Aimee POV

Wheeling my case towards the hotel entrance, I was exhausted it had taken an age to get here, it was late and all I wanted to do was climb into a nice soft bed and sleep. I didn't even have the energy for my regularly scheduled Joe time, I was simply wiped out.

Walking up to the reception desk I place my case to the side and give the receptionist the best smile I can manage.

"Id like to check in please" I say "McMahon, Aimee McMahon"

"Let me just bring up your reservation" she smiles "long day?"

"You could say that" I chuckle and then I notice the frown on her face "is there something wrong?"

"I'm sorry we have no reservation under that name" she says

"Really? I don't understand" I say confused "ok can you tell me which room Stephanie Levesque is staying in she's my cousin I'm sure she can sort this out"

"Absolutely she is in room 105 top floor" she says

Of course she is, my guess is that her and Paul are staying in a suite, grabbing my case I head for the elevator and push the button for the first floor.

It doesn't take me long to find their room, so I knock and wait for one of them to answer.

"Hey tinkerbell what can we do for you?" Paul asks, I've always hated that nickname it's his way of making fun of my height

"You're wife seems to have forgotten to book me a room?" I say and he steps aside to let me in the room.

"Aims" Steph smiles "I know why you're here and it wasn't an oversight it was deliberate"

"Deliberate?" I ask "ok you are going to have to explain this to me, why would you deliberately not book me a room?"

"Becuase you aren't staying at the hotel, you are staying with Joe" she grins "he was supposed to be here when you arrived"

"I'm not in the mood for jokes Steph" I groan "so how about I crash in your room tonight and you sort my room in the morning"

"No can do tinkerbell" Paul sighs "this room only has one bed and that sofa is like concrete"

"And it's not a joke" she says "Joe called me and explained that he would like you to stay with him, so I told dad there weren't enough rooms at the hotel and that Joe had kindly offered you his spare room, and he was fine with it"

"Wait a second?" I say pinching the bridge of my nose "Joe went to you behind my back after I told him no? Twice?"

"Dont get mad at him  I think it's really sweet he wants you there" she says walking over to the window "oh here he is he just parked up, go enjoy your time with him"

Shaking my head I grab my bags and head back out of the hotel, Steph was right it was kind of sweet but at the same time I was so mad at him for going behind my back. I had told him that Stpeh knew so that he didn't have to worry about her or Paul seeing us not so that he could take advantage of it.

"Hey babygirl" he says smiling broadly "let me take your bags"

"I can manage open the trunk" I say walking around him, he does as I ask and I place my bags inside before getting in the passenger seat.

"Are you mad at me?" He asks starting the engine

"Yes becuase you went behind my back after I said no" I sigh "Joe you can't take advantage of her knowing like that"

"You're right I'm sorry" he sighs "I just wanted to have some time with you with no interruptions, no standing butt naked on a balcony, just us but if you want to stay here I can pay for a room"

I look at Joe, he has his hands on the wheel but his head is down his eyes on his lap and he looks so deflated and now I feel bed, I didn't want to upset him or hurt his feelings. Reaching out I place my hand on top of his and he looks at me like he's trying to read my mind.

"Take me to your place Joe" I say and a small smile creeps across his lips

"Are you sure?" He asks and I nod

"Yeah just don't make a habit of this ok" I sigh and he nods before pulling out of the parking lot.

After a short drive we pull up out side a beautiful beach front property and I instantly fall in love with the place. Joe gets out of the car, grabs my bags and then comes round to open my door.

Joe unlocks the front door and we walk inside, the first thing I notice is the smell of food in the air and my stomach rumbles.

"Is some one cooking?" I ask and he smiles

"I cooked dinner" he says putting my bags down and taking my hand, he guides me through to the dining room where the table is set with candles and now I really feel like crap, tears fall down my cheeks and Joe turns me to face him. "Hey why the tears?" He asks gently

"You've gone to all this trouble and I was so horrible to you" I say and he smiles

"Dont be upset I understand why you were mad" he says pulling me into his arms "but this is just the start, I have champagne on ice by the hot tub and a king size bed strewn with rose petals all for you, I plan on spoiling you tonight"

"Joe...." My eyes lock with Joe's and I stop speaking, realising what I was about to say, that I had crossed a line and the if the day ever came that I had to let him go it was going to hurt like hell.