Honeymoon from Hell VI by R.L. Mathewson Page B

have the room across the hall and I would really
appreciate it if you could help me out by screaming my name, your
undying love and if it’s not too much trouble, a few ‘Dear Gods’
wouldn’t hurt. Maybe you could… why the
hell are you laughing, woman? I’m serious!”
he snapped, which for some reason only made her laugh
harder.

Chapter 1
    “ You’re too good for him,” she repeated with a hug
that was probably going to kill her, but what could Marybeth
do?
    The woman was right after
all.
    Besides, wasn’t it considered rude to
correct your mother-in-law? If it wasn’t, it should be, Marybeth
decided with a cringe as her mother-in-law continued to show her
just how much she loved her and was going to miss her while Darrin
stood there, with his arms folded over his chest, glaring at
them.
    “ Please don’t go,
sweetheart,” she begged. “Just wait a few more months.”
    “ Mom ,” Darrin said evenly, stressing
all of his displeasure in that one word.
    “ She’s not going!” mom
practically yelled as she tightened her hold around Marybeth to the
point where she actually feared that she would pass out in a few
more seconds. “I won’t let her go!”
    “ Sweetheart,” her
father-in-law said gently as he placed his arms around his wife and
pulled her away just as black spots began to dance along her
vision, “you’re going to suffocate her and send her to the hospital
if you keep squeezing her like that,” Dr. Bradford explained calmly
while Darrin reached over with a bored sigh and put his arm around
her when her legs threatened to drop her on her ass.
    “ That’s
safer than where he’s planning on doing to her!” her mother-in-law cried against her
husband’s chest with a heartfelt sob.
    No one needed to ask
her who he was
since she’d been referring to Darrin like that since she found out
that her son was actually going to ignore Bradford tradition and
take Marybeth on a honeymoon before the one year mark was over.
Since then she’d been begging Marybeth to reconsider and even
slipped her a business card for a good divorce attorney, telling
her that she was too young and sweet to go through something like
this.
    This being their honeymoon.
    “ Mom, she’ll be fine,”
Darrin stressed with a bored sigh that earned another one of those
rather frightening glares from his mother.
    “ You don’t know that!” his
mother cried a bit hysterically as she held onto Dr. Bradford, who
simply held his wife and rolled his eyes heavenward.
    “ Yes, I really do,” Darrin
said, keeping his arm wrapped around Marybeth as he reached down
and grabbed their suitcase. “We’ll be back in a week,” he announced
as he headed to the door, dragging her along with him as she was
torn between coughing and laughing her ass off.
    In the end she settled for a weak
mixture of the two as Darrin helped her inside his truck and she
snatched a bottle of water from the console, slowly sipping it as
she tried to stop laughing, but the annoyed little grunts and
glares that her husband was sending her had her smiling as she
carefully sipped the lukewarm water.
    She considered mocking her
husband, for her own entertainment of course, but the look that he
sent her had her rethinking her comments and slowly sipping more
water as she considered her options. As her gaze landed on the
large group of Bradfords standing in front of their truck, trying
to stop them from going on this trip, she had to admit that there
were many ways that she could screw with her husband’s head right
now and most likely get away with it, but she had to ask
herself…
    Was that really the best way to start
a honeymoon?
    Probably not, but she was going to do
it anyway.
    “ Maybe we should listen to
your mother,” she said with an innocent little shrug as she worried
her bottom lip, mostly to stop herself from laughing at the
murderous expression on Darrin’s face.
    “ We’re. Going,” he said
firmly, narrowing his eyes on the men determined