"Let's get down to it." He broke their eye battle as he slumped onto the sofa. He didn't know what mosquito bit her to have her present in the middle of his suite with a first aid kit but he was delighted. Her beauty seemed to be evolving every second he set eyes on her even though caked up. He didn't very much appreciate that she covered up her freckles as well as hid behind the layers of god knows what. He was tempted to dislocate her lips with kisses and have her garments flying over the suite's balcony but lips and fingers froze to himself as memories arose from the depths of his mind. His aim wasn't to take advantage of her like before but to win the heart he had disregarded and for that to happen, he had to respect himself and above all, respect her for he had learned a lot over the years. He wasn't the same Mason she used to know, he wished she could pass the wall of despair, abhor, and distance she'd built towards him. He winced at the slither
"You can put that here. Thanks." Adrian has been of great help since his confrontation with Mason, if not him, what other reason could Mason have to leave? On one side, she was glad he left, on the other side, she felt desolate; a feeling she deemed to not have the right to have. "I need some special credit for this," even though he broke no bead of sweat during all the work—which was unbelievable— he still brushed his forearm over his forehead. "Wait for it," she adjusted the huge potted plant he just deposited by the double glass door of his room leading to a terrace. "Your parents will be here by nine tomorrow morning, right?" "So I heard. So...what becomes of us after this?" Her brows unnoticeably creased as if she had sighted a displeasing bug on her newly installed. "what has been of us for the last five months, is it?" "I'm not returning to the UK." "Why not? Your dad will—" "It's not about him, it's about
"What made you think you would've gotten involved with my family?" He shrugged, "I don't know, Louisa, things happen." "Proceed." He looked up at her as if asking if she was really sure about it. When her silence spoke, he shot, "The second time we met, I knew for sure it was a miracle," Louisa remembered that day like it was yesterday: she had managed to convince her brother to lend him his car for a shopping drive with friends after which they stopped for a bite at a Chinese restaurant. They bumped into each other upon opening the double glass door but he was leaving. His beam shone in all its splendor thawing her to a liquid mess. 'Hi,' 'Louisa, right?' 'Right,' her face heated up probably because he had recalled her name, or was it the intensity at which he analyzed her face; her freckled face. Louisa stylishly co
He was as eager as sad as he stood before the beach mansion with his coworkers; the Rudolph family were going to arrive any minute soon and he couldn't wait for them to see the great evolution, on the other hand, it meant the end of his coworking with Louisa.After his confessions to her the previous night, Mason didn't know where he stood in her life, what would become of them, and what she felt about him for he knew for sure that her feelings would metamorphose: it could be to something better or worst but then, he owed her that. The truth.From where he stood, he watched her from his peripheral vision. She was as fierce as always, her plum shaded vanished lip didn't even falter to a side twitch as she whispered something to Nerry."There they are, " Shawn alerted.Before them, approached two pitch-black cars in which Mr. and Mrs. Rudolph exited upon arrival, dressed in a baggy pair of shorts beneath a palm designed shirt and a vintage blue
Louisa had settled in the plane with a magazine in hand and even though it was spread open upon her face, her mind belonged somewhere else; Was she really going to take on her life like nothing happened back in Hawaii? It was plausible that the image of him will haunt her now more than ever. Suddenly, the fear of him returning to the states from wherever took control as possibilities swam in her mind that fate will take a pretty nasty toll on her and all that she had built. She felt the seat next to her squish as a good-looking gentleman of unmistakably late thirties occupied the seat next to her. She twitched her lip to him and when he did same, she kissed her face with the magazine again. Louisa returned to the 'what ifs' and 'what wills' whilst pretentiously flipping the magazine in other not to look like a red-haired sculpted greek statue when an alto murmured a "thank you very much." It was a familiar note which she had been hearing for the past days but if
"Anna," Louisa yelled from her daughter's room after noticing her absence. "You better be down there already dressed." Nothing but the children's show could be heard. Louisa reached the sitting room to see Gianna seated on the carpet legs crossed. One good thing is she was already in her uniform. "Won't you give mum a morning kiss or aren't you happy to see me?" She arrived at Marley's from the hospital when the kids were already asleep. Zaphrina pleaded to return the next day for her daughter but the urge to have Gianna by her side suppressed the pleads. The little girl must have been so tired to have slept during the ride home and not bulge when carried in and out of the car. If not for Gianna's slow breathes, she would've thought her daughter was dead. "I'm sorry, mum." She rushed to hug her mother tightly. "I missed you so much, sweetheart." Gianna nuzzled in the crook of her neck so much that Louisa felt like she was in a lake of lilies due to he
"What took you so long, Anna?" Louisa asked the little girl who was busy securing herself with the seat belt."Coloring. I wanted miss Agogo to see it before I left." Gianna explained."Okay, but please don't take too long next time, you got mummy worried, ok?" She swiftly turned to see Gianna nod."I made a new friend today!" she cheerfully announced."Really? Tell me about it.""Oh, I don't know his name but he helped me zip my backpack even though he mistakenly broke my crayon, but that was because it fell and he didn't see it.""Are you both in the same class?""No. He's a big friend," Louisa's phone chimed."Go on baby, I'm listening," she urged while picking the call, "yeah, Zaph I'm on my way.""He had a similar plaster to mine but he's was on his brow," Gianna continued even though she knew her mum wasn't entirely listening.As she dropped the call she asked, "how's this new friend of yours?""He's
Mason felt like a retired rugby player roaming up and down a sitting room with a potbelly behind an old jersey and a pair of undersized pantie. The only difference was, he hadn't a potbelly, neither did he have an undersized pant on even though that which he had on wasn't any different to one as it held his crotch a little too tight for his liking, also, he had plans for the day. He walked to his laptop when an idea wrecked his mind all of a sudden. He had spent all night restlessly thinking about Louisa; how to get to her if she didn't want to get him, why she acted so nervous at his inquiry before hanging up. He typed the only information he knew and fortunately for him, a load of necessities popped up from just her name. Mason stared at the building from the lowered tinted windows of his midnight black jeep. He had been there for quite a while contemplating whether to push forward or not. When his mind was finally made up, he shaded his eyes and dashed out