I left work early, around 3pm because we didn't have much work and people kept on bugging me to reveal who I married. I kept my mouth shut and threw the key away. Now I'm at the park taking pictures of almost everything. Photography doesn't focus on one thing. It's broad and you can take a shot of something simple like a falling leaf and turn it into a majestic beauty. The new camera is perfection!Focusing my lens, I capture a moment of a bird feeding it's offsprings. Satisfied with the number of shots and looking at the setting sun, I walk up to my car and drive back to the house. After planning the wedding and everything thoroughly, Steven suggested I move some of my things to the house and I agreed. Which is why instead of going to my apartment, I go to the Parker's house.I reach the house and everyone has left. Mr Thompson probably went to drop Mrs Claire and pick up Blake. I go to my room and take a quick shower then head towards the kitchen when I'm all warm.I start to prep
"You cooked and didn't leave some for me?" Mrs Claire asks quite offended.Pouring warm milk into my coffee, I give her the most apologetic look ever, "I'm sorry. You should blame Blake though. I know that I left some food after I dished up for us.""Us?" Her face plays a look of confusion."Yes, us. I ate supper with Blake.""Ah, I thought you ate it with Steven.""Nope, I didn't see him yesterday. Must be at work I guess." Mrs Claire nods her head and goes upstairs probably to check up on Blake. My phone vibrates on the table and the caller ID reads Stevie❤️"Hey." I say monotonous."Why weren't you answering your phone? I called multiple times.""I must have been sleeping Stevie." The nickname falls out before I could stop myself and I bite my bottom lip with what is to come next."How many times should I tell you not to call me that? Steven is just fine." He says in a very irritated manner."I'm sorry, I forget that at times.""It's fine. We are having lunch today, I'll meet you
"Are you alright?" Blake asks still holding my hand. Don't lie. The words roam in my mind as I debate on whether to lie and say yes or tell him the truth."Maybe? I mean I was alright, I was happy when I got here then next thing I know, I was left at the beginning of a date by Steven because of work so I don't know anymore, am I alright?" I try to sound my usual self but with my tears threatening to fall out and my down spirit, my voice comes out broken than ever."No, you're not alright. Steven is a douche-""No he isn't!" My voice comes out louder than expected and embarrassment suddenly overcomes me. "He isn't a douche, he just had an important meeting to attend to I think. He is doing this for him and I. Someone who is a douche would not be doing that Blake.” Trying to avoid the pity in his eyes, I look behind Blake. The four men in suits who seem to be waiting on Blake look very irritated with him, or with the both of us? Okay, I do not want to be on any business men’s bad side b
After a long debate with myself, I finally came to the conclusion that I'm going to ask him why he left in such a hurry. I have notes glued in my brain to help me with what I am to say. What I did not prepare myself for, however, is for everyone to be in the kitchen and for me not to take notice of them but only of the man sitting on the white counter eating cereal. Still relaxed as if he didn't do anything wrong."Why did you leave me at the restaurant yesterday?" I ask eyes fixed only on him."Babes didn't I explain yest-""Not you Steven, him." I point at Blake without even thinking my words through."What?" Both Steven and Mrs Claire ask at the same time.Blake, however, remains unfazed and the only thing I get from him is putting down his bowl and looking at me like I just didn't ask him a question."What's going on here?" Steven asks clearly trying to figure out the situation.I move my eyes from Blake to Steven and this is when my nerves start kicking in. "I uhm...Blake and I a
"I should have just tricked you into giving me the tickets and went out with someone not as famous as you." I say a little irritated as I pass by the average number of people seated waiting for the show to start."Oh come on, it isn't that bad." Blake says behind me as he keeps on flashing his smile at the ladies in the room."Are you kidding me? Ever since we stepped foot into this place, almost all the female learners have come up to you to ask for a picture and an autograph oh and let me not forget, the teachers too." I sit down and cross my arms, “is it because of the fame or your looks? I am starting to believe it is your looks."Okay, I'm sorry. I will turn away the next people to come. And yes, it is because of my looks and so ever awesome personality.” Blake smiles and pokes my nose. The irritation disappears and I can't help but smile back at him genuinely, which is far from innocent, “you look better when you are smiling, quit going all grumpy bear on me.”Thinking about it,
It's Friday again then Saturday and Sunday then what?It’s Friday again then Saturday and Sunday then what?I love that song, but it Friday and to say that things are going my way would be a lie. After a lot of preparing and sleepless nights (I think…), the company we did all of that for decided to reschedule the meeting on the very last minute with some senseless explanation. I rocked a great outfit and curled my hair all for nothing. This week fooled me by starting off great, it is not my week. I think I am done with it now, cause I cannot reset the days that have passed and make it better.I lean forward and take another chocolate piece while seated with Bianca. The two of us decided to bury ourself in sweet food as we complain but be grateful that we get extra time to look at the holes in the presentation and fix them. Yet I seem to be the only one burying myself in the sweet food before us… mhm…"I can't believe they cancelled," I say while also reading the note from the chocolate
"Where were you last night?" Steven asks the moment I step foot into the house after leaving the engage."Can we please talk about this tomorrow? I'm really tired now." I yawn as I take out my black stiletto heels off."No. I want us to talk about it now. Where were you yesterday night?"Looking closely at him, I realize that Steven already knows where I was. I don't know if this is a test or what but I'm not interested, I'm sleepy. "I was out with Blake to a school's musical fundraising event that was not here. There, now can I go to bed?""Why did you go with Blake? Am I missing something here?" I guess this is a no to my question.Rubbing my temples I sit down on the stairs leading upstairs to the other bedrooms. "How am I supposed to know Steven? I mean I'm not the one putting less effort into this relationship, I can't even say marriage because I'm not sure what is going on here. I am also not the one putting work before you. Blake and I are in good terms and he is just been here
I am exhausted. I thought the flight would take just a few hours but I was off the radar. It took forever probably close to 12hours and we even ran out of things to do which means boredom stroke while in the air. With the pilot taking his sweet time, we finally landed and a driver holding up a sign was waiting for us just outside the airport near a limousine. The drive also took a very very long time to arrive at the hotel but we finally did and I have to say that I'm blown away. I've always wanted to come to Miami and go to the Key beach and just being here shows me how much I've missed out. I do not get why I have not travelled to places I want to travel to yet, I have the financial means to do so and if it becomes heavy on my wallet, I can always ask my parents for compensation. After all I do still receiving monthly allowance from them.We had rooms booked to us and thankfully, I am sharing with Bianca - she wanted it that way. And once we got settled in, just like me, she too was
My name is Aria Parker-Johnson a mother to Mirella Parker-Johnson and soon to be mother to twins. I am the wife of Blake Parker, a business tycoon that had been known for his player nature but now is a transformed father and loyal husband. Our marriage has been a rollercoaster, it started off hectic, I did not think it would last. I was never supposed to marry him in the first place but God works in miraculous ways. The way we got together, the way we separated and once again the way we got together, it is all a miracle. “Mirella!”“Yes, mom?” She walks into the kitchen, my baby girl is so grown.“Please take these outside. I am sure people are going to start arriving any time soon.” I try picking up the tray but she stops me.“No need to overwork yourself ma, my siblings need to come out to perfectly fine.” “Thank you baby girl.” I let her take everything then decide to head to the bedroom to change.I am pregnant again and I must say, it is a lot of work. Now that I am carrying tw
The only sound audible in the room is of my nails tapping on the dinner table. The quietness just makes me even more anxious as the seat opposite mine remains unoccupied. I actually believed I would be laughing by now or be swept off my feet.But that is not the case which is why I am still lighting up my phone screen for the tenth time hoping to see something different. Yet once again, my heart drops as the time reads;20:15Fifteen minutes after the time Blake set, there still is no sign of him. There is not even one single text, not to talk about a call. If there were people in the room all they would see is a pretty lady dressed in a sophisticated black dress seated awkwardly in her chair, continuously staring at her phone for a sign. Maybe he will walk in any minute, it's human nature to be late20:45"Would you like to order anything Mrs?” The waiter asks me for the second time ever since my arrival."Uhm do you have juice?""No, we don't serve that here.""Okay...how about nona
"Growing up, I did not feel good looking. No matter how much I had tried to compliment myself, my insecurities got me to my knees. People always reassured me that I was handsome but I did not see what they so saw so I did not bother to date anyone. I was not willing to make another human being suffer. I wanted to fix myself up and become close to this hot thing I am today. I was eighteen when I was let out of the shell and became exposed to the public eye. People were crazy over me and I was all over magazines being called handsome. My good looks made people believe I was a heartthrob not knowing I was a virgin at that time. But the attention made me feel like I was ready to give relationships a try. “I did not know how hard it will be because of my brother. All of my serious relationships went downhill because of Steven. Relationship in and out I will find him in bed with my girlfriends," he laughs to himself as I stare with pity, "I stopped pursuing serious relationships and decided
I just wanna sleepppppp!I just wanna sleepppppp!I just wanna sleepppppp!Last night this time… mhm, I was honestly busy with Blake. The entire night and the fact that it is all different tonight is a bummer. I need the sweet kisses all over my face, sweet kisses all over my body but instead I am in my room all alone, struggling to still walk.My phone starts ringing and my heart jumps in joy hoping to see Blake’s caller ID but once the phone is in my hands, my smile drops. “Hello?”"Hey, is this Aria?" The caller on the end of the line asks.The voice sounds a little bit familiar but I cannot wrap my fingers around it. I know without a doubt that it is not Steven so, who is it?"Yes, may I ask whom this is?” I remove the pillows on my bed, getting ready to sleep. I do not really want to beat around the bush with my current state."Mike.""Mike...Mike...oh Mike!” And it finally clicks…how does he have my numbers again, “how are you?""I'm great, I am so glad that you still remember
I think I should not have allowed myself to be led by lust. Why? Because I am not over Blake instead I'm...I'm deeply in love with him again. It was so stupid of me to believe that I will get over him by sleeping with him after I had pointed out that when you engage in sexual acts with someone the two of you become one. I'm one again with Blake and in my case, that is not a good thing.Groaning at my stupidity I hold on tight to the duvet, looking at Blake who is peacefully sleeping. My mind trails back to when our hands intertwined during our love making, that was the end of me yesterday…it is even continuing to be the end of me now.I sure have to give it to Blake, this boy is very calculative, which I dumbly forgot about. He reminded me of things I had forgotten with just one night. The things he knew would work to his favor...why did I believe that I would fall out of love with him again?I sit up straight, wondering how I am to escape the hole I dug up for myself. My feet touch th
"Father, we thank you for the beautiful days you've brought to us. We thank you for the family you've given us, please continue to protect and guide us. Let your Holy Spirit keep us safe, and may our hearts be open to your word all the time. Amen." "Amen." I say, before opening my eyes.Blake and I look at each other for a split second before I speak, “goodnight." "Goodnight gorgeous." He kisses my forehead, exiting my room.After Blake left me at the dance floor, I decided to make business too. Apparently, Bianca's company is well known so it was a smooth sailing. I'm really proud of my friend, she has done exceptionally good for herself. And also the employees have played a huge part. One thing I love mostly is how she couldn't believe it when I told her over the phone. Lady should start believing in herself and her company.However, getting back to the Blake situation...I'm sexually frustrated. I'm pretty sure people could smell the sexual tension in the air while we were dancing
Shopping is part of those things I love with most of my heart. Shopping with Blake...that is another story."No!" Blake says immediately when the fitting room door opens."Well, I love it." I spin around to give him the full view."A-ah. No ways." He pushes me into the fitting room, then closes the door. "Every male eye is going to be on you. Look how the dress is shaping every curve on your body. Then the back...your back is exposed!" He turns my back on the mirror and I turn to look at it.He is right, my back is on full display. But the blue dress is amazing! The tiny beads are making me shine brighter that the disco lights. I face Blake and dah dah dah!!!! Our noses are touching. A second chance to another kissing moment, I am high on the clouds up for it. His fingers run down the line on my back, and I take penguin steps towards him then he lowers his head and,“Feels like we're on the edge right nowI wish that I could say I'm proudI'm sorry that I let you downI let you down-
His arms immediately grab my waist and I have no choice but to lean into him. My hands become sweaty, my heart starts beating a new tone I am not familiar with as my legs wobble more than a jelly. I feel like a teenager who is about to receive her first kiss. And just like my first, my world is fired up when his lips meet mine. In just mere seconds I have been consumed into an alien feeling. One that I want to experience over and over again, without any break whatsoever.Blake slowly pulls back after the small kiss, but still remains close to me. His breath hitting my lips, making me crave more of them.I open my eyes when he drops his head on my shoulder, "w-why did you stop?" I bluntly ask, saddened by the ending of what I was loving."Because one kiss would never be enough." He whispers enough for me to hear. "Aria I want to devour your lips countless times." My arms find balance on his neck when he grips my thighs, placing me on the table. "I'm just thinking if escaping rehab is w
Things I hate about Blake1. He sometimes smokes2. He...He likes to manipulate situations 3. Loves making me feel younger than him4. He...his...Okay this is not working! Whoever on the internet suggested that to fully get over someone I should write a list of the things I hate about them was totally wrong! I can't use the fact that he used to be a player because that is using his past against him. I wouldn't like it if someone used my past against and I am trying to move it.Ripping the paper from my notebook and shredding it into pieces, I sit back into my chair. It's been five days that I've not had an encounter with Blake which I'm grateful for. The only reason is because he is finalising the whole business move since we have moved back here and he is taking over the company here. The workload is a lot and he comes back very late and leaves very early. We do spend time together but it's when we pray and when he talks to Mirella and I'm surprisingly there. But it's never just him