I woke up the next morning with the nightmare of him kissing me. Ugh, why am I getting these nightmares again and again? I said while sitting back on the seat. I checked my phone and there were notifications from the wedding agency. I didn't check my phone before going to bed, they must have sent it at that time.
I checked the notifications and they sent different locations with lake view. They were all beautiful. I was checking the locations when I heard a groan from beside."What are you doing early in the morning?" Celine asked still with a sleepy voice while sitting back on the bed."The wedding agency sent the locations for a wedding, last night. They are amazing, here have a look." I said while giving the phone to Celine. She took my phone with one hand and was rubbing her eye with the other. She shook her head and checked the locations."All are good. What will you choose?" Celine said while giving my phone back.I couldn't sleep. Everything Martin said was reminding of mum, the flashbacks of the time I spent with her were flashing in front of my eyes every time I close my eyes. I still remember her warm smile and the safe feeling I get when I'm in her arms. It reminded me of the incident of my school year, on mum's birthday. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Flashback: I was in middle school and it was mum's birthday and dad couldn't make it. He went to Wales for a business meeting and made a promise that he will be back by the day of mum' birthday. But like always he broke the promise. "Dad, you were supposed to be at home by midnight. You promised me." I said on the phone. "I know, son. I'm sorry, the meeting was postponed. I talked to your mum about this, she wasn't angry about it. I'll make it up next time." Dad apologized. But he didn't sound sincere like always.
"That doesn't change the fact that we kissed." He said while brushing his cheek on mine slightly. He brought his lips to mine beside my ear slowly. "I still love you, Adam." He whispered beside my ear and kissed my ear lobe slowly and gently. My mind wasn't in its right state and his actions are making it even worse. He slowly left my ear and brought his face to mine making our nose tips touch each other. He tilted his head sideways and gave a smile before his lips pressed onto mine. He started kissing me slowly and gently, while his hands were roaming and gripping the back of my head. My mind went blank and couldn't process the whole situation. His kiss soon turned into an intense one and he started sucking my lips keeping his full focus and determination. I didn't know why but I started kissing him back, pulling him closer towards me. I was kissing him back on the same force and way he's kissing me. We both were devouring into and that's when my
"Let's do one thing. Why don't we have a party, just the two of us to lighten up the mood?" I suggested."No parents party?" Martin asked."Kinda. Let's know the taste of wine from the cellar. Dad has a good great collection of wine in his wine cellar." I said with a wink."Dad won't allow it." He replied."Sneak peek then." I winked again.He smiled and nodded his head. We grabbed a wine bottle from the wine cellar without anyone's notice and went back to my room. We left a sigh of relief after locking the door.We sat on the floor leaning on the bed. I opened the bottle cork and took a sip."How is it?" Martin asked out of curiosity."Bitter," I said with a disgusted face."We should drop then," Martin suggested."No, wait. It's getting better after some time. Here have a drink" I replied.Martin drank and gave the same disgusted look I gav
The manager showed us the different styles and seeing them made me realize how sorry I am for the 'Man' kind. They literally have dress styles on finger count, unlike women. We, women, have too many different styles for dresses. So many that if a girl starts wearing one new dress every day not repeating the dress she wore till her death, there will still be plenty of dresses left. I looked at Adam with a small smile before passing an annoying comment."Hon, I feel pity for you," I said giving a pity look to him."Why may I ask?" He replied in a sweet yet respectable way. I wish he spoke like this even when we were alone. Such an asshole."Because you Men have only specified styles of dresses, unlike us," I said with a dramatic hair flip like in sitcoms or dramas.Before Adam could answer the manager spoke first."Yes, mam. And we have all the collections, from traditional to modern." She said with a proud smile.
She really got some interest in him. I mean why the fuck are you trying to flirt with a guy who's going to get married in bloody fucking 3 days, bitch. It's irritating me. My face was giving away all the expressions and that's when I felt my hand getting squeezed, it was the hand that's holding Celine's hand. I looked at our hands and then looked at her. She gave a warm smile and shook her head slightly.I took a deep breath and gave a nod in agreement. We both kinda have a telepathic connection. We understand each other's minds and we can read them to the full extent. I turned towards Adam and saw he was about to say something. I didn't want to miss this opportunity. So, I spoke first before he can give away the old-fashioned ideas."Well, the modern one's. Isn't that your answer, hon?" I said the last part looking at Adam with a big smile."Y-yes, dear. Modern it is." Adam said with a smile. I have to say he plays along in these situations ev
The manager gave started showing different styles and this arrogant idiot was checking my wedding outfit. I mean does that even make sense?. I pity her IQ. And like I have pitied her IQ, she pitied the whole males, saying we are unlucky to have such a short number of styles. Well, I guess it benefits us, we get ready in no time, unlike these ladies. They take forever to get ready. At least one hour just to choose the dress. Another hour to get dressed, and another hour or two for those pathetic plastic coatings they call as make-ups. Gosh, once you see a girl without make-up you never want to see that face again. No wonder why this arrogant always comes late. Before I can speak sarcastically, the manager spoke first and this idiot made said things to satisfy their filthy brains. She sure knows how to do things at this market. I gave a pissed-off look and shook my head. She started looking at the book and seemed to be so interested in the book. Is
The moment I said I had my dress designed, Adam's face got lit up. Lit up as if he's able to get off from this shithole early than ever. The manager told us to wait for half an hour and left the place. What should we do in the meantime?.I can't just babble or fight with this idiot. Babbling with him is out of a box idea and to which I'm willing to stay inside the box forever. And the other option fighting with him, I hate doing it all day. I'm already tired of thinking of this idea. This idiot is not worth that.Moreover, I can't just plug up my headphones and listen to everything this idiot will sure say something else like behave yourself or act as if you're interested. I'm sick of listening to that from this bastard.So......what to do?. I looked at Celine and she gave a small eye roll. Yeah, I can feel her getting bored already. I just smiled and turned towards Adam. He was just looking at his phone and texting someone with making that stern fac
"Yes, totally forgot. We are looking for bridesmaid's and...." I paused and turned towards Celine. "Li, what about the best man's outfit?. Let's take it too." I asked. "Yeah, but we need that best man's measurements." She reminded me while leaning forward towards me. "We can ask Adam after he comes back. Let's take yours first, then we can go for the best man." I suggested. "Nice." She replied with a smile. I smiled and turned towards the manager. "Yeah, so we are also looking for a bridesmaid dress and the best man's. First, we would like to look for the bridesmaid dress." I explained to the manager. "Okkay, mam. Is there any color and design you are looking for specifically?" She asked. "Yes. Li, what was the color?" I asked Celine while turning towards her. "Rudy blue. Yours is light blue right, so it's Rudy blue." Celine answered. "Totally forgot," I said with a smile and