As I listen to the minister solemnly speak at Amanda’s funeral, Brandon stands next to me wearing his tailored Armani black suit, holding my hand tightly for support. When he squeezes it, I glance quickly at him before I look up at the dark clouds. Noting that it is a very somber day, I wonder if this won’t cloud our wedding plans after all. How could it not?Three days have passed since she was shot and killed, and I still haven’t heard anything about her children. When I contacted a lawyer, he tried to find out where they were taken but all the records have been tightly sealed, so her husband never finds out where they are. I had originally thought that we could keep them after we go to Vegas and get married, but the only thing the Lawyer had managed to find out was that they are in safe keeping with other members of her family. I suppose this brings me a little comfort knowing that they are at least with her side of the family. However, I still can’t believe that her husband
Falling asleep somewhere between the funeral and home, I wake up to Brandon carrying me up to the house, ever so gently. When he glances at me briefly, he notices that I am awake and then promptly smiles before leaning down to place a warm, wet kiss on my lips. A little moan escapes from them as he slips his tongue in. Of course, he doesn’t pay attention to where he is going, so he trips on the front steps and we both teeter on the brink of falling to the ground. After maneuvering left and then right, he manages to save us just in time as I feel him straighten his taut body, and say jokingly, “Well shit. That was a close one. I could have sworn that we were both goners there for a second or two.” before he looks down at me quickly again with love in his eyes.We both laugh whole heartedly before he lowers me to the ground as he states flatly, “Perhaps I had better put you down before it happens again.”When my feet are on solid ground, I regret it suddenly because I miss the war
When I hear the engines begin to fire, I feel the plane tremble under my feet as it jolts forward from the instantaneous combustion of the fuel. Fearing for my life, I dig my nails into Brandon’s knee as I stare out the window at the surrounding area. I can already tell that this is going to be one hell of a ride because we have not even lifted off the ground yet.Swallowing hard, I cough when the flight attendant asks with a knowing smile on her lips, “Are you comfortable? Even though this will not be terribly long, it does seem to feel like it sometimes. Especially, when it is your first time flying.”Nodding, I barely hear a word she says as I stare out the window and begin to pray. Watching as the plane begins to move and then turn on the runway, I say loudly, “Yes, I have changed my mind. I can’t do this.” While turning to look at Brandon.His eyes suddenly become sad when he realizes what I am saying. Clearing his throat, he places a hand on mine and then furrows his brow
By the time we get off the plane and head inside the hanger, I feel so famished that my stomach begins to growl loudly. “Wow. Did you hear that?” I ask Brandon as I glance at him with a surprised look on my face.When he meets my gaze, I note that he has a smirk on his lips before he even says in a sarcastic tone, “I think everyone heard that, Sugar. What would you be hungry for? Food or perhaps me?” as his voice drops down quietly while asking that last part.“Hm. I think I want food first and then you. Can’t I have both?” I ask coyly as I flirt with him and run my eyes up and down his body.While stopping for a moment to hand the security guard our papers, my eyes travel down to the bulge in his pants. I find myself licking my lips in response before he leans close to my ear and growls softly, “I am going to make love to you all night long Mrs. Knight, just as soon as we get married.”Gazing into his eyes, I see a hint of desire that wasn’t there a minute before. “Sugar.” Br
After taking a few minutes to pick up our luggage, I hear the driver open the trunk and then quickly toss them inside before shutting it. When I hear the front door open, I know that we will soon be on our way to the hotel. Soon afterwards, we will find a chapel and get married.Realizing this, I suddenly feel on edge. When I start to feel like this wasn’t such a good idea after all, I look over at Brandon before he laces his fingers in mine and leans over to kiss me on the lips softly. Somehow, he knows how I am feeling and knows exactly how to help me start to calm down. However, when the nervousness begins to spread through me again, I swallow hard before asking shyly, “Do you feel it to?”As he returns his gaze to me, I see understanding in his eyes before he replies softly, “Yes. Everyone does. You never know if you are good enough to make it all last, so it scares you to try.”Knowing this to be the truth, I smile at him and then wrap my arm around his before trying my be
After I find out that Brandon not only reserved the biggest, most expensive suite in the hotel, but he asked that we not be disturbed tonight for anything, I decide that tonight will be the night to remember for the rest of our lives. Not only am I going to rock his world, but I will make him wish he had married me sooner. Laughing, I still can’t believe that we are walking out the door to go get hitched.“Sugar, do you have everything?” He asks sweetly before awaiting my answer.“Yes. I do believe so. Why? As far as I know, we just need our I.D.’s, right?” I ask hesitantly because at least that is what he told me we needed.He looks up as if he is thinking about it for a moment and then nods before saying, “Yep. I do believe so.”Shutting the door, he smiles and puts the key card in his black dress pants before he takes my hand and leads me to the waiting limo. This time when we walk out of the hotel, the limousine driver is an older man in his fifties with greying hair and p
Hearing those words, I gaze into Brandon’s eyes and see my whole future. There is no doubt there, only endless possibilities as he leans down to kiss me. However, when he hovers above my lips for a split second too long, I wonder exactly what it is he is thinking before he consumes me with an unbridled passion I have never felt before.As he kisses me no holds barred, I hear Peter from behind us clear his throat uncomfortably and then state, “That is quite enough. Save it for the hotel room.” Before Brandon releases me and we part.We both look at Peter quickly before laughing and then I hear him say, “You may take your license and you are free to go after you pay me.” I watch as Brandon nods and releases me before pulling his wallet out with crisp 100-hundred-dollar bills inside. Taking out five of them, he hands them to Peter quickly before taking the license and grabbing my hand. With a knowing look, Isabel skirts out of the way before Brandon runs into her. Smiling, she gla
Slugging Brandon playfully in the shoulder, I laugh and then grab the pillow before I hit him over the head. We were in the middle of a pillow fight when the phone rang. Of course, it was my mom. She was letting me know that she was finally able to go home. However, the minute I ended the call, the fight continued. Smiling, I drop the pillow and barrel headfirst into his chest, pushing him down on the bed and smiling like a little kid from ear to ear.Using his weight, he latches onto my wrists and pulls up onto his chest before devouring my mouth. However, when I break the kiss, I wriggle free and state, “I really should go to the bathroom. I’ve had to go pee for about an hour, but we were just having so much fun.” Giggling, I climb off the bed and rush to the bathroom right before I almost pee myself. After I flush the toilet, I walk over to the sink and glance in the vanity mirror at my reflection. In doing this, I know it is too soon to worry about a baby, but earlier to