"Guess your right. But how is it weird?" I ask after giving him a slight shrug. I don't know if weird would have been the word that I would have used. "I just didn't think I'd ever see you get to this place, or if you did it would be when you were in your 50's. Like George Clooney. But I'm so glad
Sarah and Mitch carry on ahead of us and reach the table first, settling into their seats as Amelia and I weave our way around mingling guests and clusters of tables. "Mate, I've got a proposition for you and I've been wanting to talk to you about it all night but I think I just have to do it" Mitc
"We all sung a little" I tell her as her mouth falls open slightly in shock and awe. ———————————————————————— One auction and a pretty decent dinner later, the band has begun to pick up steam. I purchased a few items; a weekend stay at a castle in Edinburgh (Amelia mentioned that she had never bee
"Fine, I'll talk more" I say, my lips pressed against her temple before I give her a soft kiss on the forehead. She sighs happily in my arms and we continue to sway, until she breaks the silence with her quiet words. "So, what kind of music did White Eskimo make?" She inquires. "Rock'n'Roll baby,
The next morning I'm reading the paper at the kitchen island when I see some pictures from the photographers at the event last night have ended up in the paper, including one of Amelia and I with a small section of writing attached: Billionaire and Hotel Mogul Rhode Whitlock with longtime girlfrie
"Of course, we are godparents after all" Amelia tells her, finally looking up from her set of notes. "You do realise that you're throwing us way into the deep end here?" I tell Bianca. I've looked after Briella before, but never for this long and never on my own. Once when Briella was around 5 mont
"Unkie?" Briella says as I try to leave the room after tucking her into the bed of one of the spare rooms. I sigh before turning around. "Yeah kid?" I ask. Her tiny frame is completely dwarfed by the massive bed surrounding her, all that can be seen is her little head and the top of one of her stuf
"Briella your mum says you eat porridge for breakfast everyday, you're having porridge" Rhode tells the 3 year old sitting at the dining table beside me. She's completely refusing to eat it, and it's so adorable. She has this bossy feisty little attitude that I'm kind of obsessed with, but I think
"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