Benson stood outside the limo with a smile, holding the door open for Serenity. "Thank you, Benson," she said with a smile as she stepped into the limo. She was feeling excited to be going to the vineyard for a wine tour, but was more excited for the wine tasting. This was one vineyard she had never been to, and one she always wanted to see what their wine tasted like. The only thing bothering her, was Warren.

On the way to the vineyard, she couldn't stop thinking about how Warren had been acting, and wondered what possibly could be going on with him. She looked over at him with a puzzled look, and placed her hand on his thigh, "Can I ask you something without you getting upset?"

"Depending on what it is, I might have an answer for you."

She removed her hand from his thigh and looked down while folding her hands together, then twiddled her thumbs for a moment, thinking, and hoping what she was about to ask him, it wasn't going to cause him to flip out. She stopped twiddling her thumbs, and turned her head to look at him, wanting to see what kind of look he had on his face before asking what she wanted to know. "Are you in some kind of trouble?" she quietly asked, and after seeing how his expression changed, she wished she would have kept the question to herself.

"Trouble?" he asked, giving her a questionable look.

"Forget I even asked," she sighed. It was a response she figured he would give her, and by the look on his face, she wished she hadn't brought it up. She moved away from him, and moved closer to the door to look out the window.

He moved closer to her, and reached for her chin, turning her towards him. Curious as to why she would think he was in trouble. "Don't ask me a question, then turn around and say forget it. But if you want to know... No, I'm not in any kind of trouble. I'm not sure why you asked me a question like that, or why you would even suspect that I am?"

She looked him in the eyes, and saw darkness form over them, scaring her. She scrunched her eyebrows, and gulped while removing his hand from her face, wondering where that look came from. "Serenity... talk to me... why would you ask me such a thing?" he asked lowly, and calmly when he saw her expression change. "I've never been in trouble in my life."

"I was only asking..."

"And I'm asking, why you're asking me a silly question like that? Something is on your mind, and I would like to know what that is."

"Because, there's something different with you. You don't treat me like you used to, and now... now it seems like you're trying to buy my love, instead of giving me your love. You're different Warren..." she says, taking a deep breath, hoping this wasn't a start to a big fight. She still had a headache and wasn't in the mood for any voice raising, especially inside a vehicle. But there were things she had been feeling, and felt the need to continue speaking what was on her mind. "I get this strange feeling you're hiding something from me, and I feel it's my duty and right to ask... Warren, I'm your wife dammit, and if you're in some sort of trouble, I deserve to know."

He looked at her with hurt in his eyes, wanting to tell her what's been going on, but couldn't. He couldn't find it in his heart to tell her, and just wanted to enjoy the weekend he was going to have with her. "No, I'm not in any kind of trouble. Just extremely stressed out, wore out, tired, and now worried about you and what you're thinking. And now that you brought up divorce, it's got me feeling more stressed and worried."

She turned her head towards him, and gave him a mocking look, "Then explain to me why you've been the way you've been... look at you, you've changed your appearance, you have a scruffy look now when you were always clean shaven, your hair is longer, and..."

"And what?"

"And, you're just not you. I don't even know who you are anymore," she said sadly, looking away from him, and out the window sighing.

He tilted his head back, and closed his eyes, thinking about what he's been up to this past year, and how it's been affecting his marriage. He didn't want her feeling the way she was, and hated seeing her hurt. He too wanted his life back, and her. Opening his eyes, he sighed and reached his arm out to her, pulling her into his arms, and holding her tight. "I want you to know, I love you very much, and I don't want you thinking any differently. You're the love of my life, and I will do anything I can to protect you."

"Then quit making me feel this way," she whispered. As much as she wanted to pull herself out of his arms, she stayed in them. Being in his arms made her feel secure, loved, wanted, and closed her eyes to enjoy the moment she never gets to experience anymore.

He looked at his watch to see how much longer they had until they reached their destination, and seeing they had almost an hour to go until they arrived, he wanted to give her the love he's been neglecting to give. With her still in his arms, he reached over and turned on some music, then shifted his body to lay her on the seat.

"Warren, what are you doing?"

He hovered over her, and smiled while staring at her. Studying her face, running his fingers through her long dark hair, then traced her bottom lip back and forth with his thumb, "I'm going to make the time go by," he says, lowering his lips to hers, and passionately kissing her.

The moment his lips met with hers, her insides fluttered, and raised her arms to wrap around him. The way he was kissing her, brought memories back to how he used to kiss her in that way, that it had her feeling loved by him once again. She had mixed emotions running through her mind, she put the bad thoughts she was having to the side, and let out a moan when she felt her inner core begin to throb.

His lips released from hers, and hungrily moved to her neck, while his hand moved under her shirt, and up to her breasts, massaging them. Massaging them like he hadn't felt them in ages, and quickly lifted her shirt. Even though they were in a moving vehicle, he wanted to make sure she was happy, satisfied, and more importantly he wanted her to feel loved by him, more loved than before they left the house.

He removed her bra, dropping it to the ground, and instantly wrapped his mouth around her breast, teasing each nipple with his teeth, and tongue. The longer he teased, the harder her nipples erected, and the more moistened she was feeling below. He moved back up to her lips, kissing her hungrily, and with more urgency. He had been missing this himself, and was missing her being beneath him.

His hand moved down into her panties, and groaned with delight when his finger slid beneath her folds and into her warm wetness. Feeling how warm, and wet she was, he knew he hadn't lost his touch with her, and loved the response he was getting from her. "I'm glad to see I can still excite you," he groaned into her ear. "How about I excite you even more... would you like that?"

"In what way?" she asked, panting, and knowing what he meant. Seeing the smile he gave her, had her heart beating faster, and her stomach twitching when he moved away from her face, and lowered himself to where she was heavily throbbing for him, and quickly removed her bottoms.

"Warren," she whispered while raising her hips the instant she felt his tongue slide through the curtains. Her hands quickly moved to his head, and grabbed a fistful of his hair, tugging, and pulling the longer his tongue teased her sensitive spot. She raised her hips again when she felt a couple fingers slide into her. Not only was his tongue doing magical things to her rosebud, his fingers were magically exciting her insides, causing her to squirm, squeal, and to pant harder.

The excitement her insides was experiencing, were ones she hadn't felt in a long time, and couldn't stop herself from enjoying the pleasure, that she let go. With her orgasm being wild, intense, and satisfying, it had her screaming his name as loud as she could, hoping Benson couldn't hear what they were doing, or hear her screaming. She was feeling warm, numb, and very surprised, that when he moved back up to her lips to kiss her, she forgot how to kiss. She couldn't kiss, and was in shock for what just happened.

He continued kissing her, knowing what state of mind he had her in, and grinned when he released his lips from hers. He wasn't finished with her yet, and knew he had to continue giving her what she's been missing, and what she had been begging him for.

He removed his pants, and placed himself at her opening, teasing her, and before he thrusted inside her, he lowered himself to her ear, whispering, "I love you Serenity, soon you will have that child you've been desperately wanting."

Her heart dropped, and felt herself go numb once again. "Warren..." she moaned happily, and quietly, then dug her nails into his back the moment she felt him slide into her, and digging her nails deeper into his back, the moment she felt him thrust deeper into her.

The way he was making love to her, and knowing he was without a condom, had her excited yet. She was happy, ecstatic, and overjoyed, that the smile on her face while he was thrusting, was one you couldn't erase. All the bad feelings she was feeling about him, disappeared. She no longer felt suspicions about him having an affair, and felt she was all his once again.

He could feel her insides pulsating against him, and picked up his speed, thrusting faster, harder, and bringing her to the point to where her moaning and groaning were uncontrollable, deeper, and louder. Once he knew he fulfilled her satisfaction, wants, and needs, he finished himself off by thrusting in as deep as he could, stopping, and releasing his all into her.

Her hands reached up behind him, and pressed his face down to hers, kissing him demandingly, and to where she didn't want to part her lips from his. She was loving this side of him, and was showing her, he was the same one she once knew, that had her loving him from the very beginning. The kiss was long, desperate, and so full of hunger, that it left them both breathless.

Benson had a feeling what the two were up to, and announced on the speaker they were five minutes away from their destination. Warren looked at her, and grinned before giving her one more kiss, then pulled out of her once he knew he was finished releasing his swimmers. "We better hurry, and get dressed," he whispered.

"Do you think he knows what we were doing?" she asked with a giggle.

"Most likely, but who cares," he chuckled, helping her up, and wrapping his arms around her. He got quiet as he looked at her, then looked into her eyes, and took a deep breath, "Let's have a good day today, we don't get these moments very often."

"I agree..." she smiled, feeling in awe.

During the wine tour and as they walked the vineyards, she finally felt like she was back on her honeymoon. He held her close to him while walking, and when nobody was looking, he'd steal a grape off the vine, and would quickly place it into her mouth. At one point they thought they were busted with the tour guide when she stopped talking and turned around pointing to them, or so they thought. "The grapes you see here are not like your average grapes from the store, or your local farmers market. These grapes are thicker skinned, have lots of seeds, and they're much sweeter," the tour guide explained.

"Can they still be eaten?" a woman in front of them asked as she raised her hand. Serenity looked at Warren and giggled thinking the reason she asked, was that she saw Warren feeding her the grapes.

"They can be, they're not poisonous by all means, just harder to eat," she explained.

Serenity looked at Warren again, and both giggled as looked at each other. She knew exactly what the tour guide meant by not wanting to eat the grapes, and after each time Warren placed a grape into her mouth, she discreetly spit out the grape when she had a hard time chewing it, and felt the seeds explode into her mouth.

Next, they headed off to the winery, and as they were walking inside, Warren got the sudden urge to feel like a kid again, and picked Serenity up from behind, carrying her inside bridal style and kissing her until she was out of breath. While setting her down, she stared at him in awe, wondering where all his recent loving was coming from.

The onlookers around them smiled, pointed, whistled and clapped when he pulled her in for another kiss. "Congratulations, I take it you two must have recently gotten married?" a woman asked, interrupting them.

"No, not recently... but we did just celebrate our two-year anniversary yesterday," Serenity said, wrapping her one arm around Warren, and looking at him like she was in love with him all over again.

"If you two can keep it up the way you are right now, you'll be married for life," she responded back happily.

"Thanks, I hope so," Serenity says, looking at Warren. She wasn't sure what his deal was today, and hoped this wasn't all an act to keep her from filing for a divorce.

"Shall we?" Warren asked, as he started walking her to where their tour was. They got back to their group, and stood quietly while listening to them explain the new wines they were coming out with, then began handing the samples out.

Serenity still had a little bit of a hangover, and as the glass was handed to her, she put the glass up to her nose, smelled while closing her eyes, wanting to smell the aroma to get her palate ready. She liked what she was smelling and took a small sip, then let it rest in her mouth before swallowing. Loving what she just tasted, she looked at Warren with a grin, and drank the rest of what was in her glass, while keeping her eyes on him. "That was good," she said grinning, and wanting more.

"Would you like another?"

She giggled, and smiled, "That's why we're here, isn't it?"

He smiled, wrapped his arm around her shoulder and looked around the room, "Come on, let's go try all the wines we can handle."

"You're trying them too?" she asked, looking at him surprised.

"Of course," he winked. "I told you I was going to do whatever it takes this weekend to keep you happy, so why not make my girl happy by doing the same things as her?"

The man she loved, adored, cherished, and married, was the same man standing in front of her, showing her, she was number one, and his top priority, that she had to take a double take, thinking he was an imposter.

She was in awe with how he was treating her, and noticed it was the way he used to treat her when they first got together, and when they first married. She didn't know what to think, and didn't care. All she knew was, after bringing up how she was thinking about wanting a divorce, she felt it lit a match inside him, causing him to realize he was on the verge of losing her.

They enjoyed their day at the winery, tasting every possible wine they could, and going back for more on the ones they enjoyed the most. And when it was time to go home, he had to throw her over his shoulder to bring her out to the limo, with Benson having to help get her into the vehicle.

She slept for a bit with her head laying on his lap, but awoke to the sound of Warren's phone ringing. "Who's that?" she asked yawning.

"Nobody Hun," he says, placing his phone back into his inside pocket. "Nobody important."

She had a feeling he was lying by the sound in his voice, but after having a good and fun filled day with him, she wasn't about to pick a fight with him. She snuggled up closer to him, and closed her eyes. The smell of him had her dreaming of all the good times they used to share together, and couldn't wait to spend more time with him.

He ran his fingers through her hair while looking down at her. He missed her, missed seeing her every day, and missed sleeping next to her every night. He leaned his head back in the seat, thinking of everything she said to him, how she was thinking of a divorce, how she noticed his appearance had changed, how she brought up him being short tempered, and sighed knowing she was right.

His eyes closed as he thought more about his situation, and tried thinking of ways of getting out of having to leave Monday morning. By him not showing up when he was supposed to, he knew he would be paying the price, and worried about what might happen.

Once Benson pulled up to his home, he alerted Parker to open the door so he could carry Serenity inside. "Rough day?" Parker asked, as Warren walked past him with Serenity over his shoulder.

"It was a perfect day," he said, as he walked by Parker. "Thanks for holding the door open."

He got her in the bedroom, laid her on the bed, and helped change her into her nightgown. It was still early, but had a feeling she would be out for a while after having a hangover to start the day, and to end the day by drinking varieties of different wines.

After getting her into bed, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Love you always beautiful. Just remember this will all be ending soon, and I'll be home every day..." he whispered.

He left the room, and headed into his den. He sat on his chair in front of his desk, and stared at the wedding picture he had of he and Serenity on the corner of his desk, staring at it for the longest time until Parker walked in.

"I saw the light on, and figured I would come in to see how things went between the two of you today," Parker said as he sat down in front of Warren's desk, crossing his legs.

Warren looked away from their wedding picture, and side smiled thinking of the wonderful day they had, "It was the best day I've had with her yet."

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!🤞🤞🤞