Oh balls!
I wake up in Billy's room after not meaning to fall asleep. He's snoring softly beside me, his arm resting on my hip and a quick scan of the room shows he hasn't got an alarm clock or even a clock on the wall to give me any idea of what time it is.
Where's my phone?
My clothes are on the floor, scattered between the bed and the door, but when I go to move, Billy's hand tightens its grip on my hip and he groans. I freeze in place, hoping he stays asleep. I know I'll have to face him at some point but I'd rather do it wearing clothes and when I'm sure there's no one else to overhear.
It takes forever to inch away from him and when I finally get close enough to the edge of the bed to slip out from u
Billy and I stand on the porch, waving goodbye to our daughter and her husband, our three beautiful grandchildren fast asleep already in the back of their car. He takes my hand once they're out of sight and guides me to the back garden, sitting together on the swinging chair he forced me to love when he bought it five years ago. It wasn't a hard sell, anything that let me snuggle close to him was welcome in our home, because despite my mother's warning, after nearly fifty years of marriage and four beautiful but feral children, there hasn't been a single day where I doubted that he was the only man I could ever want. As if sensing my thoughts, he turns to me and kisses me and just like every time our lips meet, I'm eighteen again, butterflies erupting in my stomach as I kiss the love of my life, but now it's even
After the shitstorm that went down at my dad's I'm ready to climb into bed and leave the whole day behind, but the Whore - yes, after what she said we're back to that name - has made Elsie, my beautiful wife, doubt herself and I can't let that fester. As if my girl could be anything like that nasty bitch.It's gone midnight by the time we climb into bed and the house is surprisingly quiet, a quick text to Luke lets me know they've all gone to some late night film and won't be back for a few hours yet which works out perfectly, because I'm going to take my time making love to my wife, hitting all the new spots I found on her in Vegas and reminding her why she won't ever consider going anywhere else.~*~We didn't bother turning any lights on when we came in last night, just went straight t
We creep into our room at around three in the morning, exhausted and greasy from a long, warm flight, so we both quickly shower and fall into bed. "And where the fuck have you two been all week?" I bolt upright at the sound of someone's voice so close to the bed. "Fuck off Luke, I'm too tired." Billy groans, rolling over and clamping his pillow onto his head. "You don't call, you don't write. How do you expect us to react? We were so worried." Shane adds, grinning from ear to ear as he shakes Billy by the shoulder. "Are you naked? Together?" Luke wags his finger at the both of us. "I hope you haven't been having intercourse under my roof. I knew it was a mistake letting the two of you share a room. I told you Shane, but you said we could trust them."
The first thing I notice when I wake up is the silver ring on my finger, the blue diamonds reflecting light across the ceiling as I move it side to side with my thumb.Elsie is still sleeping like a baby beside me, so I carefully slip out of bed into the living room area, dialing the number for room service and quietly ordering us both breakfast. Opening the door slightly and waiting patiently for it to arrive so the knocking doesn't wake her up.I want to be the one who wakes her this morning.The guy looks surprised when I pull the door open before he's even reached it, I'd heard his footsteps and whistling coming down the corridor from the moment he got off the lift.Thanking him, I take the tray and make my way to the bedroom, sliding it on the bedside ta
We're on a plane to Las Vegas to go and get married. This might be the most spontaneous thing in my entire life so far, or even in the future, because seriously, what's more spontaneous than hopping on an eleven hour flight to get married after one brief conversation?Am I making a mistake?I'm eighteen, I've not even been legally an adult for a full year yet. I should be freaking out, I should be having major second thoughts especially now enough time has passed that we're no longer caught up in whatever romantic moment we were having, but I can feel Billy's hand holding mine as he dozes beside me and I can't bring myself to feel anything but excitement about tying myself to him for the rest of my life, so I guess the answer is a resounding no. No way, this is going to be wonderful!
Elsie's quiet all the way to my Grandmother's house, which is where my mum decided we should meet so she can make us a proper home cooked meal. I'm so excited to show Elsie off, I know if my mum can get past the fact that she's Carly's daughter, she'll realise they're nothing alike and will really like her. My grandmother will adore her anyway, since she never liked my dad and I know she's glad he and my mum have split up. "You ok?" I ask Elsie for what feels like the fifth time during the journey to my grandmother's. "Yeah, just nervous." She gives me a weak smile, so I squeeze her hand in the hopes it will reassure her a little. My mum greets us at the door, a big smile appears on her face when she sees me. "My boy." She pulls me into a hug, then pushes me back and hits me around the back of the head. "How could you move away without telling your mother? I don't even know what university you've chosen." She hits me again, then turns to walk into the house, tugging me behind her