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Becoming Mrs. Lockwood Chapter Twelve
OUR FIRST ARGUMENTIT WAS AMAZING THAT WESTON wasn’t more injured than he was after his tumble from the treadmill. I helped to patch up a burn from the belt on his arm, along with a bleeding gash on his knee, but could do nothing for the bump on his head except kiss it. He said it made it better, but I think he was just placating me. It was sweet nonetheless.I kissed his boo-boos one last time before we curled up in bed together that night. Our first night with my belongings combined with his; my clothes in his closet, toothbrush touching his, the other vanity no longer empty. I fell asleep easily wrapped in his arms, fingers caressing me into dreamland.All too soon the alarm was blaring and his body left mine. Weston had unfortunately left for work early with the promise of returning in the early afternoon.“I’m sorry I keep leaving you alone all day,” he’d said with a heavy breath, looking into the mirror as he looped his tie around his neck.“This wasn’t planned, and
Becoming Mrs. Lockwood Chapter Thirteen
OUR FULL GARAGEFRIDAY.The end of the work and school week.The marking of my first full week of knowing Weston Lockwood, and the last day I would be stuck at home while he was away at work. The good news was, during all my free time, I got to spend hours playing the piano, which was something I’d always loved doing. The bad news was, my hands ached. Muscle memory served me well, but I’d obviously lost some dexterity and stamina.With a piano in the house, it wouldn’t be long before I was back up to where I was.Amy, one of Weston’s assistants, showed up at the house mid-morning with bags in her hands.“Good morning,” I said, trying to be friendly. So far, the only interaction I’d had with her was when she held our place at the DMV.She smiled at me, a genuine one that made it to her pretty blue eyes. “Good morning, Mrs. Lockwood.”“You don’t have to call me that. Just Wren.”“Oh, I know,” she said with a grin and a giggle. “It’s just fun to call you that.”She made
Becoming Mrs. Lockwood Chapter Fourteen
MY FIRST DAYIT WAS MY FIRST DAY at my new school, Olympus Academy.Thankfully, my cramps had calmed down and I was more uncomfortable than in pain. I was a bit worried about wearing a skirt, especially since it was not really my kind of normal dress code. As I pulled into the parking lot, I wondered if my car would stand out, but when I found an empty spot between a Bentley and a Mercedes, I knew I’d blend right in. I was also armed with four hundred dollars in cash and Weston’s Black American Express card until mine came in.In cash alone I was carrying more than I made on a paycheck.Yeah, at least parts of me were going to blend in, but I wasn’t so sure about the rest of me. The me parts, and not the props.My eyes scanned the courtyard, and a tiny bit of dread fell over me. If I thought I felt out of place at my old school, it could never compare to the barrage of L.A. girls done up to look like movie stars and the boys who were ripped and ready for the next action mo
Becoming Mrs. Lockwood Chapter Fifteen
OUR BINDING REUNIONOVER THE NEXT FEW DAYS I hardly saw Weston. It was just me and a big, empty house. At least the piano was there to keep me company. And an entire library’s catalog of movies to watch. Then there was the homework, which I was struggling a bit to catch up on.Weston wasn’t kidding when he said he’d be working a lot. A few text messages passed throughout the day, but otherwise it was mostly silence. He would hug and kiss me goodbye in the morning, but had only been home in time for a late dinner one night. When he did come home, he encased my body with his, and I felt whole. By the time he left on Friday morning, I could see the exhaustion etched into his features, leaving with a promise to be home for dinner and the hopes for earlier than that.I spent the morning before school playing with my new phone. Weston had gotten me an iPhone, which Julia then uploaded Weston’s schedule into. Being the smart woman that she was, she knew it would make our lives easi
Becoming Mrs. Lockwood Chapter Sixteen
MY CONFIDANTI AWOKE THE NEXT MORNING to soft caresses as Weston’s fingers gently traced up and down my spine. The previous night came flooding back when I tried to scoot closer and received a small twinge in my abdomen.Jesus, his large cock could pound hard and deep, but it seemed that sometimes there was a flip side the next morning.“How do you feel, baby girl?” his low, sleepy voice asked.My head tilted up, and I stared into his lapis blue eyes as his fingers ghosted over my cheek.“No worse for wear,” I reassured him.After Weston’s dominant display, I’d fallen asleep in his arms as he placed soft loving kisses and touches all over me. I awoke a few hours later, still in his arms; he hadn’t moved.He’d been nothing but gentle with me last night after our tryst on the kitchen table, a trait that continued into the morning. I think he was trying to make up for going overboard like he did. Assuaging his fears and insecurities helped, and calmed his obsessive need to
Becoming Mrs. Lockwood Chapter Seventeen
OUR CHEESY QUOTESI WAS HAPPY THAT WESTON had taken all of Sunday off. I looked forward to spending some much needed time with him. It was still early when we woke, Weston getting his first full night of sleep in a week, and neither of us wanted to move from our cuddlefest. My head was resting on his chest, rising and falling with each breath he took. His fingers trailed up and down my back, the sensation so soothing I almost drifted back to sleep.In that moment between wakefulness and sleep, I remembered the gate and how I hadn’t had a chance to ask him about it the previous evening.“Weston?” I waited for him to look my way.“Hmm?”“I meant to ask you ... When UPS came by with my boxes, I didn’t let them in, so who did?”He shook his head, unfazed. “Joe did.”“Joe?”“I haven’t been able to introduce you to him yet. Joe is head of security. He supervises the house, oversees security at the company, and is my personal bodyguard when I attend major events. H
Becoming Mrs. Lockwood Chapter Eighteen
HIS LIFETIME SEEMED TO SPEED BY over the next few days. I went to school during the day, talked to Daniel, hung out with Charlotte, did my homework, played the piano, and then waited for Weston to arrive. On Wednesday he got home at eight, and as soon as he was in the door, he grabbed my hand, undressed us, threw me on the bed, wrapped his arms around me ...And fell asleep.Things were also getting worse with the diva. There was a photo shoot that she didn’t show up to and didn’t have a reason or excuse. Weston spent a lot of time with the punching bag that night. Something needed to give soon. Otherwise, I was afraid about the toll it would take on him.It was a nice, sunny afternoon that Friday when I left school to visit Weston’s office. Then again, it was always a nice, sunny day every day in California. I changed into a Sophie-approved dress, complete with heels, bangles, and some designer purse that had arrived with five others earlier in the week. I fel
Becoming Mrs. Lockwood Chapter Nineteen
OUR FAMILY EXPANDED?TIME. IT WAS TIME TO find out where fate would take us. Time to see the doctor.It was hard to believe three weeks had passed so quickly. That meant Weston and I were coming up on the one month anniversary of our marriage in a few short days.The blaring of the alarm went off, waking us both. Weston’s hand slammed down on the clock before he snuggled back down into the bed. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled my back to his chest.“Good morning, baby girl,” he whispered into my ear, holding me close.I smiled and sighed in contentment. Weston’s arms were my special place. A place filled with safety and security, and the love that was blooming between us.“Morning,” I murmured, turning toward him, my face burrowing into his chest, breathing him in.His hands trailed up and down my back, making me hum in appreciation.“Today’s the big day, huh?”“Yeah,” I replied.His hand cupped my face, tilting it up to look at him. Our eyes met before he
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