry. Nope." she grinned cute, needing to look back at the menu. JC in all his confident and naked glory was so fucking distracting every single time. "How does a ham and melted cheese on a croissant sound with a side of soup?"

He stood at the side of the bed, watching her as she read the menu. "How does that sound to me, or how does that sound for you? Because that's not gonna be enough for me."

"Well that should be enough for me now. It depends how many more times we are going to eat today, daddy."

"Well baby it's lunchtime. We will rest for a little bit so we don't get too tired and then I'm taking you somewhere tonight for dinner. So I'll let you decide on that."

"Mmm. Then that'll be enough for me. Maybe I'll add in a lemon pastry too." She grinned and held out the menu. "What does daddy want?"

He took the menu and bit the corner of his lip as he kneeled down on the bed with one knee. "I want to see what their French Onion soup is like with maybe a Monte Cristo sandwich. Oh yes, all of the yes."

Sam watched him look at the menu and the way he was grinning and smirking. She was truly taking the time to admire him. She took all of him in. The way his body moved, the littlest bit of hair that led from his stomach down to his hips, And oh his hips... the way his hips were shaped, and that delicious V that she loved so much. She even took a moment to admire the way his package looked. He wasn't turned on but it still made her smirk. She let out a soft sigh. This man was all hers. She felt pretty fucking lucky. 

"That's what I want." He reached for the room phone, still with his leg on the bed, and he began to talk in a low voice in French, he was talking with his hand too as he described what they both wanted. "25 minutes, baby."

Sam blinked a few times, watching him. "You are something else, Joshua Chasez." She shook her head. 

He looked at her, raising his eyebrow. "Huh? I am? Cause I ordered for you?"

She smirked. "I'm going to be perfectly blunt now, Joshua, and I don't do this often." She bit at her lip, "You literally radiate sex. Even when you're not trying."

Both of his brows went up sky high. "Oh shit. You think so?"

She couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, not laughing at him, or at herself for that matter. "Joshua Scott, I've never been more sexually attracted to a man in my life than I am to you. Whether or not you're tearing it up and breaking chases in Vegas or you're being the sweetest gentleman ever in Paris. It's not gonna change the fact that you turn me on when you don't even try."

He licked his lips a little bit, and just her words turned him on a little bit. He crawled onto the bed and cupped her face into his hands, getting inches away from her lips. "Are you turned on right now?"

She smiled up on his lips and went in for a playful nibble with a light growl, all the answer he needed. 

He growled right back with a grin. "Daddy got 20 minutes." He nipped right back at her lip while he made quick work of her body being under him in seconds. She was pinned with nowhere to go and now he was completely turned on. He blinked a few times, looking down at her, having the realization that he hadn't had a moment like this with her in a hot minute.

Sam let out a little sigh and moan when he turned on and pressed against her that way, oh did she miss it. She leaned in a little bit more, crashing her lips to his with a good tug while her hips pushed up at him a bit. 

JC let out a low and long moan with her slight hastiness. One hand grabbed at her leg and threw it to the side so it slipped off the side of the bed. He was against her, and he pushed his hips hard. She was so ready for him that the push of his hips alone allowed him to slip inside. He didn't know it was like that, and it even made him suck in a breath for a second because his body was reminding him that it had been days-- which felt like forever.

Sam sucked in a breath of her own, knowing how bad her body craved him, but she didn't realize it was as bad as it was. Her body trembled beneath him when he pushed those hips and she moaned out his name. Her hands reached down and made fists of the bed on both sides of her while her one leg continued to hang off the side of the bed.

His mouth found hers as she moaned out his name. He sucked on her open lips as he bucked his hips into hers for good measure, before pulling out and bucking again with a low grunt. His hand found her jaw, holding it as he repeated the quick and short, hard thrusts against her. 

She reached up and grabbed onto something, anything above her. One hand grabbed a pillow and the other tried to reach for the headboard to steady here. Her hips rocked with his, as his short, quick thrusts caused her to meet his with her own so their skin smacked a bit. She could feel that she wasn't going to be able to hold on for much longer because her need for him was too intense. She moaned out, but into his mouth where she then took that kiss, stealing it back with a greedy suck of his lips.

He was sucking in short breaths and letting out grunts and noises between them. He forgot how long it had actually been and he knew he wasn't going to last very long himself. His brows furrowed and he grabbed the leg that he threw down and hiked it over his hip, shifting their position just a bit. "Ohhhhh FUUUUUUU...." Their skin smacking was echoing in the closet because the door was open just enough. 

As soon as their position shifted, she went to raise her hips and tighten her core but she was no match for the shockwave he sent her body. She immediately started to tremble and let go, literally yelling out his name in a frenzy. "JOSH! OH! BABY!" She had to let go of the headboard because she just couldn't grip it anymore.

Her body going into an immediate climax like that, which he could feel immensely caused him to throw his face down against hers and kiss her deeply, regardless of whether it was sloppy or not. He wasn't able to make out words, just guttural noises as his body released every bit of sexual tension he didn't realize he had. The bed was antiqued and heavy but even it was moving a little bit. This was one of the hardest and quickest climaxes he had ever had himself. As his eyes closed he wanted it to be burned in his memory 

Her body continued to tremble as her hips rocked with his. He knew her so well... those hips of his worked her until the very last moment of pleasure could hold on. Her lips fell off his kiss but it was mixed in with satisfied moans and low grunts. She kissed and kissed and kissed over and over again until they became less sloppy and more aware. Her body was tingling from her head to her toes. 

His lips had fallen off the side of her cheek and his hips finally began to slow themselves. There were a few more thrusts until his body crashed down against hers. He was feeling twitchy and groaning as he tried to even catch his breath. He was almost in an out-of-body experience. He couldn't even handle how much he didn't know he was neglecting the sex.

She made a little noise beneath him, welcoming his strong body on top of hers. Her eyes were closed and satisfied as hell, oh did she need him so badly. Her lips went to his shoulder where they rested. She was satisfied and happy and in tune with his body. 

He needed a couple minutes to just be. When those moments passed, he was able to breathe normally and he made a low hum, shifting his weight so he wasn't completely on top of her. "Mmm. I don't even know how that happened or how fast baby, but I'm not mad in the least."

Sam's eyes were still closed and she mumbled softly. "Baby, I've been hinting to you for like the last week how badly I needed sex. Ohh, that was so good." She moaned softly again. 

He rolled to the side and looked down at her. "You have? Like I've missed out on your hints for sex?"

"Yes," she laughed softly, "I told you to meet me in the shower this morning. You were busy getting things together for this trip. Same thing with the gym. And I am totally not offended in any way because I know you were so busy thinking about this trip together and having it be seamless. Which it IS thanks to your attention to detail. But I definitely had a moment of like... is he not into me sexually anymore, not gonna lie." She looked up at him. 

"Baby... no no no! You're serious? I'm so sorry."

She looked at him and couldn't help but smile. "Josh you surprised me with a trip out of my literal dreams. I think a week without sex is perfectly excusable. But clearly all it took was for me to be a little bit more forthcoming with what I wanted. So I won't hint anymore." She smirked, "I'll just tell you I need you if that happens again."

He went from being concerned to having a grin for days. "My mind was very much occupied and please, just tell me when you're feeling it baby. I won't have a problem giving you what you need. I think I just had never done anything like this before and I wanted everything to be so perfect that I let time get away." He leaned down and brushed his lips softly against hers. "Love you."

"You've never had a problem giving me what I needed," she smiled on his lips, "I love you more baby. I love when you love me... I love when you surprise me with things and I love to just watch you. I'm happy to admire you."

He went to say something with a smirk when the doorbell rang. "Shit," he mumbled, tossing a blanket over her. He stumbled over to his PJ pants that were nearby and pulled them on to answer the door. He looked over his shoulder and yelled "I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!"