"...do you prefer long sleeves, short sleeves or sleeveless? Will you like it to fit your shape or flare around you?" Her mother's designer whose name she couldn't even recall kept on bombarding her with questions.
"To be honest with you, I don't really care. I didn't want a specially designed dress anyways." Eva retaliated, exasperated by the whole thing."But your mother wants it so you better give me something, young lady!" The designer's tone was filled with irritation. "Unless you want me to use my own expertise.""There! You're a great designer, I'm sure you'll be able to come up with something. Goodbye." Picking her handbag from the table, Eva stood up, ready to leave."I bet you also want me to use my own imagination to bring up your measurements." The designer opined sarcastically. "Get your ass over here girl. I'll take your measurements quickly so that you can go deal with whatever has got your panties all twisted up."Eva walkAdam entered his father's apartment using his spare key after greeting some people in the small neighbourhood. Reluctance clawed at his chest. He hadn't visited the man in weeks, and he wasn't sure he was going to like what he would see.Soft jazz music filled the room as he stepped inside, and his chest inexorably clenched, until he looked towards the kitchen and saw his father busy stirring something on the stove.Relief slammed through him, easing his anxiety as he made his way to the kitchen. "Hey, old man." He greeted when he got to the doorway.His father stopped shaking his body to the jazz song and looked at him. Joy lighted his eyes, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled broadly. "My Son."His father was still a good looking man despite having aged a few years than his actual age, courtesy of several years of drinking and self-loathing."Dad." Adam said, voice heavy as he walked into his father's arms, wrapping his arms around the older man.His throat constricted
“Seriously, Brandon, where are you taking me? You've not turned into some serial killer have you?” Eva asked, wondering for the umpteenth time what he was up to.He'd picked her up from her house without telling her where he was taking her. Then halfway through their trip, he'd pulled over at a side of the road and blindfolded her, telling her he wanted to show her a surprise.“If you're wondering whether I'm planning to kill you with happiness, then damn you're right.” He sounded so excited.“Oh my, I can't wait!” Eva clapped her hands together, trying to appear as giddy as possible. Trying, because this coming surprise was making her more nervous than exhilarated.Finally, the car pulled to a stop. Turning of the engine, Brandon asked her not to take her blindfold off yet as he got out of the car. Five seconds later, her door clicked open.Brandon took her hand, helping her step out of the car, and they walked a few steps before stopping. Everything was quiet but for the sound of w
Adam scanned the exhibition room, taking in the several nature and wildlife photographs that lined the smooth blue plaster walls, and the several people who were busy checking them out and discussing among themselves."Congrats, Adam. You never cease to amaze me." A middle-aged man passing by told him with a smile.Adam smiled back at him. He'd lost count of the number of congratulations he'd received tonight.It seemed that every year, his fanbase grew, and so did the people who were willing to buy his photographs. It surprised him how marvelled people were, even at the photos he'd taken when he'd been least inspired. Eva had been right about how much people were going to love them.The thought of Eva made him let out a sigh of longing. There wasn't a single day that he didn't think of her or consider Victoria's suggestion to go seduce her into stopping her wedding so they could be together.But he knew doing exactly the opposite was the best option. He'd had enough instability to la
Adam set Eva down slowly, then braced his hands against the wall as if to maintain his balance, their bodies still connected. He rested his forehead against the wall beside her head, his ragged breaths fanning her face as Eva tried to even her own breathing.Finally, he pulled out of her, causing her to whimper at the loss. “That was exquisite.” Eva said huskily, expecting him to respond in kind.Instead, he looked at her with a perplexed expression, as if he couldn't quite understand her. “Hey, what's wrong?”Pulling his boxer and pants up, he began to buckle up his belt. “Why did this just happen?”“Because we both wanted it.” She replied and chuckled nervously, wondering why he sounded upset.“Because we both wanted it?” He huffed and stepped in front of her again, crowding her personal space as his searching eyes bored into hers. “At least the last time, you'd sort of called off the wedding. Now you're actually cheating on Brandon."“Adam, it's not it. I...” She placed his hand
“Adam Garcia?”“That's me.”“This is yours, Adam.”Adam quirked a brow at the young man in front of him holding a box of what looked to be pizza. “I didn't order pizza.”“I know. The person who asked me to deliver this is a friend.” “Okay, so who's this friend who sent this?” Adam asked with a grimace.The young man rubbed his neck awkwardly. “Can't tell. Says you'll know who it is once you open it.” There was something abashed about his smile.“Well thank you.” Adam returned the young man's smile, closing the door after he'd left. He crossed over to the living room, setting the pizza box on his glass centerpiece, curious to know who'd sent him this.Just hope it isn't a bomb.The thought made him grimace, and he tore the covering. The content of the box had him blinking and doing a double take. It wasn't a bomb. It was pizza, two slices of it. One shaped like a huge dick deliberately shoved into another slice shaped like a pussy.It took him several seconds to realize this was real.
Text me the address this instant, you devil.Eva's heart leapt as she read Adam's text, excitement making her squeal silently. So Vicky's plans had worked after all. Yesterday, after Eva had forced Vicky to confess that she'd spoken to Adam and was the one who'd probably put the idea in his head that she was her mother's lapdog, the other woman out of guilt had been ever willing to help her lure Adam back.Then the plan with the cake and pizza and panties were born. Even though she knew Adam was going to use that to tease her for a long time, it was a small price to pay for what she was about to gain. At least, hoped she was about to gain.God, it was crazy how giddy a man could make her feel, but even as she thought that, she knew it really wasn't. She'd finally come to terms with what Adam did to her. It wasn't just feelings, she'd fallen in love with him. Hard, and she knew gaining enough strength to crawl out of the emotion wasn't something she could achieve on a silver platter.
Eva waited till Adam was done dressing up. He grabbed her left hand with his right hand as they made their way out of the room, interlacing their fingers. Eva's heart swelled as she smiled at him affectionately.Something had changed. Something she couldn't put her fingers on, but she felt like Adam was putting in some effort, even if she could still sense that bit of uncertainty about him.Forte music assailed their ears immediately they began making their way down the stairs, making Eva cringe. Trust June to host a party that people with ear problems could never attend.Raul was doing a body shot on a girl wearing a tank top and lying on a table that hadn't been there an hour ago, his tongue licking through her navel, then travelling upwards until he reached her mouth and took the slice of apple from between her teeth, using the opportunity to kiss her.Eva looked towards June and had to shake her head. While everyone was cheering, she looked like she was going to be sick. She still
She was going insane, of that June had no doubt, skipping up the stairs while pulling Raul along, under the full glare of so many people. Intentions all too clear. But she didn't care. She was too swamped by the need coiling tighter and tighter inside her to care.Too swamped to care about anything but him, the man who crashed his lips to hers immediately they reached the apex of the stairs, the man who gripped her by the thighs, hoisting her up. The one whose waist she wrapped her legs around like they'd always been doing this.His tongue swept out, sliding across her lips, and she allowed him entry with an urgency that stole her breath. Two months of denying her feelings for Raul was kicking back at her with a vengeance.She wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, drawing him deeper into her, chest to chest, his tongue exploring every recess of her mouth. A door clicked open and they entered a room.It took Raul throwing her onto a bed so he could take off his white T-shirt and h