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Morning sunlight streams through the curtains into the room, landing on my face, gently rousing me from my sleep. I stretch and yawn, feeling the remnants of last night's activities still lingering on my body. I turn my head to the side, and my breath hitches as I take in the sight of Jessica lying beside me, my gaze blurry. Rubbing my eyes to clear away sleep, I move away from her, picking up my spare glasses that I had stored away in the bedside drawer and putting them on. My gaze clears, and I return to Jessica, who is still asleep, her chest rising and falling rhythmically, her lips slightly parted in peaceful repose. The gentle hues of sunrise paint her skin with a soft glow, and I'm struck by how beautiful she looks even in the early morning light.Her brown hair is spread like clouds on the pillows, tendrils sticking to her face. My gaze wanders to my hands around her waist, pressing her close to me, her body warm and glowing under the sunlight. Staring dazedly at her sleeping
His Mail Order Bride 58. Jessica.
Devon and I hurry back to the resort, somehow managing to be civilized individuals until our suite door is closed behind us. Devon gazes at me with an intense look in his eyes, one that is filled with a mixture of desire and affection that sends shivers down my spine. It's like we're sharing a secret, a thrilling anticipation that only we understand. He crashes his lips into mine, grabbing my face as he deepens the kiss. I'm hyper-aware of the way his fingers brush against mine, a simple touch that ignites a fire within me. My skin tingles at the memory of his hands on me, the way they explored every inch of my body, leaving me breathless and wanting more.I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as our kiss deepens. Time seems to stand still as our bodies press against each other, the heat of his skin searing through the fabric of our clothes. His hands find their way to my waist, his touch sending shockwaves through me. His tongue pushes into my mouth, devouring me, making
His Mail Order Bride 59. Jessica.
As the private jet begins its descent into San Francisco, a mixture of emotions swirls within me. The turquoise waters of Mauritius, the tropical paradise where Devon and I spent our honeymoon, are now replaced by the familiar skyline of the city I call home. My heart quickens with anticipation, a bittersweet feeling that tugs at my chest. It's been an incredible week of sunsets, laughter, and stolen moments with Devon, and yet, there's a part of me that's glad to be back.My fingers trace the outline of my wedding ring, a constant reminder of the promise we made to each other. I glance at Devon, who's sitting beside me, his hand resting on my thigh. His touch is reassuring, grounding me in the reality that I'm not alone in this journey. His gaze meets mine, and a soft smile curves his lips. "Ready to be back, Mrs. Reeves?" he asks, his voice warm and tender.I return his smile, my heart fluttering at the sound of my new name. "I am," I reply, my voice carrying a mix of excitement and
His Mail Order Bride Special Chapter 1. Jessica.
*Note* The contents of this chapter takes place when Jessica is on her way to meet Zachary (between Chapter 45-46 for more clarification) her internal thoughts and what she did to protect herself. it is not meant to take away from the main story but rather to serve a eye-opener on what really happened since I know a few people will be confused. That being said, let's enjoy reading!!!Jessica.Driving out of the house and into the streets, I grip the steering wheel tightly; my heart pounds in my chest, knuckles turning white under the strain. Thunder rumbles ahead and there are flashes of lightning across the darkening sky, the smell of rain heavy. I press my lips together, continuing the journey when every cell in my body tells me to turn back. Tears spring into my eyes, but I blink them back, my breath shaky. I need to end this once and for all.Before long, raindrops begin to splatter on the windshield, and soon the downpour begins, turning the entire world grey. The rain, like my em
His Mail Order Bride Special Chapter 2. Devon.
*Note* The contents of this chapter takes place after Devon discovers the crashed car on the highway, (between chapters 47-48 for more clarification) his internal thoughts and what happened afterwards. it is not meant to take away from the main story but to act as an eye-opener since some of you might be confused. With that being said, let's enjoy reading!Devon.Still standing in the rain, blurring my vision as I scour the streets for any sign of Jessica amidst the pouring rain. Nothing. She's no longer here; Zachary already has her. Kicking the wet ground in frustration, I run my hands through my hair, trying to figure out the next course of action. The cold rain is biting into my skin, but that is the least of my problems. Panic courses through my veins as minutes turn into eternity, the pounding in my heart getting louder, and the rain blinding me. Every second feels like a lifetime, and I can't shake off the feeling that I'm running out of time. Knowing there's nothing I can do he
His Mail Order Bride Side story: 1. Jessica.
(This is a spin-off from the main ending. it continues months after the surprise party thrown by Jessica for Emma, presumably the time she resumes for university. Thank you for your support for this story)"Jess, do you think I packed enough socks?" Emma asks, holding up a colorful bundle of socks for my inspection. Her room is a whirlwind of clothes, books, and the general chaos of packing for college. I chuckle, surveying the piles of stuff strewn across her bed and floor. "Emma, you've got enough socks to last you through a Siberian winter, let alone a Boston fall," I tease, reaching out to ruffle her hair affectionately. She pouts and shoves them into her bag, going through her wardrobe once more. "You can never have too many socks. The last thing I want to do is run out of socks," she murmurs, her lips scrunched up in displeasure."What if I meet some cute guy in a laundromat, and he's short on socks? I could save the day!" She suggests, shrugging as she walks around.I laugh at
His Mail Order Bride Side story 2. Jessica.
The house is quiet since it's nighttime, the remnants of the road trip still echoing in the air. Emma is safely settled into her new life at Harvard, her laughter and chatter absent from the rooms she once filled with vibrant energy. I sit at the dining table, my laptop open before me, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. It's a simple click away, a mere press of the "Submit" button, and my application to the nearby university will be on its way. Yet, the weight of that action presses on my chest like a heavy stone. I swallow, the gulp resounding in my ears as I feel that single drop of sweat slide down my back.Ten years. It has been a decade since I walked away from my studies, leaving behind dreams of a career and a future that faded into the background of life's other demands. A decade of nurturing my sisters, of supporting Sophie, of being Emma's guardian and finally a wife to Devon. But now, in the quiet of the house, the silence echoes with the resounding question: Is it too
His Mail Order Bride Side story 3: Jessica.
The sun sets over San Francisco, casting a warm, golden glow through the windows of our house. I sit at my desk, bathed in the soft evening light, with my laptop open in front of me. It's been days since I submitted my application to the University of San Francisco, and the waiting is driving me to the brink of madness. I can't stop checking my phone and laptop, hoping for something, anything.With each passing minute, my anxiety deepens. My eyes dart anxiously between the email application and my silent phone, as if my mere gaze could summon a response. My heart races with each refresh of my inbox, but the familiar empty screen greets me every time. No response. No news. Just silence.I sigh, leaning back in my chair and running a hand through my hair. The uncertainty gnaws at me, a relentless, unrelenting force that refuses to let me be. The future I had envisioned for myself, one filled with academic pursuits, has become a hazy dream, slipping further from my grasp with each passin
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