BLAIRI lean back and scrunch my face. Jaya holds yet another lingerie set for me to look at.“What is that?” I asked, looking at it like it would jump and attack me or something. She rolled her eyes of course, before replying.“A lingerie, B, stop acting like you’ve never seen them before.” She points at my growing bump, which makes me glare at her. In response, she shrugs and smirks victoriously.“That thing is a string, and we don’t know where it starts or ends.” I point to the piece of thread she is holding, because there is not even clothing, and shake my head. “I’m never, ever wearing that.”She turns to the iPad that is sitting on the vanity, where Sasha and Kayla can see what is happening.They insisted on helping me pack for my trip with Lucian. Well, our honeymoon.Speaking of which, I haven’t seen said person since last night after I left the meeting/dinner.I have to say, I was a little disappointed he didn’t come. After all that happened, I thought we’d made some sort of
BLAIR “I swear you act like you’ve never seen lingerie before.” Sasha’s mumble comes through the phone. “This isn't lingerie,” I deadpanned, turning the ‘thing’ in my hand all over, trying to find how it is supposed to work. Clothes have no reason to be this hard to wear. “It is a string of ropes that were poorly tied together.” A string bikini covers more than this does. I don’t even know what the hell it is and how it is supposed to be worn. It does look like a rope though. That I’m sure of. They all mutter some things about how I’m being a prude. “I’m not being a prude,” I said with an eye roll. “I just don’t think I’ll need any of this.” I moved away, heading to my bedside table to drink water. I’ve been parched for a minute there. “We’ll put it just in case.” I paused mid gulp, which made the water almost come back up. Thankfully, I managed it just in time. “No!” I held my free hand up. “I’ll die if anyone sees that.” “It is a gift, B. You gotta take it.” Mikayla is usi
BLAIROn the day of the trip, I woke up in a particularly bad mood and I couldn’t explain why. First, I woke up late and I had to rush.I rushed through my breakfast, which tasted amazing and deserved to be salivated. Only for me to go downstairs and hear Lucian was holding an emergency meeting. I was very close to saying to hell with it and staying home. Who needed a honeymoon anyways?I was also still pissed at him for going back to his ‘let me ignore Blair’ era. So he wasn’t earning any good points by making me wait.Five minutes later, he walked out of the meeting and met with me in the hall. Dressed in a pristine suit, like he wasn’t going to be flying for God knows where. He looked like he was hopping on another meeting.When he saw me, he paused before regaining his composure and keeping stride. He nodded to the guy behind him. I've seen him before but I keep forgetting his name. He smiles and nods at me before going ahead to pick up the travel sized bag I’d kept here, saying h
LUCIANI’d spent more than half the night, last night, thinking of what to do. What to say.It was a dick move to avoid Blair after the dinner. And I know this is no excuse but I didn’t want to. At the same time, I knew it would be for the best.My mind wasn’t in the right place after that dinner and I didn’t want to fuck anything up with her. The dinner had been great for us. How much she seeked comfort from me made me want her. Need her. And not just in the sexual sense.All the confusing emotions I’ve been feeling for the past few weeks multiplied. But I wasn’t worried. This time, I embraced the feeling. I played with the idea of having her by my side forever.I was likely never going to meet my mate. And the closest thing I’ll have to that is Blair. She completes me in a way that even I don’t understand. I have no idea how I’m going to put it into words. How we fit for example. Like she was made for me. Even if we don’t see eye to eye, there is this impossible string drawing me to
BLAIRWhen I woke up from my nap, it took me a few minutes to realize we’re in the air. On our way to our honeymoon. Lucian wasn’t in the room. But he was the one to bring me there. I could remember being in the chair last.I stretched before getting off the bed and walking to the other side of the plane. I found him sitting, still on his phone as he typed furiously.I knew he was a workaholic, but I’m seeing the extent of it now. There was a calmness to him that he didn’t have right now. Something I’ve noticed from the first time we met. He’d seemed like a robot, pretty much acted like one too. But when he got to his home, he became more relaxed. Now he is back to being that stiff monster I disliked.I didn’t know I was frowning until he spoke.“Bad sleep?” I looked up at him and he was already watching me. The phone he’d been seconds away from breaking with his fast typing was on the table, face down.That simple act made my heart want to skip a beat. It meant he was giving me his f
LUCIANThe smile that Blair gave me when she realized where we were going turned my entire system upside down. I couldn’t believe I was able to put that smile on her face. I’ve seen her smile at others that way, but me? Never.I felt the innate need to capture it and save it to memory forever. But a picture I know would never convey the emotions I was seeing in her eyes right now. She was beaming, her eyes glinting with unadulterated happiness. It was one of those smiles that you can’t remake. You just had to be there to see it.She was starry eyed as the trip advisor took her around the resort. I tagged along, just so I could see that smile and to witness the excitement she showed at the littlest things. Her inner child was out to play and I loved being part of it. Seeing it.When we returned to our room. I could tell she was exhausted. But still running high on the excitement induced adrenaline.I’d thought about it for a long while before deciding to get us a suite with different r
BLAIRI woke up to breakfast in bed, and arguably the sexiest man on earth, shirtless beside me. Lucian looked like he had been awake for a while and his attention was on me. Because the moment I opened my eyes, I found myself staring into his right blue eyes.“Good morning,” his morning voice was deep and raspy and that smile. Ugh, it didn’t things to my insides.I couldn’t obliterate the peace with my awful morning breath, so I clamped my lips shut and nodded. I moved to slip out of the bed and go make myself human again. But Lucian had other plans. He slipped his arm under me and pulled me to him.I let out a small shriek, not expecting the move. I recalled why I was even getting off the bed in the first place, and I brought my hand up and covered my mouth.“What are you doing?” Lucian asks, cocking a brow.“Nothing,” I replied too quickly for it to be believable.“I can’t hear you, B.” He rolled his eyes. And when I shook my head, he tried to peel my hand away from my mouth.I let
BLAIRAfter the tickling episode. Lucian and I had breakfast together. Traditional Tanzanian dishes. They were a bit spicy for him and I laughed, telling him it was the lack of excess melanin in his blood.“But that doesn’t make any sense scientifically.” He mutters, looking disappointed like a child.The only thing that was missing was the cute pout. And his lips would be perfect for that. I almost felt tempted to ask him to do that.“What has you smiling like that?” He questions, trying hard to not close his mouth. His face has started becoming redder by the minute. The tips of his ears too.He looked like he was being tortured with sweat on his forehead and his mouth slightly agape. It hurt to even look at his lips.“You.” I replied simply. He cocks a brow and asks why, to which I reply. “I think you’ll look cute with a pout.”The look he gives me is that of pure disgust. “Don't ever say that again.” He said in a threateningly quiet voice.“Just an observation,” I didn’t easily bac