Do you want to know what made that night even better than just "good"? It was accidentally overhearing the conversation between Riley and Max in the middle of the night while I was on my way to the kitchen for a cup of water. Okay, I admit, overhearing it at first was accidental, but my choice to continue eavesdropping when I heard who the conversation was about was entirely intentional. I couldn't help it; it had me grinning like a fool.From behind the wall, I saw Max nod slowly, turning to look at his sister."She's known everything since February. But right before we started dating, we shared some things we didn't already know about each other. I told her about you and mentioned my past, which I couldn't reveal right away. But she understood and let me share the rest when I was ready. The time to tell her came sooner than I thought, but at that moment, I knew it was now or never.""Wow," Riley said, sounding surprised. There was a brief silence before she asked, "So, you know what
If you've been following my story thus far, you might have noticed that I frequently reflect on the many memories that have shaped my life up to this point. I don't do this because I'm a melancholic or heartbroken woman without hope for the future - although that's open to debate at times. Instead, I do it because I genuinely enjoy reminiscing about the moments that have made me laugh, cry, shout, sing, dance, scheme, dream, and so on.To me, memories hold a special place in my heart, regardless of whether they brought happiness or sadness at the time. After all, sometimes we find ourselves laughing when recalling the days we once cried, and conversely, shedding tears when remembering the days we laughed. That's the essence of life.One of those cherished memories happens to be the day I graduated from college with my best friend, surrounded by our families cheering us on. However, the week that followed was the perfect ending to an already incredible month.…Me: Just wanted to infor
Did I mention that it started raining at some point? Talk about having sex in a rainforest!"You know, I got that from all the begging you did earlier," he says, caressing my back as his knuckles run up and down my spine."Smartass," I mumble, looking up at him as he chuckles. At that moment, our eyes meet, and I don't even mind the fact that we're probably lost in the jungle. Getting lost in his eyes all over again is worth it."What?" Max asks me after a while, a cute smirk on his face."Your eyes," I simply tell him. "I've told you this many times before, but they will always be my favorite feature of yours.""Yeah, well," he responds, pulling me closer so that my face is near his, "yours remind me of something I read recently.""And what's that?"He places his hand behind my neck, bringing my face even closer to his. But just when I think he's about to initiate another passionate round of sex, he looks at my lips and then refocuses on my eyes."Brown eyes are just brown eyes, unti
Not all of mine and Max's memories involved sex. Surprisingly, some of my favorites were the more vulnerable moments, like when he discovered that I was hiding my period from him.…"So, how's it been with Max home for the holidays?" Avery asks during our FaceTime call."Good," I reply, hoping she won't ask for more details. But then again, she's my best friend."Just good?""It's been great," I offer, wincing internally as another sharp cramp hits me. Meanwhile, Avery raises an eyebrow at me."Isabella, is everything-Oh," she starts, then stops before hitting the nail on the head. "You're on your period, aren't you?""Is it that obvious?" I wince again as the throbbing continues."And you've been hiding it from Max," she states knowingly, ignoring my previous comment."Of course I have, Avery," I admit. "You know how he is. He would drop everything at the office to be here for me. He's already arranged to be home for the holidays, and making him think he needs to comfort me would be
I'm not sure how wise it is for me to share this fond memory right before discussing what I've always referred to as 'my living nightmare' over the years, but I've decided to do it anyway. I've been postponing it, trying to spare myself the chest-pounding pain that still haunts me to this day. However, since you've all been with me for so long, you deserve to know how everything went up in flames. It's possible that it might be as baffling to you as it was to me back then and still is now. Even though three years have passed since the incident, I still can't fully wrap my head around it. I'm not sure if I'll ever find the right words to describe the emotions I felt then and what I understand now.I know this confession of mine might sound somewhat crazy. But if it doesn't make sense by the end of these flashbacks, I promise it will when I share the rest of the story. Until then......Just one month after Max's latest book release,My film crew and I have just finished shooting the fi
The party had been fantastic, and the food even better. However, the highlight of the evening was when Max and I discreetly left the gathering to continue our celebration in private. Despite what transpired later at the club we decided to visit on the other side of LA, it had been an enjoyable night."How upset do you think your team will be when they discover I've stolen you for myself tonight?" Max grinned triumphantly at me, and my laughter in response quickly turned into a broad smile."They're practically drowning in alcohol and cocktail weenies. I doubt they'll even notice I'm gone," I replied, chuckling. He planted a gentle kiss on my neck."I'll fetch the next round of drinks while you set up the next game," he offered. I nodded, smiling as he headed toward the bar while I made my way to the pool table.We had played four games so far, with him winning the first and third, and I taking the other two. This final game would decide who would come out on top tonight. With that ent
The Next Day"Have you got everything you need?" I inquire of Max as he finishes packing his belongings."Everything except my jacket and passport, but those can wait. This, on the other hand, can't." He takes my hand and draws me closer for a heartfelt 'see you later' kiss. He then teases, "Although," as our lips part, "I'm still a bit salty that you think it's okay to just take my favorite hoodie." Playfully, he flicks the strings of the hoodie in my face. "Did you think I brought it here just for you to keep?" I let out a soft chuckle as his smirk transforms into an endearing smile."Please, you act as if you weren't planning to 'accidentally' leave it behind. I've learned all your tricks by now, Blackwell.""Yeah?" He raises an eyebrow, his hands lifting the hoodie to cup my bare backside. "First, my heart. Then, my clothes. What's next, my last name?" His words widen my eyes, and I playfully smack his shoulder in response, making him laugh at my flustered reaction."You goofball,
Three Years Later-Summer of 2024"Do you still wear that?" Alex inquires, nodding toward the ring on my finger. It's amusing how I've retained this one while flinging the other one back at him without a second thought.I glance up at my brother and give him a single nod."Now, if only I knew why," I respond with a faint smile, followed by a sigh. "Just how pitiful does that make me?""Want the truth?""And only the truth," I reply, continuing to slice the ingredients for our evening salad. I barely manage to halve the next tomato before Alex's hand covers mine.I look up into the eyes of my role model, the one man in my life I've always known I could rely on, even when others let me down."The truth is," he says, squeezing my hand for reassurance – a gesture he's made many times before, and it's likely not the last since I heard the latest news, "you're the only person I know who's bold enough to still wear a ring their ex gave them nearly seven years ago." Alex tilts my head up when
Isabella "Dear friends and family, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of our very own Isabella Vega and Max Blackwell," Father Raffaele begins as soon as the choir finishes off the song. Words can't describe how I felt when I first heard it playing behind the closed doors. Max has really outdone himself this time."In the years they have been together, both on and off - we all chuckle to that - "their love and understanding of each other has grown and matured, and now they have decided to live their lives together as husband and wife." A few 'about time's' fire through the crowd, making us chuckle some more.Soon after, Father Raffaele announces that Max and I will be reciting our vows to one another, motioning for Max to begin with his. My man clears his throat ever so vigorously, earning his overdramatic ass another round of chuckles from the rest of us before he briefly turns to Father Raffaele."Sorry in advance, Father," Max warns him, and then he turn
MaxI only saw her ten minutes ago, but damn, my jaw still drops when the chapel doors open, revealing her in all her glory. I proudly watch as my mother-in-law and brother-in-law join her on each side, slowly walking her down the aisle. What makes me smile even more is the moment Isabella's already beautiful face lights up in recognition at the song I've chosen for the processional. She's absolutely breathtaking, in every sense of the word.I could go on describing the details of the goddess walking towards me, but given that my dick is already as solid as a rock and we're inside a church, I'd rather spare all the witnesses here the image of me ejaculating on the spot. So, for the sake of all the guests, especially Father Raffaelem, who happens to be standing closest to me, let me just stop at she's absolutely breathtaking.Her arrival at the altar can't come fast enough. As the agonizing distance between us gets shorter with each ascending step, I take a moment to revisit some of ou
Isabella"Come on, Isabella, get a grip!" I scold my nerves, taking another swig of the bottle without letting any tequila spill on my expensive dress. I wipe the liquid from the side of my mouth with the back of my hand. "Why are you so nervous? It's just a wedding, and it's Max. He'd laugh if he saw you like this."Girl, if you don't calm down..., Buffy interjects, breaking through my nervous thoughts. Your back-and-forth pacing is giving MY conscience's conscience a headache. I take a deep breath before another swig. Pull yourself together! Max is probably as calm as ever while you're freaking out for no reason!As I'm about to bring the bottle to my lips again, a determined knock on the door interrupts me. Damn it! Where's a packet of Sour Patch Kids when you need one?"It's unlocked," I call out, turning around to take one last gulp. The door creaks open and closes, but the visitor remains silent. Then I hear the lock turning, slowly."Alex, if this is one of your lame attempts t
Isabella "Are you alright, bro?" I inquire as I approach Alex on the porch swing of the Carters' old house."I've never been better," he replies, patting the seat beside him. "I just wanted to talk. Even though we FaceTime every night, it's never quite the same as being together in person.""I completely understand," I say, taking a seat next to him and resting my head on his shoulder. He rests his head on top of mine, and we stay like this for a while before he breaks the silence."Do you remember that time when you tried to be Spider-Woman and fell down the stairs?" He asks suddenly, instantly bringing a smile to my face. "You scraped your knee, but you didn't want Mom to find out because you knew she would scold you for not being careful. So instead, you came to me, begging me to fix the cut before she came home.""Yes," I chuckle softly. "I think I was around seven years old, right?""Seven and three months," he responds with a soft chuckle of his own. "And then there was the tim
~Five Weeks Later-MaxAfter five years of living on and off with Isabella, you might think I'd grow tired of waking up before her, but no, not at all. Despite both of us not being morning people, the days when I'm up before noon are special because I get to wake up my fiancée. The mere thought of our new reality makes me smile like a lunatic.With that smile on my face, I grab a coffee tray filled with Isabella's typical breakfast and head down the hall to the master bedroom. Once inside, I place the tray on a nightstand before slowly hovering over Isabella's sexy sleeping figure. Knowing she doesn't wake up when I initially touch her, I let my fingers graze her waist as I slide the silky covers off her bare body.She's always been breathtaking, from the moment I first laid eyes on her. Starting with her right leg, bent at the knee, I position myself over it and begin to kiss every inch of her, starting at her toes.My lips move up her sole to her heel, gradually reaching her calf, t
~At the Penthouse Suite~IsabellaUpon returning to the penthouse suite with our bags of groceries, Max poses a question."What did the savage mother say to her son when he informed her that his girlfriend was pregnant?" he inquires as we enter, closing the door behind us."You should've used protection?" I jest."Good one, but no," he chuckles. "She instead apologized, asking him who the father was.""Daaammmnnn," I laugh, conceding that it was one of the better jokes. Surprisingly, our banter, initiated at the grocery store, continues to be amusing. "Alright, my turn," I say, placing my bags on the expansive kitchen island. "To make this scenario work, I'll play the mother, and you'll be the son. We'll engage in a short conversation about you seeking permission to hang out with your girlfriend. Other than that, your responses won't impact mine much, so feel free to unleash that creative mind of yours.""Sounds good," he chuckles, depositing his bags on the island. "Ready when you ar
After a few seconds, Caleb thanks Max for something simple, even though my boyfriend just stated the obvious. Hopefully, Caleb won't feel the need to hide himself after tonight."You can thank us both by asking that Jaxon kid out," Max suggests, handing Caleb a hundred-dollar bill."Okay, forget what I said about Caleb being irresistible; he's beyond that. I can't find words to describe the guy I'm sitting on, who doesn't realize he's making Caleb's night."Caleb, feeling shy and surprised, tries to return the money. He thinks it's too much, but Max insists and places it in Caleb's shirt pocket."I wasn't asking," Max states firmly, ending further discussion.Caleb breathes out in disbelief, scratching his head in embarrassment. "Thanks, man. I mean, I don't know what else to tell you," he says, shrugging helplessly.Max smirks, silently signaling Caleb not to worry. With a nod and an appreciative smile, Caleb goes back inside, probably to find Jaxon and ask him out.Turning to Max, h
Later That Day"Five more minutes, I promise," I call back, securing the last bobby pin to keep my wild hair in check. I'll be surprised if they manage to hold anything given where we're headed tonight, but hey, I'm too lazy to take them out now."Take your time, I'll be in the living room!"Once I've tucked away the last bobby pin in who knows where, I check myself in the mirror one final time before joining Max."Sorry I took so long," I grimace when I find him on the couch engrossed in Real Housewives of Atlanta."No worries, ba—" His words vanish into thin air the moment his eyes land on me. I can't help but smile when they're replaced with a groan as he bites his fist."How does it look?" I ask, walking over to the door to slip on my white Converse."Like I'm not going to last long tonight," he replies smoothly, turning off the TV to stand up and join me at the door. "Holy fuck, I'm the luckiest motherfucker alive."Melting in his arms when he kisses my forehead, I thank my lucky
~Friday, February 14, 2025 - Valentine's Day in Santa BarbaraIsabellaMax and I reached Santa Barbara last night, opting to reserve a penthouse suite for a private Valentine's Day weekend. Yesterday involved exploring the city where our paths first crossed, but tonight promises an entirely different level of intimacy.The evening kicks off with the comical Valentine's Day cards we exchange..."Why am I not surprised?" I chuckle at Max's card, shaking my head at his cheeky sense of humor."Oh, please," he retorts, "like yours is any better." He displays the card I gave him, eliciting another round of laughter."Touché, touché," I concede, winking as I delve into the heartfelt note inside.Here's my love, take it.Here's my soul, use it.Wait a minute....Completing the remainder of the message, I smirk as my initial suspicion is confirmed.I glance up to find Max beaming at me proudly."What? Did it render you speechless with its brilliance?" He playfully raises his eyebrows."You cam