Rhodes's a strong, opinionated man. And I'm sure he can convince anyone to believe anything, the way he has convinced me he cares so many times over the last few weeks. "Because, there are certain people who you don't want to piss off. Lenny and Boyce are those people" He's scared of them? "Bad fo
Ambrose doesn't ask questions when I get into the car alone, he simply drives in silence back to my apartment. It's a rather long drive, and it feels that much longer when I'm in the backseat alone. What's been made clear to me over the course of this evening is that Rhodes has gotten under my skin.
"Yeah, society pages. Didn't realise he was such a big deal" Ryan mumbles. A loud clatter from the kitchen brings me back into reality and I turn around to pick up some plates and deliver them to the correct tables. My mind is swimming, I hadn't been prepared to see myself in the society pages. I kn
I frown and shake my head. "Rhodes, I cant get into a conversation right now. I have to get back to my other tables. You've already got me to quit my job I don't want to get fired. Please just order something" "Black coffee, please" he mumbles before I walk back to the counter and hand the order to
We walk in silence for a while but I don't really care, mostly just because I don't really know what to say. It feels normal; just holding hands and walking down the street. I know as soon as we actually start to talk about 'this', things won't be as nice. It was out of line of him to just show up a
I sigh and fold my arms over my chest, looking around the park. It's not as busy as I thought it would be with such nice weather out, though there are a couple of people nearby having a picnic. A little further down there is a large group of boys playing football. As here we are, going in circles.
These moments, these soft and gentle moments with him are my true weakness in life. They make me forget all the crap that we have to go through. All the unintentional rude remarks, the constant work commitments, the mean old men at parties I don't belong at, it all falls away when he treats me so so
Rhodes's P.O.V It's not often that I find myself strolling through a park, I'm much too busy to be living my life at this slow of a pace. But I knew I couldn't convince Amelia to go back to my place with me, so the park had to do. Thankfully, it worked out in my favour, and Amelia is happily walkin
"Wanna give one a go?" I suggest to her with a small grin."Might be a bit premature, don't think Max is the marriage type quiet yet" She responds with a quiet giggle, then catches herself as we all stop and gape at her. She hasn't mentioned Max in that context in a very long time. Behind Poppy, Fra
"It's stunning sweetheart, absolutely stunning" My mum comments excitedly as I allow my hands to rest at my sides, my reflection making my heart race quickly. I'm wearing a wedding dress. Maybe not the wedding dress, but a wedding dress none the less. It all seems insane to think that I had spent th
Fran, Bianca and now Sarah are at the racks, perhaps browsing for me or for Fran, who recently moved to London and is flat hunting with her boyfriend Zayn."They have wedding dresses at charity shops? I can't tell if that's bleak or romantic" Poppy comments quietly to me as I sit down beside her."
"You are referred to as exactly what you are, a man, while I am referred to as my relationship to you, a wife. Like the only identifiable thing about me is that now I am your wife but you still get to be a man in your own right" I explain. It's something that's always irked me while watching TV show
"You forget we had sex in a bookstore?" Rhode leans in close and murmurs to me, heat rising on my cheeks instantly. One of my wilder moments I would say."Did not forget that, but I'd rather not have to explain that story to, well anyone" I say with an embarrassed giggle. I definitely told at least
"Please, take it" He states in a soft tone that makes butterflies flit around my stomach. "When?" He adds with a little more urgency."How about, before the years end?" I suggest. It's early October now so going into the colder England months, it's not exactly going to be extraordinary weather but t
"Thank you" I mumble against his lips, brushing my nose against his. His hand lingers on my hip as I come down off of my tiptoes, the wind blowing some of my hair into my face."I'll support you either way, it's up to you" He softly states, his eyes never leaving mine as his hand leaves my hip and t
"Hey, you remember yesterday when we had the family over for lunch?" I say just as we approach the small coffee stand near the fountain at the centre of the park. It's run by a father and son out of a truck that normally attracts a large crowd of locals but today seems a little isolated, supposed we
"To be honest, I feel anxious about taking her out on my own" Rhode states honestly as we wait at the corner for our crosswalk light to turn green. It's a surprising admission that immediately gets my attention."You've never mentioned anything like that" I express as I put a hand on his arm while h