They both went back to the hotel to make some important phone calls and and reply some important emails. And by five-thirty, they met up again. They had agreed to go for a stroll, and he followed her willingly into a shopping mall. By the time they got back to the hotel by 7pm, they had spent almost the entire day together, and Emma was surprised at how totally comfortable she felt around him. She went to change, while he responded to some emails on his laptop and went through some documents. An hour later, they were on their way to see Givenchy. They weren't covering the show, but they decided to go for the fun of it. The show turned out to be ridiculous, and frankly they were both disappointed. The show was okay, but was less than what they expected from a known brand. After that, they headed straight to the Grayson's cocktail party, which was as perfect as it could be. Everyone who was in the social ladder was there. Drake made the rounds with Emma by his side, greeting
Emma attempted to look solemn as they were on their way to chanel's show the next morning. Drake was wearing a dark green suit, a white button up and a black tie. He dressed like he was attending a business meeting, and not like he was heading for a fashion show.But as for Emma, she wore a grey Chanel two piece. She looked sexier than ever, and Drake definitely felt the same way. He woke up early after spending the night with her, and headed back to his suite to prepare for the show. When he was done, he called Emma before heading towards her suite to wait for her at her door.He wasn't there for too long before her door opened, revealing Emma, looking gorgeous as ever. He had to resist the urge to drag her back into her room, peel the sexy clothes off her , and do extremely naughy things to her body... Over and over again until they're both sated and too tired to attend the show. But instead,he pulled her in,and captured her lips in a short deep kiss,after which he whispered in h
She was afraid that once they got back to New York, the spell of France would be broken, and she would be left alone to nurse her wounded heart. She explained her ordeal to Drake as she sipped her tea. "Don't be like that Emma," he frowned. "Is it so hard to think that people our age actually fall in love? We aren't that old you know, hell even people way older than us fall in love all the time. So why the hell are you trying to convince me that this thing between us can't be real?" "But what if it's not?" She asked, worry evident on her face. "What it's just an infatuation?" She wanted it to be real, more than she had ever wanted anything. She had never felt so strongly for any other man, and it scared her. He was strong, handsome,intelligent, passionate,and reasonable. Although he was a little bit uptight, but not towards her, and he also liked Brian, her best friend, and one of the stagnant in her life.She wasn't sure of his relationship with cherry, but at least he didn't ha
Drake was staring at her like he wanted to devour her. She was straddling him, and then she slowly began to grind on him. Drake groaned, and captured her lips in a hot searing kiss. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, exploring every corner. Emma couldn’t remember when her lingerie came off, but she could when she slowly took off his boxer briefs. He quickly flipped her over, so that her back was on the bed. His mouth latched onto one sensitive nipple, while his fingers played with the other, eliciting moans from her mouth. He pulled away with a pop, and began to kiss his way down to her dripping soft mound. He circled her belly button with his tongue, and a soft moan erupted from his lover’s lip, as she arched her back. Her breath hitched in anticipation, as Drake gripped her hips, placing light kisses as he got to his main prize. He pressed his palms against her warm skin, before his slender fingers rubbed at her slit, making Emma gasp. His slipped one finger in, moving i
They had promised to meet at her place after work. Emma still couldn’t seem to grasp the fact that Drake was going to live with her, until the housekeeper returned at least. She hoped that after labor day, and his girls must’ve left for school, he would move in again with her as long as they were both comfortable with the idea. And hoped to god that he would love the idea. She wanted the relationship to work, more than she wanted anything. She was falling hopelessly, and there was definitely no going back for her. She was just glad that he felt the same way about her, at least she hoped he did. Emma wasn’t shocked when she walked in the next morning, and saw Brian waiting for her. She closed the door, and headed towards her desk, ignoring him. “Hello to you too, best friend,” he said grinning, making her roll her eyes. “I’m not even surprised to see you at my office Brian, what do you want?” “Chill out you grumpy bitch,” he rolled his eyes. “ Anyways, how was Marseille?” h
After solving her most pressing issue, Brian and Emma went back to work. He brought her up to date on the follow up from France. They had a general staff meeting set by Drake for twelve o’clock which finished by three. She spent the rest of her afternoon going through shots and videos of the couture shows, and checking her schedules for upcoming photoshoots that her presence were required. October was going to be insanely hectic for her,as well as November. And a month after which was Christmas, would be twice as much. Emma wasn’t surprised when she noticed that major shoots were scheduled for the weekend. It was going to be a very busy weekend for her. Despite her piled up workload, she was still able to leave by 5 o’ clock and took a cab home. When she got home, she headed straight for her room. Operation create a closet space had officially begun. Going into the guest room, she realized that Siddharth had fixed the rack wrongly, and she had to disassemble them, and reassembl
Drake was being the sweetest man she had ever known, and she found herself falling deeper into the hole called love. He was very understanding even when she wasn’t around for their first weekend together. There was a shoot scheduled , and she had to be there. Drake also had a lot of work to do, and he even dropped by the shoot with lunch. And when she got home, he had made dinner. After they showered together, he instructed her to lay on the bed, and he gave her aching body a massage. “ You are definitely the best babe,” she groaned as he massaged her aching back. “ You are not that bad yourself,” he grinned, as he moved to her shoulders. He was just so happy to have a companion again, having someone to spend the night with. “Cherry and I had a today when I got back from work,” he said gently. “He said he forgives me for stealing all the love and attention. But he is scared that my clothes might get suffocated if I remain here.” He was teasing her and she knew it. She
The next weekend, they were on their way to skapton. He had a beautiful house,where they stayed for two nights. And the next morning , they headed to the beach. “Brian, I’m so glad you made it,” she hugged him, and kissed his cheek. “How could I turn down a yacht in the skapton?” “ You would be crazy.” “I know.” “Hello Mr. Peterson, thank you for inviting me here,” he said. “Anything for my baby, plus I have something up my sleeves,” he shared a knowing smile. The previous night, he had informed Emma that his best friend was in fact gay. Long story short, they were going to play cupid for the two. Although Emma knew nothing about Paul, apart from the fact that he was handsome as hell. But if he was anything like her man, then she definitely approved for Brian. Brian looked at him, confused. “ Okay? Why are we still here anyways?” he asked. “We are waiting for Drake’s best friend, he will be here-- ah there he is,” she gestured to a figure walking towar
They looked faintly remorseful. Jenna had admitted to her best friend how bad they had treated Emma, expecting her best friend to praise her, but she chided her instead. And like a stubborn bitch, she didn’t let the scolding get to her. “Well, it’s a good thing we don’t want her to be our step mother then,” Britney said stubbornly. “You have no idea how good Emma is, I could’ve dated a lot worse. And besides, you’re not kids anymore. Jenna, you’re nineteen, and Britney, you’re twenty, you girls don’t get to act like spoilt entitled brats f “Well if you marry her, we won’t visit you anymore.” “Sorry then, it will be really hard to cope without jobs,’’ he threatened them.“Are you threatening to cut us off?” Jenna gasped. Their father had always been unpredictable; she wasn’t how far he would go. “I wouldn’t test me if I were you,” he warned. “If eventually, Emma and I get married, I will be forced to cut you off if you don’t get your shit together.” After his stern warning
“Especially if he’s moving in, and not just staying over for days or weeks. It’s going to be so different this time, this time he is actually moving in with you.” “I know, I know. He has done well so far though, plus it’s not like he’s selling his house, he can always go to one of them whenever he needs a breather,” she reasoned. But Brian frowned at her in disapproval. “You should never drive a man crazy to the point that he will actually need a breather Emma. I know how you can be, you like it when things are done your way, and when things are done otherwise, you tend to make a fuss. We are so alike in so many ways, and I made the same mistake in my past relationships. I always find it hard to compromise for my partner, adjust, and every time it drove them out of my life whenever they’ve had enough. If he’s someone that you want around for a long time, then you have to make some changes.” “I know, I know,” she said with a grin. “I shall heed to your great advice oh wise one.
“I just want to be with you Emma, do you want to be with me?’’ he asked, his vulnerability shining right through his eyes. Emma burst into tears. She had already concluded that he was going to end things with her, but he had just proven otherwise.She had been really sad, and disappointed that his children didn’t like her, and she was sad that it would affect her relationship with him. But hopefully it didn’t, and she was glad. The only problem was that She was not ready to leave her house for any reason, she loved it too much. After few minutes of silence, she asked. “ Why don’t you want to move in with me?” He sighed. “ This house is too you Emma. Plus the issue with the closet remember? Another plus being that my house is way bigger than yours.’’ “ I will create more space , I promise. Or we could just-’’ He kissed her, silencing her. “ it’s fine Emma. If you want to keep your house so badly, then I will move in. Anything to make you happy.’’ “ Are you sure baby? Will
With how sad he was, if a time came where he was asked to choose between his daughters and her, would he choose her? Of course he wouldn’t, no sane father would choose a woman he met barely few months ago, over his family. Fear suddenly gripped her chest, she suddenly realized that the feud could end their relationship before it even began. And as Drake eyes met hers, he could see how frightened she was. He got up and engulfed her in a hug. The housekeeper couldn’t have seen a better time to open the kitchen door, and let out the family dog, a Papillion. It stood at the entrance of the dining, growling at her, and before anyone could react, it was dashing towards them in full speed. And aiming for Emma’s leg. And before Drake could react, the dog had bitten her, sinking his teeth with extra force into her leg. She gasped in shock, and pain as the dog sank it's teeth deeper, refusing to let go. Drake quickly poured it a cup of water, and forcefully yanked its teeth out of Emma’s
Drake sat at the living room with his daughter, warning them to be of good behavior when Emma arrives, and should refrain from creating a scene. When he heard the front door slammed shut, he left, heading to the living room to check if it was Emma. Once Emma saw him, she began to apologize profusely, and explained that she lost track of time. Drake shushed her by kissing her gently on the lips, and then he gave her a hug. “It’s fine baby,” he said, “at least you are here now. And please let’s try to be patient with my girls, they are still mad about their mother though." “Mad about their mother? Why should they be?” She asked, confused. “They think that I’m betraying their mother by being with you,” he explained. “They feel like I never loved her if I’m thinking of being with someone else.’’ “That’s utter bullshit and you know it, I mean she has been gone for more than two years now,’’ she whisper yelled. “They don’t just expect you to be alone till you die, do they?” “I
The first indication that there was something wrong was when he called her , canceling the plans she had for the girls and her. She couldn’t help but ask him about it. “Is everything okay?” she asked.“ Everything is perfect babe,” he said calmly, “ the girls just have jetlag, so they wanted to stay at home and spend more time with their dad before the return back to school. They don’t want to share my attention yet.” Share? She knew he meant it as a joke, but it didn’t just sit well with her. She wasn’t trying to drag anyone’s attention from anyone, she just wanted to get to know them. She laid out her concerns to Brian the next day during lunch, and he waved her off. “Calm down baby, let’s just give them a little time to take the information in. They probably didn’t expect their daddy to be in a serious relationships so quickly,’’ He shrugged. “So quickly? his wife has been gone for more than two years now,” she said, annoyed. “ I know,” he sighed. “ I think
The next weekend, they were on their way to skapton. He had a beautiful house,where they stayed for two nights. And the next morning , they headed to the beach. “Brian, I’m so glad you made it,” she hugged him, and kissed his cheek. “How could I turn down a yacht in the skapton?” “ You would be crazy.” “I know.” “Hello Mr. Peterson, thank you for inviting me here,” he said. “Anything for my baby, plus I have something up my sleeves,” he shared a knowing smile. The previous night, he had informed Emma that his best friend was in fact gay. Long story short, they were going to play cupid for the two. Although Emma knew nothing about Paul, apart from the fact that he was handsome as hell. But if he was anything like her man, then she definitely approved for Brian. Brian looked at him, confused. “ Okay? Why are we still here anyways?” he asked. “We are waiting for Drake’s best friend, he will be here-- ah there he is,” she gestured to a figure walking towar
Drake was being the sweetest man she had ever known, and she found herself falling deeper into the hole called love. He was very understanding even when she wasn’t around for their first weekend together. There was a shoot scheduled , and she had to be there. Drake also had a lot of work to do, and he even dropped by the shoot with lunch. And when she got home, he had made dinner. After they showered together, he instructed her to lay on the bed, and he gave her aching body a massage. “ You are definitely the best babe,” she groaned as he massaged her aching back. “ You are not that bad yourself,” he grinned, as he moved to her shoulders. He was just so happy to have a companion again, having someone to spend the night with. “Cherry and I had a today when I got back from work,” he said gently. “He said he forgives me for stealing all the love and attention. But he is scared that my clothes might get suffocated if I remain here.” He was teasing her and she knew it. She
After solving her most pressing issue, Brian and Emma went back to work. He brought her up to date on the follow up from France. They had a general staff meeting set by Drake for twelve o’clock which finished by three. She spent the rest of her afternoon going through shots and videos of the couture shows, and checking her schedules for upcoming photoshoots that her presence were required. October was going to be insanely hectic for her,as well as November. And a month after which was Christmas, would be twice as much. Emma wasn’t surprised when she noticed that major shoots were scheduled for the weekend. It was going to be a very busy weekend for her. Despite her piled up workload, she was still able to leave by 5 o’ clock and took a cab home. When she got home, she headed straight for her room. Operation create a closet space had officially begun. Going into the guest room, she realized that Siddharth had fixed the rack wrongly, and she had to disassemble them, and reassembl