"Only damn thing my wife should be wearing on our honeymoon." He took the ring out of the box. Taking her hand he carefully slipped in on her finger. He still wore the ring she got him on his wedding finger.
Gently he eased her back on the sand, looming over her for just a moment. "God Abby, you are so beautiful." Leaning in he placed soft kisses that reflected his adoration along her neck and collar.