"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
"Yummy!" Exclaimed Katie after getting some sweet treat. Christopher Hale had just fed the little girl a small piece of cake, and it left Joan ogling at the view.Katie's eyes were twinkling, and she jumped in her seat saying, "Cake! Cake!""Let me, baby," Olivia offered, stretching her hands and holding up a fork to her daughter's face. "Here's more cake.""No!" Katie turned away and just giggled in the direction of Christopher."It - it doesn't seem like she wants the cake from you, Olivia," Joan suggested, leaning to Olivia."It's okay. I can feed her." Christopher aided in feeding Katie and as he did, he chuckled at the little girl's reaction.Olivia and Joan ended up looking at each other. They utterly felt like they did not belong.Joan whispered to Olivia, "How old is your baby again?""She is 19 months now, but she is very communicative," Olivia whispered back."I can - see tha
"Babe, seriously. You can't play cupid between Chris and Olivia. What if - you fall for Chris?" He said it so casually, but Joan could tell that Cole's concerns were true.She formed a sly grin on her face and hugged him by the waist. She pecked on his cheek and said, "That won't happen. I love you.""But - " Cole's objections were promptly cut off by her explanation."Besides, I wasn't playing cupid between Olivia and Chris." Joan forced them to lay on the bed. She first rested her head on his arms and pointed out, "I was playing cupid between Aunt Edith and Katie! There is a difference!"Holding Cole's jaws, she said, "You, on the other hand, you are going to hint to Chris that it is about that that he looks at another woman!""I don't know." Cole sighed and put his hand at the back of his head. He moved closer to Joan and said, "We haven't spoken clearly bout him refusing to be my best man. I told him, though, that I wished he would
"Who is your Dada?" Joan silently asked the little girl, Katie, pulling her on the side of the living room while Meredith excused herself to make a phone call.Her mother, Olivia, was also in the restroom.Joan promptly showed a picture of Christopher on her phone and repeated, "Who is your Dada?"Katie giggled and pointed at Christopher's photo before she uttered the word, "Dada.""Good girl!" Told Joan before she found herself chuckling at her attempt.She then swiped her phone to show a picture of Meredith. She showed it to the little girl and said, "Do you know who this is?""Ga-ma," said Katie before her eyes twinkled!Joan hugged Katie and said, "Good girl! You are just so smart and you choose the right Dada and Grandma!"It did not take long for Olivia and Meredith to return. They all bid goodbye before Joan dropped the mother and daughter off at the residential building where Olivia and Katie lived; in Christopher's