~Bobbie~
Matt and I are having dinner over the West’s residence, and the food is amazing. Esther, Mayor Austin, and Matt are talking about the stocks and bonds which I didn’t understand at all. Why would you want to buy stocks and bonds if you’re not sure to earn money? You’ll let it depend on the economy.
“What’s the matter, Bobbie?” Jack asked. He sits across from me, Tina sits beside him.
She is awfully silent tonight; I need her witty comments to keep Candice’s situation out of my mind.
“I was just wondering why that shop, BeanStew, is still running,” I whispered, taking a spoonful of my red snapper with veggies.
“The coffee shop near your school?” Ja
~Jake~“Yes, Daddy,” her words took me by surprise.If it was possible, I felt myself twitching inside my jeans, ready to come off from this temptress’s seduction.“You’ll regret calling me that.” Bobbie giggled, wrapping her arms around my neck.Bobbie’s body is heaven, if it is not, then I don’t want to be in heaven anymore. The sweetness from her mouth mixed with that ice cream goodness, God bless the maker of that food.I cupped Bobbie’s bottoms with both my hands and squeezed it with light force. She gasped, and I took the chance to fuck her mouth with my tongue. The heat radiating from her core to my arousal is making me want to rip her clothes off. She caged me insi
~Bobbie~Something was on my mind since dinner at the West residence. Tina said that Bean Stew gives donations to the community with every sale. If a shop with blunt foods like that is still operational, why not create a store that serves wonderful food, ambiance and service?I’ve been researching since then about business, and some things were a puzzle to me. Some articles of successful businessmen and women mentioned that they failed once or twice with their business before they succeeded.Failure is not an option, this is the very first idea where I outsmarted that little smartass Candice.Jake caged me with his arms on both sides of me. Taunting me like the tease of a beast.I blinked my eyes. I am caught red-handed
~Bobbie~I gathered my strength in asking Matt for an opinion in putting up a business. Now here I am in his room, he’s freshly showered, hair still damp. I sat on his bed while he sat across from me in his work chair.Matt’s eyes twinkled with amusement. “It was not easy, but being a St. Clair has its advantages. People recognized the name when I started purchasing hotels on the brink of bankruptcy, but I wanted to make a name for myself. I didn’t want to be in the shadows of our surname, and that’s where my chains of affordable hotels began. Dad was adamant at first, but when he saw it from my point of view, he eventually supported me.” He draped his towel on the back of his chair. “Why the sudden interest in business?”That had me swallowing hard. I knew that busine
~Jake~Bobbie looks exhausted, that’s why I took her out of town for the weekend. Away from the shop, school, and from the project. She’s worked harder than anyone on this business venture, but she hasn’t complained or whined. I’m glad that Jack was willing to take charge of everything, and if this goes well, we found ourselves a business management graduate manager. Mom was helping me persuade Jack to stay in town for good.“Are we there yet?” Bobbie yawned for the nth time, I’m really mad at her for not asking for my help.She gives a hundred percent if not more to anything she wanted and sometimes, even on the brink of exhausting her body. Like she did on cheerleading. She went to the hospital more than my fingers on my hand can count, but she never gave up until she reac
~Jake~This is a weekend of relaxation. Instead, I snapped at her.When I was sure my head was clear from my run, I came back and found Bobbie on the porch. She’s sitting on the stairs, knees pressed against her chest, her head resting above it. She changed to black denim shorts and a yellow tank top, which was being swayed by the mild gusting wind.Hearing my footsteps on the graveled pathway, she lifted her head. Her eyes were glistening with tears and my heart dropped at the sight of her. She jumped towards me, wrapping her arms around my neck, burying her face in my chest.“I’m sorry, Jake,” she hushed.My arms found their way on her hips, tracing her body to her bottoms, lifting her up, and she in
~Bobbie~“Okay, no peeking,” here goes Jake again, a blindfold taking away my sight.“Where are you taking me now, Jake? This is becoming a habit of yours,” I smiled, feeling his thumb on my lower lip.Glad that he took my car today, I would have peed myself if he made me wear the blindfold on his bike. God knows how I hate not knowing where I am.“Do you trust me?”I rolled my eyes even though he can’t see them. “Of course I do.” I mumbled giggling, “I have to meet with Jack later.”Jack decided it would be best if he takes the managerial position in the RestoBar. He’s such a big help in lifting loads the bus
~Bobbie~Ben, Lee and I slouched in the lounge after we finished our lines of cars for today. It is a boring and lazy day… I need more. I am bored. There’s no challenge in fixing cars today and our tip was bountiful.“I heard you and Jake are going to DC,” Lee spoke, sipping the sprite from his can, burping like a cave dweller. Tina swatted Lee, a lecture about table manners followed soon after. Ben and I looked at each other, laughing at Lee’s contorted face.“Yeah,” I answered when my laughter toned down, “I hope everything goes well with the Bunker’s opening so we can continue with our trip.” As I take a mouthful of Tina’s baked macaroni, a car honk signaled from the car shop’s entrance, announcing a customer’s arrival.
~Bobbie~Most of our family and friends are present in the Bunker’s blessing. It surprised me to see media people covering the event because we just wanted an intimate start. All of us were a little on edge about this day. Well, except for Matt. He is as calm as a morning breeze, and I envy his demeanor right now.Jack guides the team. His kind and jolly attitude shows from time to time when he cracked a joke with the staff, removing the tension and pressure of our first night in operation.Candice is in her zone. She leads the serving staff like a pro, maybe; her working on BeanStew was not so bad at all. Mel helps Candice while Tina is on cashiering duties. The guys are behind the bar, mixing drinks, fooling around and here I was, not knowing where I should be.&
~blurb~ I, Zia Walker, take you, Xavier Luciano, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will honor you all the days of my life. And above all, I vow not to fall for you. ~~ Trapped with the responsibility to my family, fate forced me to marry Xavier Luciano. He was the perfect solution to my problems, but there was only one condition he asked before promising me his ‘I do.’ “Don’t fall for me,” was his unbreakable rule. I laughed at him that day, thinking how easy it is to follow his stupid rule. I’m in love with my ex-fiance, his younger brother Calvin, so what could possibly go wrong? I agreed without hesitation, seeing him as the ticket out of my life’s predicament. Like a raging wave, the realization of my vow’s weight crashed on me.
~Bobbie~ ~Last night~ “I’m Adonis, and I’ll make you happy, Athena.” “Sorry, Bobbie,” Mel muttered beside me. “I can’t do this thing alone.” “It’s your bachelorette party, Mel,” I groaned and shivered when I felt a calloused hand grazing my knee. “You’ll be sorry for this later, Melissa,” I hissed, and again, the hands drew circles on my inner thigh, rising higher and higher. Mel was moaning beside me, and I could hear the girls giggling and laughing gingerly. Those same hands now held both of mine and guided it somewhere in front of me. My hands came against a warm solid skin - very toned skin must be his chest. He guided my hands down to his abs, and he has a good pack, 8 packs I counted. “Oh G
~Bobbie~ The girls were ready to go out, and so were the boys. We walked out of Mel’s room and found them already drinking and fooling around. These men cleaned up well, but my eyes were fixed on Jake, at least when he wasn’t looking at me. He was wearing a simple polo and fitted jeans, and I think they plan to go clubbing as well. “Bobbie,” I stiffened when I heard Jake’s voice so close to me. He sounded as if he already had too much to drink. With his hand gripping my arm, he dragged me to the patio, away from our friends. “What?” I snarled, hauling my arm from his grip. I’m still pissed about seeing him with Elise. My eyes locked with his but the look on his hues rendered me speechless. I was wearing a red cocktail sp
This scene would be an alternate reality if that rooftop episode didn’t happen. ;) ~Bobbie~ I kept punching and kicking until memories of Jake and that blond were out of my head. They look so cozy. “Poor dummy,” Priya’s voice brought me out of trance. I rolled my eyes. “I wish I don’t have feelings like this punching bag.” She takes a seat on the wooden chair while sipping her coffee. I’m in their place outside of town, and I didn’t realize that I’d confined to her. She once made it her life’s mission to make my life miserable, but here we are now. She listened to my story of weakness and stupidity. “You clearly both have feelings for each other. What’s holding you back, Bob
~Jake~ I told myself not to cry. I told myself crying makes me weak, and the fact that my friends teased me that entire day, saying that I was a crybaby, annoyed me to hell. I couldn’t help it. She was damn beautiful that day. I found it hard to believe how lucky I am to be waiting for her at the altar. The moment she entered the church holding Damien’s arm, wearing the dress as white as snow, it made her tanned skin stand out. That day is still vivid in my head. How that strapless gown hugged her upper body down to her waist as the skirt flowed while she walked to where I waited. It’s a magical moment. The images of us together slipped into my head like a fast-forward play of a movie. “Dad!” The sound of little balls of energy running down the stairs of our house pu
~Bobbie~ There are still people who believe in destiny. Some might find it funny and childish. I, for one and for a long time, forgot how much happiness believing in destiny brings. ~~ I remember when I first met Jake. That annoying boy who took amusement in watching me run away from that little beast in Nonna’s garden. It’s payback time. I’ve been suppressing the fit of giggle that wanted to erupt from my tummy just by looking at Jake’s paling cheeks. He’s been chewing on his lips since the plane took off. His glove-covered, slender fingers clutched mine so tight that I could feel my veins losing blood. Dressed in a blue and white freefly jumpsuit, Jake and I sat on the Ces
~Bobbie~“You’re blushing,” Damon commented while we swayed to the tune of Better Together by Jack Johnson.“No,” I denied.My brother, looking gorgeous in his custom-made gray suit and light blue dress shirt, chuckled heartily. My eyes narrowed to slits, gripping his hand tightly as we kept swaying through the song. There was something in his green eyes that gave me chills.“Damon,” I warned, “I know that look.”He brushed my threat off. “What look?”I huffed, “whatever you’re planning, stop it. This is a wedding.”Whenever he’d do something that
~Jake~The wedding was beautiful, but my eyes were fixed on Bobbie and not on the groom and bride. She never fails to enchant me with her beauty. She was wearing a simple light blue gown, matching the dress shirt I was wearing, the same theme with the entire entourage. It only differs in the shade.The pleated sleeveless dress, with the keyhole neckline, is teasing me with the little skin she’s flaunting. A part of her cleavage is showing, and I longed to run my fingers and lips over her creamy soft skin while watching her squirm under me.Damn. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I wanted her. The way my dress pants tightened is proof of that.The ceremony was peaceful and filled with love and happiness for the newlyweds. To make this wedding much more intim
~Bobbie~Our friends were dead serious about locking Jake and me out here until morning. I don’t mind though. There was enough firewood to keep us warm through the night and there was another set of an actual tent with sleeping bags for our disposal.They prepared a lot of food for us as well. How thoughtful was that? I mentally laughed at their support for our love. There was even a note that said, ‘you two are not allowed inside the house in the morning unless you un-break your break up.’I have no doubt that this was Mel and Candice’s idea. They’re the only ones bold enough to get on my bad side this way. They knew I would never hate them, though.Jake and I got rid of the satin tent and its sparkling romantic lights, put up the tent we w