Three months passed.
Joan and Cole struggled through the months apart. However, despite their growing urges to be with each other, the couple celebrated their reunion by going straight to Carie's afternoon show.
In one of ANN's studio, the crowd was roaring their lungs for Carie's upcoming guests. Everyone could hear the screams calling out their names.
"Cole and Joan!"
"We love Cole and Joan!"
"JOLE all the way!"
"All right! Jesus! Hold your horses!" Told Carie, sneering at the crowd whose eyes were filled with excitement. "We are here to hear it from them first hand! Finally, we will understand how it all went down!"
After the scandal involving Anna Pierce, their relationship faced a few more gossips thanks to the same Channel 5 news anchor.
Anna Pierce did not go down without a fight and spread rumors of how Joan played with both best friends'; Christopher Hale and Cole Adams. It was a matter Christopher ha
With eyes widening, Joan sensed her heart drumming against her ribcage. Her face turned bloody red while looking carefully at the black diamond ring.'Yes, it looked so much like the Sex and the City ring!' She instantly thought. 'He really did get it for me!'For a second, she heard nothing else but the beating of her heart and when a tear fell down her cheek, all she did was crashed into Cole's lips and arms.Joan could not measure the happiness she felt. It was such a beautiful surprise, live on TV!Cole wound up getting up from his kneeling stance to hold up Joan and as they stood, he received more pecks from Joan.He could tell how his proposal delighted Joan and it left him smiling from ear to ear. He leaned back to study her gorgeous face, and he repeated, "Joan, marry me. I know we have only been together for a short time, but waiting for you seemed like forever. Please marry me, Joan.""Yes, Cole. I'll marry you!"
From the top of a luxurious residential building, resting in the penthouse, were Joan and Cole, still sleeping like a rock at ten in the morning.Sensing the sunlight seep through the curtains, Joan flickered her eyes open. She realized how Cole was still partly on top of her and his manhood was still inside of her.She flushed, recalling their last round of bed exercise, and she realized they were both so exhausted that they fell asleep right after.Joan caressed his face and said, "Morning, babe. I'm starving. Let's order in food."He merely hummed and pecked on Joan's cheek. He said, "Morning, babe." He reached for her breasts from beneath the sheets and said, "My dick misses you so."Well, it was morning. He was getting his natural morning erection, and it was bound to get addressed. Joan could only chuckle as he climbed back on top of her. He blessed their day with another round of lovemaking."Babe, I love the fact th
"The JOLE couple is at it again, spreading sweetness overload in the city of Los Angeles. These two could not seem to get enough of each other," Joan read the online article while having breakfast with Cole.He arrived the other day from Bangladesh.After welcoming him at the airport, they went straight to having a lovely lunch at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel. Having not seen each other for over a week, they were naturally at it, expressing their dire yearning for each other through kisses and sweet embraces.They cared not about the prying eyes around them, especially since they were in a five-star hotel. Still, their photos made it online.Putting her phone face down, she widened her eyes at Cole and said, "At least we are spreading happiness in town, right?""Yes. You should get used to being in the headlines now. Monica purposely boosted and branded us as the couple of the year," told Cole.Joan could not deny it.
While holding a microphone and standing next to Cole, Joan asked her man, in front of their invited guests, "Babe, do you have a sunburn? Or... Are you always this hot?""Haha!" Joan not only flushed, but she gave her first hysterical laugh for the night. Even Cole hissed at her first try.It was the evening of their engagement party, held at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel. Cole and Joan reserved an entire restaurant from within the property to accommodate all their visitors.In the middle of their dinner, Cole and Joan gave their friends and family an unusual entertainment, something that could tickle their bones. They both agreed on coming up with their preferred pickup lines and throw them at each other.The person to run out of words would lose the game and would give the other party; a sexy dance.Hearing Joan's first attempt, Cole was left chuckling. He knew he was a hottie, but coming from Joan, it sure felt good.
Lying on a sofa, a man with his clothes creased was still sound asleep. His head rested on a soft pillow and he had a blanket over him.Despite his disheveled hair, he maintained to look handsome, like he always did. It was as if he never went tipsy the night before.Christopher's brows twitched. He swore he could feel something soft and small, caressing his face. He sensed the sunlight seeping through his eye-lips and that urged him to get up.He grunted as he opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was a toddler with caramel hair and green orbs, patting on his cheeks.The baby was blabbering cute words, but while it sounded adorable, he could not understand a thing.Christopher had a stabbing headache, but the baby's gibberish talking was enough to ease his discomfort. He fixed his posture and removed the blanket over him to say, "Good morning, Katie.""Oh, my God, Katie! What on earth are you doing there?
"Fruitcake, carrot cake, pound cakes - either chocolate or vanilla, buttermilk and there is also banana cake," the pastry chef personally entertained the couple's cake tasting, right after deciding on the design of their wedding cake.Cole and Joan stayed at Ritz-Carlton Hotel overnight. It was officially the venue of their choice for their upcoming wedding and the hotel, together with their wedding planner, had several agendas for them, a day following their engagement party."Or we could also do a mix of flavors considering you have five layers of cake," suggested the pastry chef.Cole and Joan tasted the cake options from one of the hotel's restaurants and both gave their preferences."I like buttermilk," reported Cole. "The fruitcake isn't so bad either.""I like carrot cake," said Joan. "I want two layers of carrot cake. And he gets his preferred flavors the very last - I mean the small sizes."Joan grinned at Co
Walking like a ramp model from inside their bedroom of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, Joan slowly took a full turn. For half an hour now, she had been putting on the lingeries they bought together from five boutiques at the high-end mall.Cole had deliberately selected two lingeries that were perfect for their honeymoon to come. It was hard for him to hold back and keep them safe from his reach, but he thought his first two choices should be saved for the best day.This time, however, he was watching Joan wearing a kinky bondage type of string underwear and he could not help but take out his shaft beneath his boxers.He was nearly naked, and only his undergarment stood in the way as he sat on a couch that he purposely brought in from the living room. It was meant to aid their upcoming exercise.Having sensed his arousal reached another level, he began to fondle himself while Joan walked closer in his direction, crisscrossing her legs and
Joan was looking for an artist to design holiday website backgrounds and logos for her boutique, and she came across an artist online under the pen name of Olive. It was common to get commissioned work from online artists, and that was what she did.They were efficient and reasonably priced.So far, she was very satisfied, reading the feedback of Olive's clients that she requested for a job. Logging-in to the freelance site, she messaged Olive and gave the conditions of the artwork she needed for her boutique.Olive replied in just half an hour with a confirmation.What surprised Joan the most was how Olive seemed to know her!"Oh, Joan. How are you?" Asked Olive from the freelance site's chat box."Um. Do I know you?" Joan replied back, sneering in front of her laptop. She was sitting behind her office desk, communicating with the artist."Sort of, but that's not really important. I'm happy to work