"We're probably late," I mumble against Xander's wet skin, he takes his minute to breath before responding to me."They wait on us, it's the way it works. Plus it isn't my fault I've got one hell of a sexy wife walking around naked," I snicker as Xander helps me down."Who's fault is that?" I turn my back to him and allow the water to wash down my body.I can feel his hungry eyes on him but ignore them, instead I lather a loofah up in soap and clean him up, he does the same to me and soon enough we're both done and getting dressed.Initially we slept until 11 a.m, we thought of brunch and called a driver to wait on us at twelve thirty for "brunch" but now it's two p.m.We've had no breakfast or brunch, so imagine my hunger, I love Xander but he isn't enough to settle my stomach for the day.I wear a simple floral frock that reaches my ankles and some sandals, the weather today is fair so I might as well take advantage of it."So where are we going?" I ask locking my necklace around my
"Why is the wardrobe empty?" I ask Xander as I aim to pack my bag or at least put most of the clothes in zip bags."They've already been taken to the airport as well as everything else. Most of them will be taken to L.A. either way!" I get up from the floor of the bedroom and head for the bathroom."You are so determined on leaving me naked for this entire honeymoon, aren't you?" He smirks as he leans closer to the mirror to trim his beard better."At least I left you with underwear this time, along with a sweater, tights, and Uggs," he points out, I look down at my outfit and then glare at him.He laughs and sets down his clippers or scissors, whatever they are."Don't worry, you'll still have more than enough time to buy clothes where we're going," I sigh, too tired to argue."Let's just go," he laughs, and I get on my toes to kiss his cheek, then turn to leave with only my phone in hand and soon after a hand in my other.Liberia, here we come.*~*~*~* Liberia, well Monrovia and Pa
"I've been thinking," I set a bookmark between the pages and place the book down.We both turn to each other, "about?""The land that you bought for me, I've finally figured out what I want to do with it." A look of intrigue washes over his face as he rolls his chair closer to the bed and looks at me expectantly."An institute of some sort. No, actually, it is an institute, almost like Oprah Winfrey's." I proceed to go into detail about the entire goal even pitching in some ideas of his own.By the end of the talk, he's already set up meetings with his architects, developers, and inspectors for the moment we land back in Los Angeles."I know you wanted to cut this trip short because you miss the children, and my work is piling up, but I wanted to make sure that you are certain about this?" He asks.It's true. God knows I've enjoyed the last two weeks, but I can't stand being this far from my family nor the jetlag that comes with traveling.I know I'll probably regret this decision, bu
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
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 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
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
"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