Rachel's POVI kissed a fair share of men in my life and few of them have proven that they were rather excellent at their skill, but never was I kissed so ardently until this moment. Mere movements of his lips against mine have sent my heart into such a racing pace that I feared it would implode within my chest.It felt like he was made for me as no pair of lips have fit into mine as perfectly as his did. As his lips moved expertly against mine, his hands sought the chance to explore my body, seeming to have known my anatomy at the back of his mind. He had an undeniable knack of turning my entire body into molten lava as I fought with all might not to melt within his arms.As I immersed myself into the blissful movement of his lips against mine, he slowly pushed me backwards by my hips and soon my legs met with the couch in the living room. Falling on my back, I pulled him by his collar along with me to hover over my body, reluctant to let go of his lips.When a groan left his mouth,
Rachel's POV“You sneaked out on him?” Emilia’s voice alarmed the crowd around us, drawing out a groan from me.Before giving a reassuring smile to a few of the ones around me, I turned my focus toward her and fixed her with a glare, “Lower your volume!”Looking around to notice that she indeed gathered some attention, she moved forward to grab some fries as I trailed behind her. “Sorry, but did you really sneak out of your own bedroom after spending the night in his arms?”Wearing a guilty expression, I groaned behind her, “I did. I didn’t know what else to do.”When I had woken up earlier this morning, I was almost startled to find an arm draped over my chest. Images from last night came crashing back soon enough, making me aware of what a fool I made out of myself. Thoroughly mortified, I escaped his embrace slowly and rushed out.When I finished getting ready, I noticed that he was still asleep. That relieved me, as I had no clue what I was supposed to do if he had woken up. On my
Alan's POV My self-control was never put to such a test before. Seeing her within my reach, so close, and knowing that if I wanted, I could have her any way I pleased, and yet to have resisted her for the right reasons was probably one of the toughest things I’d endured.When I eventually pulled away from the best kiss I had had in my life, I couldn’t help but groan at the sight of her.She was indeed a beauty. If that mere sight could torment me so much, I could only imagine what seeing her completely bare could do to me. Would I even survive it, I wondered.There was no doubt that she was the most desirable woman I had ever seen, and how I managed to overlook her beauty all this while was beyond me. I was bloody blessed to have her as a wife if we talked about her physique.Curvaceous in her figure, her skin was velvety as I ran my hands down on it - not a flaw could come to my notice at that point. When she essentially insisted on having her, I knew better than to give in to my ur
Alan's POVWhen I did wake up the next day, the unfamiliar feel of the mattress drew my focus toward it. Upon the realisation, I groaned in disappointment that I had woken up alone. Since I’d found the entire apartment empty, I was sure that she left for work.I was rather gutted. After last night, I was looking forward to talking with her. I wanted to know what her thoughts were, now that she was sober.Did she regret kissing me?I didn’t, for sure. And given the chance, I would do it again. I was not afraid of admitting my feelings. Initially, I dreaded it, and I didn’t exactly want it to happen - but I grew fond of her anyway. I was definitely into her.Last night made my feelings for her abundantly clear. Maybe I was not paying them a lot of thought earlier, given the clusterfuck, we were thrown into right from the moment we entered each other’s lives, but since we did end up finding time for each other, I realised that she was indeed my type.But there was still a lot that I need
It was exactly eight o’clock when I heard the front door open. I watched her drop her purse onto the couch beside the door and wondered why she was staring at it for long. When I realised that it was the same couch that we made out on last night, I couldn’t help but smirk at her flushed face.Noticing my gaze on her, she instantly looked up and locked her eyes with mine.“Hey,” I said and nodded at her.Gulping, she opened her mouth but seemed to have been at a loss of words.I couldn’t help but feel amused at her, she was clearly as affected by it as I was, if not more. To help her out of her agony, I continued.“I made dinner, hope you haven’t eaten already.”“Um, I didn’t. I’m starving, in fact.” She said.“Good, I’ll fix the table while you get changed,” I suggested.She nodded at me in relief and escaped into her room.Sighing, I realised that if her guard was going to be up like this for the entire evening, it would be very difficult for me to strike a conversation. Well, she wa
I was stunned. More than once?I simply had no idea what I wanted. I was definitely into him, that I was sure of, but I couldn't understand the magnitude of it. Would my cravings be sated once I had sex with him, or were my romantic feelings unimaginably involved too?I was at a loss of words when he stared into my eyes intently with his. Trying to form words that would best describe what I had in my mind, I utterly failed when I found myself in a deep complex mess of overwhelming emotions.Sighing, he hung his head low, dejected. "I know you're not there yet." he mumbled, "But I know that I'm not just drawn toward you because of mere lust. I'm more invested in this. Honestly, Rachel, if we were not married, this is the stage where I'd ask to be your boyfriend."Seeing how his words were just adding to my misery, I burst, "Alan, this is way too fast." I said, "We don't know anything about each other and-""Which is precisely my point." He cut me off. "I want to get to know you before
Rachel's POVA week passed by since that night.Things had indeed taken a turn for us ever since. Living under the same roof became relatively easy as we learned to communicate more. The brief window that we let each other share to look into each other’s mind since that night had helped us overcome any hindrance that previously stalled us.On another note, April was discharged from the hospital and that was when I last saw Douglas.As he made it abundantly clear that he didn’t want anyone around him for the next few days, I heaved a sigh of relief. That also meant I didn’t have to be in frequent contact with him regarding April’s treatment, as they intended to start another doctor who they personally knew.Coming back from the present moment, I heard two gentle knocks, “You ready yet?”“Give me a couple of minutes,” I replied.“Alright.”Only yesterday did Amy ask me if I’d like to bring Alan to their engagement party. I’d actually seen it as a golden opportunity as Alan had never had
Rachel's POV“He’s such a gentleman.”It was expected of Emilia to say such a thing when my husband checked all the boxes on her list when we arrived at the party.To say Alan was on his best behaviour would be an understatement.From the moment we walked in, the entire vibe around us seemed to change. Perhaps because I rarely went to parties with my husband, but something about him was definitely intriguing to me.My previous worries of how I’d manage to include him in my group without forcing his presence into it had seemed to vanish into the thin air as Alan’s charms seemed to work their way through everyone.“Yeah, he kind of is.” I agreed. “The first time he met my dad, he was on his best behaviour and won his approval in mere seconds.”“Honey, he won his approval when he made him aware of the size of his wallet.” Emilia had always been aware of the kind of person my father was, although she met him personally just a few times.The fact that father barely called me when I was in