RejenaIt is hard to imagine that this man had felt the same about me as I had felt about him from the start. I had though that I was just another girl in the beginning, that he would forget about me and move on. I didn’t want to be just another girl, that is why I gave him the book, nut I didn’t know that he wanted me, even if there was no book. We both fell hard and fast, without meaning to. Neither of us had expected love to find us in the most unexpected ways.“You really told Caleb and Cayden that I am the future Mrs. Sorrin?” I ask Dalon as he comes out of the bathroom from his shower. He only has a towel wrapped around his waist, water still dripping from his toned, tanned abs. His hair is wet, making the curls slightly flat but still very much curled. He pushes a hand through his hair to get the curls out of his face, his arm flexing. It has been a very long time since I have been this attracted to a man and it has been nearly two years that I have slept with a man, seeing as
DalonThe media has gone crazy with comments and videos about my relationship with Jena. A lot of it has been negative, but so much more has been supportive. People are going crazy about the fact that I am dating someone they consider a normal girl and that I seem to be completely in love with a woman no one thought I would ever been caught dead with. Honestly, if you had asked me three months ago if I would ever date a normal girl, I would’ve said no without even thinking twice, but meeting Rejena has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. She is not only making me happy, but she is making me better. My mental state has been off the charts, because she keeps reminding me that I am in control of how I let the world affect me. She reminds me that there can be strength found in the most unexpected of places.My mother might think that I need more time to think about our relationship, that I might still back out of it, but she couldn’t be more wrong. IN time, she will realize
RejenaToday is media day, and I am nervous as hell because Dalon has requested that we walk in together, hand in hand as an official couple. Today, we are going public with our relationship, no longer just two friends, but a couple that is making a statement. After the dinner with his parents last night, you would think this would be a breeze, but I am more nervous about facing the public than I would like to admit. It is not that I am afraid of what they will say about me, but more afraid that this might affect Dalon’s race than my mental health.“How comfortable were our dogs with flying?” Dalon asks as we walk through security, probably trying to distract me. I loosen my death grip on his hand and focus on his face. His smile is radiant, his eyes practically lighting up with happiness. I make him happy by simply being here and the fact that he has his eyes only on me even as the crowd around us calls his name, makes me breathe easier.“They did all right on the trip to Italy. I am
DalonRejena and I have spent the past two days practically locked up in the room, watching movies, eating snacks that I shouldn’t eat, but I have comforted myself by exercising while she was sleeping in and then again when she went to bed. With her cramps, she wasn’t in the mood to go hiking and I completely understood her need to stay in bed. That did mean however what I went on our trail alone, reliving the memories we made that day and wishing I had just been honest with her that day. Now that I know exactly what she had been thinking and feeling that day, how she had waited for me to just open up and be honest with her while I was worried that she might change towards me if she found out who I truly was, I wish I had just ignored my insecurities.Now, time alone is up and soon, we will have to face my parents. I have been dreading the dinner tonight, wondering what my parents’ will say when they come face to face with the woman I have fallen completely and utterly in love with. W
RejenaThanks to whatever pain pills Dalon gave me last night, I slept way past dawn. I wake up to the sound of chatter outside my door, and I try to listen to what is being said, but from bed, I can’t make out the voices. I slowly get up and walk on my tip toes to the door, hoping they don’t stop talking.“What are you planning on doing with my fagilia?” Mila’s stern voice asks and I suck in a breath, not because she sounds like a stern mother, but because she just called me her daughter and even though I love my birth mother with all my heart and would never want to replace her as she has been my rock through the hardest times I had been through, Mila has taken a place in my heart and I do see her as my Italian mother of a sort.“I plan on making her happy, is that enough for you Mila?” Dalon asks, not sounding angry, but calm, as if he is speaking to a scared kitten that he is trying to win over.“You forget that I was the one that held her those days after you left. I saw her tear
DalonIt was so easy to say the words that I had always imagined would be hard to say. I thought that I would spend weeks, months, looking for the perfect moment to say the words, but instead, it came out unplanned and it came easy. I love Rejena, with every fiber of my being. I want my forever with her, have known it since the moment she walked away from me, and I realized that I was losing the most perfect person for me. I spent most of my adult life looking for a woman that would fit me perfectly on paper, someone my parents would approve of. I made a point to never mix with a crowd that didn’t belong in my world. I never spent more than a night with a woman that did not fir my parents’ strict rules. I never imagined sending any time with a woman that did not come from money, because I knew it would only lead to heartbreak for the woman. I would always choose my parents and my career, but looking at Jena, watching her face light up when I told her that I loved her, I knew I would g