Bonus Scene EightEthanAfter the dinner, three of us sat together for a while, drinking wine and listening to Khalid talk about his country. As he told us about the highly proficient education system, I pointed Kiara not to have another glass of wine. I didn’t want her to drink too much for what we were going to do later that night. I had promised her we would do anything she wanted, and I wanted to keep that promise. Only if both of us were sober. Khalid left, giving me a hug and congratulating both of us again. After thanking the staff for the delicious food, we went upstairs hand in hand. The sexual tension of what would happen next hovered heavily between us.I kept glancing at Kiara from the corner of my eye when she stripped out of her dress and wearing a flimsy white robe that did nothing to hide her beautiful curves. I had to control myself when she went to do her nighttime routine and joined her to brush my teeth in sweatpants. “Are you going to tell me what you want, Bell
Bonus Scene NineKiara“Baby please,” I begged, pouting and batting my lashes at my husband who was busy making a tie. “You won’t be late for the meeting, you know how much I want you.” The babies kicked at my stomach, making me caress my growing belly while I shamelessly ogled at Ethan. His tan skin and the way his shirt stretched over his shoulders. The same shoulders where my legs had stayed last night until he had made me cum with his mouth, ordering me to play with my nipples while he tongue fucked me to oblivion. He looked up at me with narrowed eyes which grew softer seeing me caress my heavily pregnant stomach. He walked closer and kissed my stomach, the babies kicking again, knowing their daddy’s touch. Ethan smiled and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, making me frown. “No, Kiara,” he said sternly. “You said that last week and I was an hour late to the meeting.”“That was not my fault,” I argued back. “We had a quickie and then you told me—no, you ordered me to stay stil
Bonus Scene TenEthan“How are you feeling now?” I asked Kiara who was lying down on the hospital bed wincing now and then because of the contractions. She tried to give me a reassuring smile, “I am okay, just waiting to hold them in my arms.” I kissed her forehead, smiling down at her beautiful brown gold eyes. “I will be right here, Bella. It’s going to be okay.” Squeezing her hand, I sat beside her, talking to her in whispers. Kiara’s water had broke the night before after dinner and we had settled in the hospital room, the nurse had mentioned that it will take a while before she can give birth as her diameter wasn’t wide enough. That was twenty-four hours ago. The twins were definitely taking time coming into the world. I made sure she was as relaxed as possible, feeding her and holding her when she got afraid, thinking about our previous miscarriages. My mothers arrived and talked with her while her teary-eyed father watched her from the distance, congratulating me. “Babe…”
“If you don’t want to kiss me then... let’s swim.”“Yeah, sure.”“Naked.”“What?”“I always wanted to try skinny dipping.” I pursed my lips and said, “And I really want to get out of these clothes.”His voice was strained when he said, “What if someone catches you... me, both?”I moved my damp hair over my shoulder. “We will be in the pool, Ethan. And no one can see us from the living room.” I smirked when I said, “Unless you want to watch me while I swim, you can stay here.”The thought of Ethan watching me with his intense green-blue eyes while I was swimming in the pool sent a delicious shiver down my core.His eyes darkened, and he looked away, probably thinking the same when I noticed red blush creeping up his neck and making his ears and cheeks flush. Cute.“Come on, Ethan. Don’t be a chicken...”“Fine.”His voice was rough when he said, “Remove that sweater first.”BLURB:He shouldn’t have imagined her lying naked on his bed. She shouldn’t have imagined his devilishly handsome
PART ONE“Kiara? I just took a fart on the heart.”Chapter 1: Eiffel Needs to Cool OffEthanIt was all happening so fast that my only focus was the Skittles in the fishbowl, tempting me to steal the whole bowl away and cry while binge eating them.“Well, he started pushing me and saying all the words. What was I supposed to do?”“Not punch my dk.”“You deserved it.”“You are such a bich.”“Suck my cut, you asshole.”Knowing Liam, he would have accepted her crude remark and fantasized about it.I closed my eyes. This was not happening on the first day of senior year. But it is. My two best friends—no, my best friend and my ex-best friend were fighting like teenagers who just learned to use cuss words.“Ms. Sharma and Mr. James, please refrain from using swear words in my office,” our principal, Mrs. Inez Cooper, said, giving both of them a stern look.They shut up, glaring at each other while I slouched in the seat, rubbing my forehead. This all started after our morning swim practice
Chapter 2: It’s Just a PhaseKiara“So, if this dude went from up here to down here, what will be his position?” Mr. Sulkin, our physics teacher, asked, tapping his black marker on the whiteboard. Several heads went down, the sounds of pencils and pen scribbling on the paper surrounding me with the occasional clicks on calculators.I noticed Katherine, my good friend, pass the calculator toward me. Her green eyes were glinting with mischief. I took the calculator from her and she wriggled her eyebrows. And at that moment, I knew she was thinking the same thing as I was.Sixty-nine.I coughed, ceasing the bubbling laugh, and shook my head at my immature friend.I met her in kindergarten and knew that the blond girl who was threatening a mean bully would make a great friend. That day, she saved Rio from getting bullied and I gave him his glasses back. Ethan had glared at the bully and his friends from the book he was reading as if daring them to make a move. It’s safe to say that he had
Chapter 3: Taking Farts on HeartEthanOne thing was clear, Kiara was acting weird.She was fidgeting with her T-shirt in my room to take me God knows where and the way she couldn’t look me in the eyes, I knew something was wrong. Why was she so nervous? Is it me? Wait, do I stink?I frowned because I had showered after the practice and did apply cologne and deodorant. I didn’t stink. Then why was my presence making her nervous?I was about to ask her if she was feeling uncomfortable around me when the car came to a stop. She changed the gear and grinned at me with her wide brown eyes with flecks of gold shining in them. Her eyes were so beautiful. And just like that, I forgot all my worries.“We are here!”I smiled and couldn’t help my eyes when they dropped to her brother’s T-shirt and the denim shorts that gave me a perfect, gorgeous view of her golden legs. Shit, I really couldn’t stop staring at her. Her face, her fumbling hands, her dimples, her eyes, her hair, the cute little m
Chapter 4: I Need to Get a GripKiaraIt had been two days since the night at the farmhouse. The night where I was drunk and alone with Ethan. That wouldn’t make me nervous daily, but it was making me nervous because we almost kissed each other. I almost kissed my best friend. My best friend.Damn it.I stumbled into someone and muttered a quick sorry. I had been zoning out all day, thinking about Ethan and that almost kiss. I could feel the way his warm hand cupped my cheeks and the spicy, musky cologne when he leaned closer, his eyes a turmoil of emotions. I shook my head to erase those thoughts. It didn’t happen and I should be thankful for it.But why was a part of me disappointed and sad?A strong hand held my wrist and I stopped to look at the person. Clenching my jaw, I followed him as he dragged me to the nearest empty classroom.“What the hell are you doing, Liam?” I asked, rubbing my wrist when he let go of me, slamming the door behind us.His stormy gray eyes were livid. “M
Bonus Scene TenEthan“How are you feeling now?” I asked Kiara who was lying down on the hospital bed wincing now and then because of the contractions. She tried to give me a reassuring smile, “I am okay, just waiting to hold them in my arms.” I kissed her forehead, smiling down at her beautiful brown gold eyes. “I will be right here, Bella. It’s going to be okay.” Squeezing her hand, I sat beside her, talking to her in whispers. Kiara’s water had broke the night before after dinner and we had settled in the hospital room, the nurse had mentioned that it will take a while before she can give birth as her diameter wasn’t wide enough. That was twenty-four hours ago. The twins were definitely taking time coming into the world. I made sure she was as relaxed as possible, feeding her and holding her when she got afraid, thinking about our previous miscarriages. My mothers arrived and talked with her while her teary-eyed father watched her from the distance, congratulating me. “Babe…”
Bonus Scene NineKiara“Baby please,” I begged, pouting and batting my lashes at my husband who was busy making a tie. “You won’t be late for the meeting, you know how much I want you.” The babies kicked at my stomach, making me caress my growing belly while I shamelessly ogled at Ethan. His tan skin and the way his shirt stretched over his shoulders. The same shoulders where my legs had stayed last night until he had made me cum with his mouth, ordering me to play with my nipples while he tongue fucked me to oblivion. He looked up at me with narrowed eyes which grew softer seeing me caress my heavily pregnant stomach. He walked closer and kissed my stomach, the babies kicking again, knowing their daddy’s touch. Ethan smiled and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, making me frown. “No, Kiara,” he said sternly. “You said that last week and I was an hour late to the meeting.”“That was not my fault,” I argued back. “We had a quickie and then you told me—no, you ordered me to stay stil
Bonus Scene EightEthanAfter the dinner, three of us sat together for a while, drinking wine and listening to Khalid talk about his country. As he told us about the highly proficient education system, I pointed Kiara not to have another glass of wine. I didn’t want her to drink too much for what we were going to do later that night. I had promised her we would do anything she wanted, and I wanted to keep that promise. Only if both of us were sober. Khalid left, giving me a hug and congratulating both of us again. After thanking the staff for the delicious food, we went upstairs hand in hand. The sexual tension of what would happen next hovered heavily between us.I kept glancing at Kiara from the corner of my eye when she stripped out of her dress and wearing a flimsy white robe that did nothing to hide her beautiful curves. I had to control myself when she went to do her nighttime routine and joined her to brush my teeth in sweatpants. “Are you going to tell me what you want, Bell
Bonus Scene SevenKiaraI couldn’t handle the dry heat anymore and by the sound of sand and heavy wind, I had figured that we were in some type of dessert. I squeezed Ethan’s hand just to be relieved that he was still sitting beside me in the car. “Come on, Ethan, tell me where are we going,” I asked him, touching the blindfold around my eyes which he had tied when we landed on the ‘surprise’ place from a private plane. “I know it’s some type of dessert.” “Wait a little longer,” he said, his voice husky and sounding deeper than before. “Have patience, Bella.” I tried to relax in the leather seat but I couldn’t, shifting nervously and fumbling with my fingers on the lap. I wanted to know where he was taking me. I wanted to know what the surprise was. I wanted to see him, my Ethan. I wanted to kiss him and make love to him. The past few days after our Indian wedding, we were busy with having everything ready for our honeymoon trip and Ethan wouldn’t tell me where we were going. He ev
Bonus Scene SixEthan“You look like an Indian Prince, sweetheart,” my mom said, helping me with the red turban I had to wear with the red and golden shervani. It stretched over my broad shoulders and tapered down to my waist, reaching my knees. It was beautiful with intricate designs and patterns of gold. My mom was exaggerations, as most mothers do, but I could feel that I looked special wearing it. Like a Prince or King ready to marry his bride and whisk her away. I wondered how beautiful my Bella would look tonight wearing her bridal lehenga. My mothers had prohibited me from seeing it and Kiara agreed with them. I was suppose to see her at the mandap tonight with everyone else. Sadly, I won’t be able to ask her to remove her underwear like I had during our western wedding because I knew it might make her uncomfortable in the lehenga. Liam, Rio and Volt were ready wearing the similar shades of blue in a shervani with the blue turban. Both of my mothers dotted on them, applying
Bonus Scene FiveEthanI was surrounded by Kiara’s uncles and aunties, pinching my cheeks and applying some kind of turmeric paste on my arms and face and feet. Kiara had mentioned that Haldi ceremony would include strangers applying the paste on your skin with Mango leaves to get glowing skin on the day of wedding, but I didn’t think people would take this so seriously. Liam said that Kiara was getting the same treatment and I hope she was doing okay. Indian traditional music with various classical instruments played in the background, people talking and laughing as they enjoyed themselves with Indian sweets. I was sure that I had gained six pounds just by inhaling the delicious food and snacks that were going around. “Hey.” I asked Liam, “What’s up with you and Deepika? Kiara’s cousin?” His grey eyes turned to me, his eyebrows raising a fraction. “What do you mean?”I rolled my eyes, “Liam, I have known you since you were seven, I noticed—even Kiara did, how you looked at her.”H
Bonus Scene FourKiara“Are you sure you don’t want to drink wine?” Katherine asked, shuffling her gorgeous navy blue bridesmaid dress. “I even snuck in a bottle of gin for you.”Anya shot her a warning look and walked up to stand beside me. She looked stunning with her features sharp, her silky black hair woven in a low bun. “Do you need anything, Kiara?” “No, thank you, Anya. I am feeling a little overwhelmed wearing this dress. It feels unreal,” I ended with a nervous chuckle, my hands smoothening over the white satin of the wedding dress. It hugged the curves of my body and even showed little cleavage. It was modest, but it was stunning. I felt beautiful in it. Anya squeezed my shoulder in reassurance while Katherine told me to take a small gulp of gin. They both started talking about how it was not a good idea for the bride to reek of alcohol on her wedding day, moments before she walks down the aisle. I was too distracted by the nervous flutter in my belly, knowing that I was
Bonus Scene ThreeKiaraMy aunt wanted to talk to me, and sadly, I had to go with her. Ethan was pouting at me when I had to leave. I was sad because I wanted to spend some time with him before the wedding.I bit back my smile and followed my aunt. I still couldn’t believe that I would be Ethan’s wife and he would be my husband. I shivered thinking about sharing my life with that man who looked devilishly handsome in the navy blue kurta waiting for me in my childhood bedroom. My fingers roamed around the rim of my engagement ring. This is real. We are getting married. I had been following my aunt while she introduced to me my entire family which was currently together in dad’s hometown to celebrate Diwali. I might have to ask Ethan to massage my back because it had started aching after bowing so much and accepting everyones blessings. A nervous giggled escaped my throat when an old lady who was my father’s neighbor smacked a kiss on my cheek, holding my head. My aunt held back her l
Bonus Scene TwoEthan“Are you sure?”I cleared my throat and looked at Kiara. She squeezed my hand, nodding reassuringly at her father and grandmother. She looked so fucking beautiful in light makeup, her blood-red lips, the small bindi on her forehead and wearing large earrings, jhumkas, on her ears. Her hair tumbled down her hot red blouse and just thinking about that morning, watching her get ready in the sari made me squirm in my seat. Was it bad that seeing her in Indian clothes made me want to lock us in a room and fuck her while she was wearing a sari?Hold it in your pants, Eiffel. Not the right time to think about Kiara in her sari and how hot she looks.My eyes averted to the man who was drilling holes in my skull and swallowed the lump in my throat. “Yes, papa. In how many languages do I have to answer you?” I took a sharp breath, hearing her voice. She was clearly not amused by her father’s question. Mr Vijay Sharma looked at me as if I was asking his permission to reco