"A rat!" she exclaimed with utmost incredulity. "I was screaming because of a rat?" Page scoffed. "Why did you scream in the first place?" He asked loudly in disbelief, trying to keep his anger and panic in check. "I am sorry, I thought it was a freaking snake when I mistook the sound for a hiss," she answered him with the intention of clearing the air."Confirmation of your assumption is paramount in cases like this," he screamed at her. "I ran out of the bathroom because of the alarm you raised, he stated. "Imagine I slipped and fell, what would you have said or done?" He continued in a harsh tone. "I am very sorry Rowan. I admit that it was only out of impulse and it could have been hazardous if you had sustained any injury but do you have to sound so mean or vituperate me? It is what I thought I heard but unfortunately, I was wrong. Why are you yelling?""Did you just ask me why I am yelling?" He asked loudly with his index finger pointing to himself."Is there anything wron
Page was twirling with the bouquet in her hands when her phone rang.She sat down then answered the call after clearing her throat and gulping down some water to avoid speaking hoarsely.“Good morning, how was your night?" Will asked.“It was good. I received the flowers you sent, they are beautiful. Thank you,” she said in a way that would not arouse the fact that no man had ever gifted her flowers, delighting in the way her tone made it seem as though receiving flowers was a normal and frequent happening in her life. “I am glad you loved them beautiful. I would end the call now, I do not want to pose a hinderance to you accomplishing what you have for the day, have a nice day.”“Thank you, bye Will,” she blushed and swivelled her chair before ending the call. Her door swung open and her loving grandad walked in.“Knocking and being granted permission to enter is the right thing to do grandpa,” she said to him."Is that how to greet who you constantly confide in?” He asked with an
"Wow," she whispered to herself as she walked into the restaurant that Will had picked out for them. Seats and spaces were occupied by love birds chattering and giggling lightly. The restaurant was cozy, roomy and lucent. Although it was a rather sophisticated one, it had an amiable ambiance. It was a beautiful and serene sight. She looked around and spotted Will who was dressed in a plain black shirt and white trousers with a black pair of shoes to go with the outfit. The simple look suited him as he wore a smile and raised his hand a bit to indicate where he sat so that she could walk over to the table. Will gasped and admired the beauty that stood before him then willed himself to stand up from where he sat and pull out her chair for her to take a seat. That simple but sweet gesture caused butterflies to erupt abruptly in Page's stomach. "You look breathtaking I must say," he said after summoning up all the courage he could. Page's checks burned with embarrassment as she b
Page knew that her best friend Lina made bad drunken mistakes but what she was looking at was a lot to take in. Lina was straddling a guy who was seated on a couch and her legs laying on the couch at either side of his legs. She was seriously grinding the guy who she knew was a stranger to Lina and they both seemed to be enjoying it as she was letting out stifled moans occasionally and him, grunts. She was in a mini shirt that stopped midway between her thighs. Her hips kept gyrating as her hands held either sides of his face and they kissed each other desperately but not too quickly or roughly. His legs were slightly spread out and the feet of his left slightly farther than that of the right one and raised up from the ground a bite. His two hands were at work, kneading softly her ass cheeks as he sank deeper and deeper into the kiss, grunting and let out breaths of satisfaction. He raised his right hand to her face and pushed her face closer to his to deepen the kiss, sinking his t
Page was on her third glass of beer, getting herself highly intoxicated although she was a lightweight. She slammed the third glass on the counter and wiped the corners of her mouth with her thumb. Pushing herself up from the stool on which she sat, she staggered to the dance floor. Immersive music which the cozy air carried from the large speakers filled the room and caused Page to sway her hips and body to it's beat, enjoying every bit of it. She danced till she was tired and wasted but wasn't sweating heavily as the air around her was cool. Suddenly, she felt this longing and yearning for someone she knew to be around her, keeping her company and dancing alongside her as Lina had been taken away from her. She staggered to a corner and put on her phone. She held herself up on the wall and leaned her head against it. Her finger tapped a number and it began dialing.“Page, where the hell are you? It's extremely late now, it's past ten already,” Rowan inquired in concern."Hey baby,”
Rowan held Page close to himself and walked her to his car. Loud silence rang in Page's mind as she tried to lock up her overwhelming emotions and keep her cool. She was antsy as she was becoming sexually frustrated every passing minute. Every time the car came to a halt due to traffic light regulations, her thighs made friction with each another, making her breath hitch at that moment and her hold on her purse to tighten. The sexual urge was getting worse and she didn't know how long she could hold out. She had never pleasured herself before and didn't feel like it was right to choose it as the next option in her state and in the position she found herself in. Occasionally, she closed her eyes to keep her breathing steady but it was not as effective as she thought it would be. When the car once again came to an abrupt halt, producing a screeching sound as it did, she sucked in a breath and crossed her legs tightly. She pressed her thighs together and sank her head into the headrest
Rowan nibbled her bottom lip before he kissed down to her neck. His big hands grabbed her ass and began kneading them firmly as he kissed her neck and grinded her simultaneously whilst her hands laid on his shoulders and hushed moans escaped her mouth. Her hand returned to his waist as he held her neck not too tightly with one hand and the other held her waist. He began kissing and sucking on different spots of her neck, slowly licking and swirling his tongue around it and elicitating melodious moans from her. The more she made those soft sounds, the wilder his grinding became as he simultaneously worked on her neck, leaving hickeys behind.When Page's grip on his waist loosened, he pulled away from her and let go of her neck. He placed feathery kisses on the spots where his hand mark appeared before taking a step back. He took off his black top and tossed it aside. Page marvelled at the sight of his chest and abdominal muscles.“I have never seen anything sexier than this all my lif
Stirring in the bed after a steamy night, Page beamed to herself as memories of the previous night saturated her mind. She sighed and let her eyelids flutter open as she yawned and looked around the room. Sweet things Rowan did like cleaning her up when they were done, wearing her her robe and letting her sleep in his room made a grin to slowly and quietly creep up her face. Rowan wasn't in the room so swiftly grabbing her torn lacy bra that lay across the room after she tied her messy hair into a bun, she left his room to hers to clean up herself. The mirror of her vanity reflected her disheveled hair as she looked into it and turned her head to the side so she could see the side of her neck. Her delicate fingers swam across the deep red hickeys Rowan's naturally skilled tongue and mouth temporarily imprinted on her skin. She let her robe drop to her waist from her shoulders and let her fingers trace the outline of the ones that laid on the swell of her breasts with the semblance o
EpilogueAgain, nothing beats family.Yes, there would always be fights, arguments and trials but then again, what are relationships without all of that. Quarrels being settled after a little period of distancing from one another, just a little, only makes the bond between them stronger. That, I say, is a fact very well proven if you in anyway doubt this theory.“How could you have thought that I hide such a sensitive information from you without ever planning to tell you at some point?” Page asked Rowan in disbelief."Well, you didn't tell me yourself did you? I had to find out from someone else,” Rowan replied, pissed but not screaming too loudly. “Why are you seeing it that way?”"Because it's what it is Cupcake. How else do you want me to take it?” He asked, taking off his hand that was on his forehead and looking at her.They were in their bedroom, Page seated on the bed, facing Rowan while he was standing in front of the wall, his back leaning against it.“I didn't tell you th
A year and six months later.Happiness is a free will gift of nature and is bestowed only on those who really want it and are ready to wield it. Happiness is not just a word but a magic power. Nothing beats happiness and self-satisfaction. Life happens to anyone. Death could come to claim anyone, anytime. The moment happiness is chosen, freedom has been chosen. Finding one's asylum is of paramount importance. Clinging onto that one thing that makes you happy and counting one's blessings despite some unfortunate happenings in our lives is beautiful and comforting. Nothing beats utmost happiness. It's beauty shimmers that it is both describable and ineffable.If there was anyone who had found what she needed most in life, happiness, it was Page Cannon, a mother of two cute babies, a boy and a girl, twins. Some days after the romantic, slow sex she had with Rowan on their rose scented bed, she started throwing up. This was after her grandad had been buried. When Rowan had broken the ne
A hand stretched to where she had sat, Page picked up the small envelope Will had dropped before leaving. The square shaped envelope was white, the little designs on it, gold. Into her bag she dropped it and walked out of the place.A sad feeling sat at the center of her heart as she wished nature would have been nice enough to not have made them meet in the way and time they had met. She was saddened by the fact that things had to go the way they did and she could not be friends with her husband's best friend. It was disheartening. Sadly, the hands of time could not be turned and past actions could not be rewritten or changed. A concise moment of thoughts and she finalized that all the blame was to be accorded to them, the sometimes despicable humans and not nature because undeniably so, humans have will in the palm of their hands. Decisions and actions; rights and wrongs; good and evil; all rest in the palm of our hands so why constantly blame nature… or fate for some of the predic
Rowan forced Page out of bed on Tuesday morning and stayed in the bathroom as she took her bath to make sure she didn't go back to bed when he left the room. She had pleaded with him to let her stay at home but he didn't think it was a good idea. He reckoned that they had had three days of rest for themselves and it was time to get back to work.“You’re a CEO Page," he had said to her as he rolled off their duvet from her body for the third time. He had driven her to work after they had had breakfast and on the way, revealed to her that their head chef was his nanny he had told her about. She cared so much for him that she opted to be his head chef instead of leaving him when he was grown to the point that he could take care of himself. Page was shocked at his revelation. She had hit him and scolded him for not letting her in on that kind of information early enough for her to reverence her as she ought to. Making a mental note to thank her for all that she did for Rowan, she retreat
“Wear the blue dress, it would suit the cool atmosphere better,” Rowan replied to Page's question, buttoning up his blue shirt before putting on his white, pristine loose-fitting trouser.“Okay baby," Page said as she put down the other dress she had in her hand on the bed.She decided to do her light makeup before putting on her dress: pigmented nude eyes with smokey creases and ombre, glossy lips. With ease, she rocked the dress Rowan had picked out between the two she had held out for him to see.They had gone up to the master bedroom to take their bath after Page had released him from their tight hug, him carrying her in his arms till he was in front of the room. They had showered differently, Page going in first before him. He had proposed they go on an outing and had told Page to make a decision on the places she wanted to go. As she hadn't made her choice yet, she said nothing about it, thinking hard of the places she wanted to explore together with her husband. “So… where hav
“My God!” Rowan screamed then released a breath as he jiggled her breasts in his hands and bit her nipples not too hard through her t-shirt. “And you are… you're my Queen. You're my mind blower, my ambrosia, my aphrodisiac. You're my soulmate, my soul's captor and I have to confess that you have rendered me completely powerless around you,” he said softly like he was confessing something which he wanted no one else to hear.Groaning, he took his hands off her breasts and brought his face out of the soace between her breasts. His senses were slowly slipping out from him.“I want to take your tee off Cupcake," he said, snaking his hands underneath her t-shirt and twisting her nipples in the most teasing way ever.Page moaned softly. Music to his ears they were.“Do whatever you want baby," Page uttered, squirming at how good his hands felt on the most sensitive parts of her breasts.“I love it when you call me baby, it sounds so sexy coming from you. I'm your baby,” he said as he took
“If you keep moaning and grinding on me like that, I fear I might loose my senses and control completely Cupcake," Rowan said in a seductive tone against her lips.Trying to catch her breath, she shook her head.“Loose them Rowan, that's what I want," she said and slammed her lips against his, her growing needs evident in every movement of her lips.Rowan kissed her back, matching up her energy with his once again before finally pulling away.“We need to stop Cupcake. Sex this morning would drain you as you know you had nothing tangible to eat last night. That aside, we just made up,” Rowan reasoned as he held her face so that she would focus on what he was saying and not try to reclaim his lips.“I am not complaining about that Rowan. I want it,” she said in a grumble-like manner."Definitely, you would get it in due time baby but what I do not want is rushing any of this processes. We have a life time to explore ourselves Cupcake but not today," Rowan embraced her when her head drop
It was ten in the morning and the feeling of waking up had never been more satisfying. Rowan smiled with a refreshing thrill as he opened his eyes, his dreams were finally coming to play. Waking up to watch Page sleep was his first blessing of the morning.His left hand was outstretched across the pillow and had her head on it. He had his other hand over her waist, holding her as close to himself as he could. The memories of the previous night swam into his mind as he moved back a bit to watch Page while his head remained on the pillow.He had thought of giving her her space for the night which led to him walking to his bed after putting on the t-shirt and casual loose fitting trousers he had picked out. Instead of climbing onto the bed as Page had anticipated he would, he had picked up a pillow and walked to his couch. This left Page with a puzzled look invading her features.What does he think he's doing? She had asked herself as she watched him lay on the couch, leaving her to slee
The said audience were both happy and sad that the short romantic drama that had been entertaining them was coming to an end with the kind of ending everyone of them loved and silently approved of. What captivated them the most was that Rowan Cannon, the hottest bachelor of the States had been married for months and none of them had any idea! The men amongst them wished for nothing more than a well deserved win for Rowan whilst the ladies – the hopeful romantics – hummed in admiration of what the end had turned out to be as they watched with dreamy eyes how deeply Rowan loved his wife and held her so close to himself as they wished for something similar to theirs; a love so strong and passionate that not even the strongest forces of nature could break. Looking around with his brown eyes, Rowan knew it was high time they left and gave the staff who were still there the opportunity to lock up and go to their homes. He knew that in one way or the other, they had enjoyed watching the