radicalducati Epilogue
Epilogue
Epilogue
Aidan glanced out the window and saw a beautiful skyline. “We really need to go outside today,” he said as he lightly traced a pattern on Bethany’s behind.
“You said that yesterday and yet here we are.” Bethany’s mutter was practically unintelligible with her face pressed against the mattress. “Do you think we should call Michelle and see how Alice is doing?”
Aidan smiled at the nervous mom lying next to him. Alice turned one the previous month, and this was their first trip alone since the arrival of their baby girl. “Sure, luv, whatever you want.” Aidan punched in the number and waited. “Hey, Tom. Oh yes, Rome is a beautiful city. Sure we did. We are taking a rest right now, but our plans are to wander the city tonight. Can I speak to the Alice monster, please?”
“Da-deeeeeeee!” came the sweetest voice Aidan would ever hear.
“Hi, baby doll.”
Alice garbled some words together in a mock sentence, and clearly, Aidan was to make some sort of response.
“You don’t say!” he said lamely.
Bethany reached for the phone and proceeded to have a full discussion with their child. It amazed him how much she could understand.
“Well okay, but you share your toys, little girl. Toys are for sharing.” Bethany paused listening some more. “Hmmm, you sleep tight. Love you, baby.”
Aidan got on the phone, made kissing sounds to his giggling daughter, and then disconnected the phone.
Bethany’s eyes became a bit misty.
Aidan kissed her tears away. “She’s fine, sweetheart.”
“I miss her.”
“So do I, but she’s fine.” Aidan patted her soft behind. “Shall we get dressed and check out this area or what?”
Bethany frowned. “Did we not come here to have wild sex?”
Aidan grinned. “Basically, yeah.”
“Did we not spend time in Rome when I was pregnant wandering around after you made your film in Malta?”
“Yeah, that’s true too.”
“Why do we have to see it all again? Has it changed that much?”
Aidan laughed. “No, sweetheart, it hasn’t.”
“After we have more wild sex, perhaps we can go out for pasta. I’ll need my energy.”
“You have a deal.” Aidan reached for her and paused. Moans came from the room next door. They sounded vaguely familiar to him.
“Oh God, oh God, oh Gawd!”
Aidan stood. “Beth, it’s that couple from the motel!”
Bethany laughed. “It can’t be them.”
“Woman!” roared the man next door. “You could suck the brass off a doorknob!”
“That man needs to learn another line,” Aidan said, frowning.
“Great God almighty,” Bethany said.
“Do me, big Daddy, do me!” screamed the woman.
Aidan and Bethany stared at each and burst out laughing. “It’s them,” Aidan said with a smile. “It’s nice to know people save their money to fly all the way to Rome and then spend all their time in their rooms having wild sex.”
Bethany smirked. “It’s despicable, that’s what it is.”
Aidan climbed on top of her and wondered out loud, “I wonder if we can top them. I mean, I know you can, but I’m not sure—”
Bethany punched his arm. “Shut up, I’ve learned to climax like a lady.”
Aidan grinned. “Well, since we clearly don’t have to be polite, let the lady take a break today, all right?”
“You bet, big Daddy!”
Aidan grinned and kissed her, and they made love loudly and passionately throughout the night.
The next morning they were so wrapped up in each other they failed to notice that the couple next door was no longer making any noise. They were happily unaware that the moaners had complained to the hotel concierge and asked for another room.
“The couple next door was like alley cats or something. You understand?” the meaty car salesman had said to the concierge. The Italian nodded and transferred the couple to new accommodations. He smiled. Wait until he told everyone that Aidan Shannon and his wife were making so much noise that they had to move the neighboring couple to another room.
“Ah well, that’s amore, after all.”