First day as Mrs Dale, the freshness of the morning came, Gemma and Isaac were still asleep. Although they had made plans but last night, they had fun. So much fun, that Gemma hadn't heard the alarm ringing.Now, the sound of Gemma's phone had interrupted her lovely dream, slowly bringing her back to reality, when she opened her eyes, she hurriedly closed them back due to the sunlight penetrating the room from the large window. She turned over and rested her hands on Isaac, inhaling the scent of the morning.Stretching her body, while her eyes still hurt from the bright room. She opened them back and shut them immediately, yawning wide. Gemma reached for her phone, and finally. The phone stopped vibrating, her eyes still closed.She quickly reached for the duvet and pulled it up for more warmth. Her hands searched for the uncomfortable thing stuck in her hair, she grabbed it and took off the veil on her hair.The room was quiet for a while except for the noise of their breathing and s
They both sat at a restaurant, facing each other, Gemma continued with her phone and Isaac did the same. The restaurant was crowded with so many Italians. Gemma would take a peep at Isaac and wonder what he was doing with his phone. She was only on hers because he was on his first."Your order" a female interrupted, Gemma took her eyes off him, and focused on the lady, she gave her a quick smile as she placed the food on the table. "Thank you," she says, Isaac stared at her, watching her arrange the table. She immediately took out her fork and began to dig into her spaghetti.Not even taking a stare at him, she was famished, and had waited thirty minutes for this to arrive. Finally, it smelt so nice, and she couldn't even wait a minute to taste it. She paused when the first bite entered her mouth, soft, spicy, and saucy. She nodded in approval and continued."You might want to slow down," Isaac chuckled and looked around, she didn't mind and continued, "Gems," he called and took of a
Phone rings! "Hello, Mom?" Gemma picks, watching from the terrace in a sweatshirt and pants. "Gems? How are you?" She dragged, sounding all cute and lovely. "Mom, I'm fine, have you returned to Seattle?" She asked. "Oh, yes, we got in a few minutes ago," she replied, Gemma nodded, staring at the beautiful rings on her finger. "Where's Isaac?" "Oh, he went to get some groceries" "That's nice, it's good" Gemma could feel her nodding from across the phone, Marbella could you sound like this, when she had something important to say? "Mom, I feel like you have something to say," Gemma said bluntly. "Huh? Not sure…" she defended, a moment of silence was issued and they both breathed on the phone. "You wanna spill, or I should know… hang up," she asked. "Abram and I, want a court wedding only, we don't want to celebrate, we just want to be registered as one" she rushed, Gemma remained silent, "You know, the baby is on his way and… and, Gemma?" She called. "Mom" she called
"It's my vow to you, you're mine, mine to please and love," He stated and pushed into her, she gripped her lips covering her moans, Isaac took them off, "Moan for me, princess..." He continued deeper but slowly. "Isaac" she managed to say, his lips teasingly. She pushed her hair backwards, waiting for his lips against her. He leaned fucking deeper and harder, while he kissed her, burying his moan in her mouth. “Isaac, yes, please!" she ran her hands through his hair, hoping he wouldn't leave. she arched. He was hitting just the right spot, and she was so wet that he went in smoothly. "Ohhhh!" A wicked grin pulled at his pretty lips."You're going to wake the fucking whole neighbourhood," he said, Gemma ignored grabbing his hands beside her. "I'm," her eyes pleaded, her panting increased, her mouth opened but only moans came out. "Yes, baby," he asked, Gemma's hands left his arms to his shoulders."I'm coming!" Her legs shook, and she buried her head. She squirmed. he was too much
"You okay?" Isaac asked, holding her hand as she got off the plane walking to the black Jaguar that waited for them. "Of course, I love the warm weather," she squeaked."Yeah, Gems, you would" He replied, Gemma narrowed her gaze at him, and he glared at her making her laugh. "What's funny?" He questioned. "Nothing, Sir" she shrugged, Isaac opened the car for her, returning her smile. "We should get something to eat," he offers, Gemma nodded as she strolled through her phone. "Are you listening?" He asked, she raised her gaze to him and nodded. Isaac cleared his throat, looking away. "Can't you prepare something nice?" She asked, placing her hands on his lap, Isaac fell silent. She blinked waiting for a response. "Isaac?" She scoffed, this man was petty. "That's childish!" She took her hands off him, "I didn't do this on purpose," she argued. He crossed his hands over her shoulders, pulling her closer. "I'm sorry," he said, kissing her cheek and laughing. Gemma rolled her eyes,
THREE WEEKS LATER,"Getting tanned like this is what I needed," Gemma says, picking strawberries from a bowl in a yellow bikini, beside her Isaac lay with a black shade on."We've been out here for a while," he said, Gemma looked at him, her eyes rolled down his body, and fell on his face. "Does it matter? You could head back… why are you even complaining!!" She asked with her voice raised, Isaac looked around and most people didn't even care about them. "I am not complaining, I was going to tell you to use sunscreen" he sighed. "I was only kidding" she giggles and continued with her strawberry. "I think you're getting worked up these days," he commented. "Yeah, I noticed that but by the way, why do people like salt water?" She asked, turning to him, Isaac smiled, resting his head. "Baby, I have no idea," he sneered. "Do you?" She asked. "Do I what?" He turned over to her, Gemma shrugged and looked at the sea. "I don't know, depends, I haven't gotten a chance to enter
They arrived at Isaac's place, which was now their new home. Pamela and Gemma stepped in, as Isaac had left her at the airport to head home alone. She stared at the empty house, with no expression. She had expected so much and hoped they could spend more time together but she was here staring at an empty place. "Mrs Dale, Do you need me to take this to the room?" Pamela asked, but Gemma's mind had wandered to different thoughts. Maybe he was seeing someone else, her mind was playing tricks with her. "Oh, Mrs Dale, I didn't think you would be home soon," Tracy says, Gemma's eyes fell on her, standing in a white outfit. She didn't hope for that either. Tracy looked so much better. She sighed and walked into her room, ignoring them. The door slammed after her. She hoped he would come home to her and hoped by the time she got out of bed, he would be by her side and probably apologize to her for ignoring and messing up their honeymoon. "Mrs Dale?" Tracy knocked gently, she covered h
"My lovely Gemma," it started. "I have missed you so much, I heard news you are now a married woman. I feel so much sadness that I never got an invitation, but darling I understand if you hate me now, I have disappointed you, and you have every right to be mad, I just wish you had come to see me or send an invitation, Gemma darling. I don't have so much to say but I am proud and happy to hear such news. And just like we have discussed, I hope he cherishes and makes you happy, because being my daughter, you deserve so much happiness… I hope to hear from you, just like in the old days. Gemma lay on her bed, curling herself as tears rolled down her red cheeks. Sadness engulfed her, bitterness crept into her soul and at that moment she hated everything about herself.She must have made a huge mistake by not sending a message, at least letting him know how much she missed him, and how she found the love of her life. Gemma blanked out after so much thought.It was morning again, the sunli