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FIFTY-NINE
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PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTY
"This feels so good," Gemma complimented. She wondered why Isaac hadn't told her about it yet, so she inhaled deeply and took her purse and phone. She quickly checked the mirror adjusting her makeup. Gemma looked at her hands, the ring shining more in the sunlight. "Do you need me to follow you?" Pamela asked Gemma, looked back at her and shook her head. "It's fine… you could do something around, or find an ice cream shop," she teased, for a reason, she began to wonder where they get the ice cream. She inhaled, staring at the cafe where she asked Juan to see her, she took a peep from the glass. There he was, sitting and scrolling through his phone. The door opened and Juan raised his gaze at her, Gemma took her eyes off, she was going to him but she felt so nervous. "Gemma!" Juan called in a high tone, Gemma looked around, she had eyes staring at her. "Hey," she dropped her bag on an empty chair and sat beside it. She breathed out. "You look so beautiful," Juan says, Ge
PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTY-ONE
"You're getting married?" He raised his brows at her, and Gemma swallowed. "Oh," she could say. "Gemma? Is that a lie? Huh? Tell me it's a lie" He leaned forward, and Gemma reclined. And staring at him, she could see his eyes full of disdain and fear, just like she had felt a year ago. He stared at her and back at her fingers at the table. She could say yes, or she could pity him and say no, or she could deceive me like he did to her, a thousand thoughts ran through her head. "Gemma?" He tapped, and she pulled her hands back, deceiving would hurt Isaac she thought. "It's a lie, right? Are you getting married?" His voice was loud and she was starting to feel embarrassed sitting with him. "Yes… I am… I am getting married" she said, staring at him, Juan furrowed his brow. "Didn't you love me?" He asked. Gemma scoffed and leaned forward. "What do you mean? It's been a year, and I have moved on, Juan… you didn't expect me to wait for you, you got married," she says, Juan bre
PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTY-TWO
"What are you trying to say? Long have you been texting him?" Marbella intoned, she dropped a salad at her front and continued with the dishes. Gemma stared at her and down at the salad, she must be pissed and couldn't tell why she had just arrived at Abram's place and Marbella already looked angry. Richard had been stuck in his room playing a game. He didn't seem excited to see her today. "It hasn't been long," Gemma replied, sitting on a stool with Marcella in the kitchen. "No, you need to block him, we are happy now… and we don't need him!" She explained inhaling deeply. "You never needed him, Gemma," she said with a sign. "I know that, I just wanted to hear his side of the story" Gemma played with her fork, staring at the food. Marbella wasn't that much of a great cook. "And does that change anything?" Marbella tackled. Gemma looked at her, she licked her lips speechless and then continued staring at the salad. "No, it doesn't… but still" she raised her gaze to reply but
PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTY-THREE
"The weather today isn't so good to travel, why don't you calm down?" She says Isaac looked out the window and back at her. "I'll prepare something warm… you could take a shower and wait" she offered. "You know… Farah if you treated your husband this way, he wouldn't see other women" Isaac broke off her hold. "Must you be so rude?" She eyed him. "What's going on?" Zach got up, Farah turned around to him, Isaac looked at him. "Nothing baby, Isaac is flying back to Seattle," she says. "Oh," he groaned, slowly getting up from the couch. "Fly safe, then," he said. Farah looked at him and swallowed. Her face fell when she heard that, thinking reporting to Zach would make him stay. "Alright, bye" Isaac proceeded to leave. "Take it out!!" She heard Marbella yell, Gemma looked back, she walked slowly to the stairs getting a sight from the floor. "Hey, Mabel, relax" Abram held her tight. "What's going on?" Gemma ran downstairs "Who gave your father our address?" She asked.
PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTY-FOUR
"Oh my god! He's here!" Richard muttered to Gemma. She sat by the pool, having a long discussion with Richard and didn't even know what she was saying or why she was having a conversation with a fourteen year old. She was dressed in a beautiful short black gown and matched with a black heel. Gemma graced her beautiful neck with the necklace Isaac had gotten for her. She turned around and found him talking with Abram. "Is that him?" Richard asked, after so many screams. Gemma smiled, it had been ages since she had seen him, in an expensive tuxedo, she smiled at him, and her heart began to pound from so many thoughts. "Yeah, that's him" he said, Gemma adjusted her dress and got up, heading towards him. Isaac looked in her direction and saw her coming towards him. His face brightened. "Hey princess?" He took her hands, pulling her gently to his body while he aimed for her lips. "Hey, how're you?" She asked, Isaac nodded, he stared at her like a gold she had just recovere
PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTY-FIVE
"Bye!" Gemma waved to Sarah and Lucy as they got into the car, driving off, beside her Marbella and Abram stood. "Oh, it's midnight" Marbella says, Gemma turns around, staring at her. "I better head in," she yawns. "Gemma… Mary had your room arranged." Abram says. "Thanks" she said. Abram followed Gemma and Isaac watched them till they were out of their sight. "It's cold, let's go inside" Isaac took her hands, Gemma tightened her lips and blushed following him. "What's making you smile?" He asked. "Nothing, just you look so good" she licked her lips, Isaac's gaze fell to the motion of her tongue. He swallowed. Gemma opened the door stepping inside, Isaac shut the door behind him, he hugged her from behind as soon the door shut, Gemma giggled, letting him kiss her neck. "Do you know how much I missed you?" His hands explored her body. "Yeah? How much?" She teased, Isaac found her zip, he kissed her ear, and slowly zipped them down. "Oh" She giggled, grabbing her dre
PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTY-SIX
"And I like your cooperation, Sir" she licked her lips, Gemma didn't give him a chance to speak, she wrapped her mouth around him. "Fuck" Isaac swore, taking his hair backwards. "Yes, baby" he whispered, his hips moving tiny, back and forth. The warmth of it in her mouth matched the warmth of the air against her bare skin. Isaac sighed licentiously, which encouraged Gemma to suck harder, tease with her tongue, and pull hard at him with her hand. She was like an expert at what she was doing. Isaac thought, his tongue sliding across his lips before they parted in moans of pleasure. She lifted her eyes to his and steadied the base of him with her hand, before parting her lips and sliding them over the smooth head. He tasted so good and her body reacted, her pussy clenching, sending a pulse of wetness into the material between her thighs. She sank; ɓnnnnnnnnn,njn down his shaft, bobbing back and forth. Sliding her mouth back up his length, she peppered the head with kisses. He lowe
PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTY-SEVEN
ONE MONTH LATER. "I can't believe you're getting married, Gemma?" Sarah and Lucy sat on a white couch while she tasted her wedding gown. "Gosh, I am so happy," she said, staring at herself in the mirror. Sarah and Lucy scoffed. Seven years ago, you were my chief bridesmaid, and now I am sorry I can't get to be yours. "Right? I can't believe you all are married, " she pouted and turned around looking at them. "You should have met him earlier," Lucy whined. "Right?" She sighed. "Where's the wedding? We haven't gotten an invitation yet, " Sarah said, Gemma exhaled. "I am yet to pick a venue," she said. "A venue or a country?" Lucy tapped Sarah, and they both laughed, teasing her. "My mom can't get on a plane, and I am not doing it without her," Gemma explained. "What made sense, but she's seven months, maybe she could," Sarah said. "I hope so," she shrugged, Gemma looked at Sarah. She seemed to have something bothering her. "Don't you agree with it?" Gemma asked.
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