I oil my hands and start just below her a*s, kneading the soft skin of her thigh then slowly down to her calf.I bring her calf up and over her thigh then back down, I do the same with the other then massage her other leg.My hands follow the shape of her a*s, it may not be the biggest but I love it nonetheless.I follow the curve of her waist and then flip her over, a loud gasp escapes but I muffle it with my lips.The kiss is sensual and slow but ignites something in me. I may have kissed her a million times but each time our lips meet it feels like I never have.I'll never get tired of them or the buzz that comes with them. Her tongue sweeps over my bottom lip before diving into my mouth and dominating me.One hand stays firmly on her waist while the other roams up to her breast and plays with it.I can feel the increase of her heartbeat against her chest, I keep my hand there and allow her to take over in the kiss.She doesn't pull back which leads me to wonder if I'm dizzy from h
Initially, I wanted to prove Rosaleigh wrong. She'd asked if I could prepare any Switzerland delicacies, I said I couldn't but wondered how hard it could be.I mean, how hard can it be?I ended up burning the cheese and because we were too focused on the burnt cheese, the potatoes in the oven suffered the same fate.We then decided on room service while we watch a movie, "Now this is how you make Raclette," she teases while moaning softly.I give her a playful side eye then we continue eating in silence, I couldn't focus on the movie, granted that it's in German.But Rosaleigh on the other end has her eyes glued to the screen, following the subtitles like they're just words in a book.The flash of recognition when a certain word is repeated and reaction of the actors, she's a quick learner.The entire two hours my eyes are on her, observing her every move. The flash of hatred when Hans is with Kristin, when she bites her lip in anticipation.Occasional realization that her stomach is
Rosaleigh's P.O.V "No, no, no guys! Two vases at each table! And there are supposed to be ten chairs at each table, why am I seeing six?!" With a groan I slump onto one of the chairs.This wasn't a good idea, being on my period and planning the new year's ball, not for me.I should've listened when Xander insisted that I stay at home and rest, now I feel nothing but regret and exhaustion.Speak of the devil, he appears out of thin air wearing Prada and carrying a bag of Chinese takeaway.An immediate grin plasters itself on my face, I stand up and engulf him in a hug. "Omg you're the best," I squeal, he laughs hugging me back with one arm.I want to pull away and take the Chinese but the feel of being in his arms is comforting and somehow chases away all my cramps."I missed you," I find myself saying, although it's only been a few hours, it felt like years in my eyes.Time is different when he isn't here, it goes by so slowly and begrudgingly I hate it."I missed you too gorgeous,"
"Merry Christmas!" I jolt up in shock, at the foot of the bed stands six people and one seated.My eyes widen, "oh my goodn—" my words are cut off as I notice the mini cannons in their hands that spew out white fake snow.I shriek, "no!" And protect myself below the covers, someone rips them off and within two seconds I'm being attacked with snow and tickles.I can't stop giggling but when all gets enough I jump into offense mode, the girls are now under my mercy as I tickle them.When the snow runs out, I stop. Ruffling it all out of my hair I look directly at them all, "Now tell me why I'm being attacked by two naught elves and five people—who are too old for this— on Christmas day?" As if for some effect Nic sprays the last of his snow in my face, I huff some of it out of my mouth and clear my face."Firstly you are never too old to snow attack someone," he shrugs."And because we've been waiting for an hour for you to wake up, you've been voted as the victim for this year," Lucia
"Should I be expecting storks to deliver grandchildren soon?" My father asks, the moment we descend down the stair case.Noelle appears from the kitchen with a plate of cookies in her small hands, her eyes glittering with excitement. "Really?! Am I getting a little brother for Christmas?!" Xander and I shake out heads."Oh no princess, your little brother had to wait a little while longer," she pouts making me go to her level and kiss her forehead."I'm sorry but at least now you have most of my attention," her pout is then replaced with a large grin."It's six thirty can we please open presents?!" Someone yells from the living room, I laugh as Noelle runs to the living room Xander scolding her for it.Now we're all gathered around in the living room, including Kat...I wonder when she arrived.The kids are on the floor, along with Xander and I. Nic and Lia are cuddled up in a one seater, Julio, Kat and dad are squished on the love seat."Youngest first," Dad announces, and so it goes
*Julien Madrid- MessThis is the main song for the chapter but you can still play the others throughout.*~*~*~* The place is already buzzing with life, Xander hasn't left my side since we arrived.He forced my upstage with him while he did his opening speech—that I wrote— and then the whole event began.It was a series of activities that all attained money for what we wanted. A few pleasantries were conducted for the clients that we hadn't seen at the Cancer charity ball.Xander's father, mother and sister are here but he's made it a mission to avoid them at all costs without raising any suspicions.It's a half an hour until midnight and all the orange juice glasses I've had are catching up to me, "I need the bathroom," I whisper in his ear, he nods with a smile.I hand him my OJ, and he whispers in my ear: "Don't be too long," I almost laughed but was too scared that I'd pee on myself.Relief washes over me as I relieve my bladder and change out my tampon, I flush the toilet and wa
The cold air whips my exposed body, I refuse to cry or look back when I hear a desperate cry for me to stop. Standing by the sidewalk I wave my hand in desperation to catch a cab, finally one pulls by. I get in the same time Xander exits the building and rushes towards us. I stare at him blankly and lock the door. "Where to Miss?" The cabby asks, I'm silent while watching Xander bang on the window calling my name. Tears are now rolling down my face, he tops and looks me in desperation. "Miss?" This draws me away, "L.A., I'll give the location when we get there," he nods and drives. My husband chases after us until the car is going at a speed he can't catch up to, I find myself looking back at his hopeless shrinking body in the middle of the road. When he's no longer visible, I sigh and slump in my seat, silent tears ruining my make up. "There's tissue in that compartment if you'd like?" I nod and reach for it, sniffling. "Thank you," *~*~*~* I can't stop knocking on the doo
"Look, I know you're angry and hurt but I can explain," he says softly not looking at me, he sits down on the floor, resting against the bed.Now we're on the same level, talking to one another across the room. If anyone walked in they'd think some crazy sh*t is going on, especially since I'm crying now."Before you say anything else, tell me the truth. Nothing but," I say softly but he hears, he looks up at me and tears well up in his eyes.He has no right to cry!Now it's my turn to look away, "Can I just at least come closer to you, I can't stand being this far from you," We're no more than a few meters apart but I know what he means and agree, we may now be only a few feet apart but we still seem for from one another."So?" The word comes out more harsh than I intended."That kiss...that kiss was one sided, I swear," I scoff."You didn't push her away, the counts as something," I wince at my tone, but he do
*3 years later*Xander's P.O.VI look up from my laptop to see Lucia leaning against my doorframe.It's crazy how she's grown up to look nearly the exact replica of her sister."Hey."I close the device and give her my full attention. "Hi."She scratches her head and gives me a nervous smile, "I-" She stutters as someone behind her clears her throat."We were hoping we could ask you for something." I raise an eyebrow."Well, I'm moving out to college in a few weeks and it's nearly uhm Rosie's memorial day, and we were hoping we could get some things that belonged to Rosaleigh. For memories?"My heart stops for a moment before it continues its job."Haven't you already been doing that for the past three years?" I try to laugh it off even though it's pissed me off every time.Although, Rosie was her sister and she deserves something just as much as I'd love to have kept everything of hers to myself.She hasn't moved things around, I'm grateful for that."I have and I would have continue
"Xander, man. Open up!" It's Nic. I wonder why he's here."The children are with Julia. Open up brother. What is going on?" he asks, I haven't moved in hours.Qaia is asleep in my arms, her face reminds me so much of Rosie's."If you don't open up the door, I am going to break in." Nic announces, he can't but I don't want him hurting Qaia when the door cracks from the impact, so I stand up and unlock it.He walks in, "you look fucked up." He comments the moment his eyes land on me.I don't respond. I don't have the energy to. "What's wrong man? You've got the kids all worried. And where is Ros-" his sentence dies off when he looks at the bed."Fuck." Tears well up in my eyes again.He pulls my head towards his and connects our forehead, "I'm so sorry." Tears are strolling down both our faces. "I-I don't know what happened. Noelle told me she wasn't breathing and... I just shut down. She can't be gone, Nicholas." I sob harder."I know, man, I know. I'm so sorry." His voice is soft,
*Two hours later*"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Grey, it's a healthy baby girl."No words can explain the feeling that is spreading throughout my body. My heart feels so... I just don't know how to describe it.Rosie and I connect eyes, I can see the pure bliss going on behind them like a storm of some sorts, tears stream down her face, and I lean over to wipe them off."You did it, mariposa." I kiss her forehead. Our baby girl's cries fill the entire room, I throw my shirt off and accept her small frame. "8 pounds and 10 ounces," he tells me.Her face is reddened as she cries out, I sit beside Rosie and hand her over. Rosie starts to hiccup as silent tears stream down her face. She runs her finger over our baby's face."Shh-shh baby, mommy and daddy are here." she whispers, looking up at me. She cries even more when she sees me. She reaches out with one hand and wipes away the tears I didn't know I was shedding."We did it," I smile.We hold her for a while longer until the docto
After the heart to heart, if I can call it that, Xander took the pills and fell asleep. I, on the other hand, could not.I sat for hours just staring at him, so many times his face morphed from peace to anguish and from anguish to peace. It hurt me.My heart was broken. It still is.When dawn started to settle in, I spent my time on his laptop till full sunrise. I read up on the email he'd been reading, and a part of me felt guilty for not wanting to take the chemo.The other part of me was still insistent on not taking it. It would be a miserable play for all parties, I know from experience.I felt horrible for being happy and recalling all my favorite memories to my dad when all he could do was lay in his bed, hooked on machines. I ended up getting emotional and stressed, so I shut the laptop and began the day. To get my mind off everything, I had a virtual tour of the institute, then had an interior designer meet me at the house to discuss.After that, I spent time with Noelle as
"I think it's a girl. Only she can allow you to eat something like that," I freeze, my wrap just about to dip into my McShake.Ice cream turned into more cravings.I give him a deadly look, which has him laughing out loud. "She'll be an exact replica of you. She'll have your smile, your hair, your eyes, and your laugh. She's going to break many hearts because she won't be allowed to date until we're the same age." He smiles, I giggle."So, never?" He kisses my forehead."She'll have your smarts too," I finish my shake and turn to him."Well I for one, know it's going to be a boy. He'll have my hair color with your teenage curls. Everything else about him will be yours, his facial features; his voice, his eyes. Maybe he'll be lean," I shrug.His eyes hold suspicion in them, "So Jeremiah Fisher is out of the picture?"Shocked, I playfully slap his arm. "Firstly, that was one time. Secondly, that wouldn't be a bad idea either. Either way I—"Everything I ate in the last hour comes up my
Despite my wishes to keep my birthday small and at home, Xander thought otherwise, and by otherwise, I mean:He bought a private island near the Maldives, we didn't stay at it because it was barren, but we did go to it and suggested that we name it and soon talk to designers, for a beach house.A virtual meeting with a Hermès designer for a custom Kelly bag, I don't know how he did it, but he did. To say I was lost would be an understatement, Xander just laughed at me when i didn't know what to answer when it came to the leather types.He took me shopping, obviously, skiing, and I tried surfing but failed profusely. Xander, on the other hand, looked like Gabriel Medina at his best.There's nothing this man can't do.We spent a day at the villa and gave each other massages and watched movies.I loved those three days, but when we came back to the United States, I realized that I love being home rather than being away, or maybe it just has something to do with being around the girls.I
The next couple of months pass by in a blur, a week after the Logan topic we spent a couple of days in New Zealand for Xander's birthday.In June we finally got to building the institute, it's still a working progress as we speak.In the same month, I don't know what strings Xander pulled but Shane Grey signed over the rights of the company over to Xander with no argument. We celebrated just the two of us together.Ever since that day, Logan and Sophia never got in contact, she finally decided to go see the psychiatrist I recommended her. She was broken when he'd cut contact but as time passed she started to seem more like herself as Xander said.We celebrated Lucia's birthday at Disneyland late June.July fourth we finally took Rosander on a joyride if you can call it that, I think we all enjoyed the night. Xander and Julio put their differences aside for that day and even chatted among themselves, including Nic, as they all sa
His body stiffens for a minute but he continues to walk around like it doesn't affect him, it does."Yes, I guess you've missed out on a lot haven't you? While you were slowly killing a defenseless woman, I was trying to pay for our father's chemo and trying to save our brother from rotting in prison for something he never did." I let the words settle in."Well didn't you do a great job at that?" He chuckles dryly, anger bubbles in me.I walk up to him and stare him down, he doesn't shy away. "What happened to you? The James I know would have never hit a woman or abandoned his family," He chuckles again, "You mean the family that is slowly dying one by one?""That is no excuse James! I thought I could rely on you, even if you disappeared occasionally you would always pull through, but I guess you were too busy weren't you?" "What I do with my life does not concern you," disgust flows through every vein in my body.I ca
The constant beep of the heart monitor is silent.The bed is empty.The entire room is silent.My mind doesn't bother to find any reasoning, and my heart beats achingly.He's gone.There's no going back, and I have to accept it.Of course I cried, he's my father. Whether or not he's alive, he will always be, and he left with a piece of my heart; all of our hearts.A week after we came back to L.A., he left us, and a week later, we buried him next to our mother's grave.I broke down, became sick, grieved, and then I pulled myself together for my sisters.That was over two months ago. My heart still aches for my father, but it's dulled. It was time. He got his last wish, I got married.Lucia has gotten better, I'm happy that it didn't take that much of a toll on her as compared to mom's death.We've moved into the new house, the kids love it. Xander and I love it.Being back though has separated us for a while, he's been stuck in piles of work and complications with his father.Despite