All Chapters of Seductive Vibrations : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“Let’s go out. Let's go to a club.” Georgina is giddy. I can’t help but laugh. For a change, I won’t refuse. I will go out and enjoy myself. I no longer feel like I should hide away from the world and not enjoy my life.“Okay, let’s go!” Laughing, we walk into her room, getting ready together. Our plan is just to celebrate me being engaged. I put on a slutty dress that Sir would love if he was here to see it, that is. Walking into the nightclub, I smile for a change, not hiding away.I’m dancing away with Georgina and even by myself. The drinks are going down too quickly, and I know the reason is to try to take my mind off Jackson leaving. Dancing slowly, guys flock around us, Georgina, as always, snapping pictures of us together.I never enjoyed going out after Max, but I feel like Jackson has opened me up so I can enjoy things like this. Laughing, we drift between sitting and talking about the wedding and dancing together, me now beginning to feel a little too drunk, but I don’t car

On the way out, we start saying bye.“Right, keep us updated Alena, and of course, I am paying,” My Dad insists, shaking Jackson’s hand as we are ready to leave.“That won’t be necessary, Mark. Alena will have more than enough to cover everything she wants and more,” Jackson replies, trying to decline his offer. He really shouldn’t decline him completely.“Not a chance! I at least want to pay for her dress,” my Dad insists, and I know he is not going to back down. I look at Jackson and nod, trying to get him to agree.“Okay, I am sure that will be fine.” He smiles, shaking my Dad’s hand. Jake comes over and hugs me.“Give me your number and we can stay in touch.” I take his phone, put my number in it and hug him again. They get in their cars, and we walk to Jackson’s. “I am changing your number.” Jackson doesn’t look happy. I have to laugh. Is he jealous?“Seriously? Are you that jealous of him?”“I don’t trust him one bit Alena. I have a feeling he is up to something. Just be carefu

He rolls over to face me, smiling, before gently kissing me. “Good morning, fiancée,” he kisses me again, gently. “Let's start moving. I want you to meet my Mum again before I leave.” Smiling, I nod. I can’t break down and let him see how much today is going to hurt me. Getting up and getting ready, the day flies by, my mind constantly watching the clock tick by.He always treats me so amazingly, but today is different. I feel like a queen. He is trying to make this easier for me when he leaves. His Mum is over the moon about the engagement.Sitting, watching her smile as Jackson tells her, I can’t help but smile. Looking at her, she has tears in her eyes, realising that she will never see her daughter get married. She looks broken, and she is crying, and I feel I need to offer her something to help.I don’t want her to feel like she has no say or no part in the wedding.“My Mum left when I was young, but I have my Step-Mum coming with me to look at dresses. It would be great if you c

I walk to the door, answering it. It is Margaret again. “Hello Alena, great to see you again,” she smiles, walking in with bags of food. Should I not buy the food? Or maybe Jackson paid her enough to cover food as well. No doubt he did because if she asked me to buy stuff, I would come back with the wrong stuff.I spend two hours learning how to cook and make enough meals for 3 days. Georgina also gets involved. Apparently, she would actually like to know how to cook. It would be amazing if the night Jackson gets home, I can cook for him and finally start looking after him instead of him cooking every meal for me.“Great, well, I will come back Thursday, and we can look at other recipes to cook,” she explains as she leaves.“Right, dress time. What time is your Mum meeting us there?” Georgina asks, smiling, far too happy about this.“Around two. Jackson’s Mum will be there as well,” I explain, forgetting I have not told anyone she is coming, but it is my choice.“Let's get going then

I walk downstairs to meet her, greeted by her smiling face.“Hey Alena, how are you?” she asks, smiling.“Great thanks. Fancy a drink?” I walk towards the bar. I can hardly say I feel a mess, and everything is getting on top of me. She follows me to the bar, sitting next to me. We speak for a few hours. I am not drinking so much as I have to drive home.“Want to come back to mine?” I ask. She nods in response. Jackson had said if I bump into her not to be afraid of inviting her back. We leave together. In the car, on the way back home, it is quiet. We don’t speak much. Getting home feels unusual. I am not sure what to do anymore. I know I have Jackson’s permission, but can I really do this without him here and agreeing?“Can I grab you a drink?” I walk to the kitchen, pulling out two glasses and a bottle.“Sure.” She follows me and sits at the kitchen side. We sit and drink for a while, talking about the wedding and other things. She looks at me, her face changing.“I would love you t