Backshots with the bride-part one

Mac’s POV

“ Commander Mac Zelllinger!” The guard at the gate saluted just as I stepped down from the plane, walking straight into the airport. It felt strange being back home after spending g so many years staying far away from home.

I had been in battle fields, a lot that I couldn’t keep count of how many buddies I lost in war or how many I’ve seen a bullet fly past my head. Yet I kept sane all these while. Or so i thought. I abandoned that one girl who had been willing to loose her self control all for me. She had begged that night, begged that I stop touching her and take her virginity. But I was one who doesn’t commit and a girl like Rachel deserve better. She deserved a man who would care about her emotions, who loves her more than just the need of wanting to squeeze ger in the darkness.

And that man wasnt me, sadly.

So I had gone back and left my little sneaky link in college. I had ignored her texts, refused to pick her calls or even wrote a letter to her, dumping all the letters she kept on sending to me. I even tried forgetting about her, frolicking around with other women until I got the invite. She was marrying my cousin.

I couldn’t even imagine that. The girl Donliver had told me about was the girl who badly wanted me to have sex with her years ago? That seemed almost impossible. The kind of things that could only happen in movies and stories but now, it’s my reality.

I stepped into the limousine already prepared for me and stepped in, with the driver closing the door. I pulled out my phone and went to Don’s i*******m. He had a picture of the both of them on a crusade ship with Rachel flaunting her ring.

I zoomed in, my focus on Rachel alone. She had grown even more beautiful than I remembered. She had grown those curves she once wanted badly and her boobs were more rounded and cupped, pushing hard against the strapless sunflower gown she was putting on.

Those lips! Ah those lips. I could still remember them pressing against mine, craving for more, her hand wrapping around my neck. Everything replayed right in my head. How Rachel would risk her life and sneak out to meet me in my house, knowing well enough that if her mother caught her, that would be her last tasteof freedom. But she never bothered. All she wanted was to be with me.

I wondered what it would feel to be with her again. Would she still feel those butterflies down her stomach just like she did the first time she met me? I was young and stupid back then, my mind clouded with the fact I had half the girls hitting at me and even older ladies wanted a taste of me.

Deep inside me, underneath my happiness that Don met someone as cool and loving as Rachel, there was jealousy lying low in my heart. That could have been me. The whole family would have been glad that a man as cold hearted and distant as I am finally found softness in his life.

I stared at the video once more, zooming closer to her boobs, watching them jiggle softly as she screamed with excitement, her other hand wrapped around Don’s neck. And that was when I made the resolve. Don could have her for the rest of his life, after all, he deserves someone like her but I was sure going to try one more time. I was going to try what I spent years trying to get out of my mind.

Just then, the car pulled into the big resort and the driver stopped down to open the door.

“ We’re here, Sir.”

He made to reach for my bag but I grabbed it instead.

“ It’s okay. There’s not much in it.” I said, and stepped out of the car, walking towards the entrance.

Donliver was standing right there, smiling broadly as I made my way towards him. He still looked the same way I had last seen him. Tall, muscular with an athletic build that mom swore he would have made it real good in basketball if his father hadn’t shoved the whole business dowm his head.

“ I really can’t believe my eyes.” He said, opening his arm and hugging me.

I patted his back gently. “ Me neither. Newyork didn’t change that much, did it?”

“ Nah! Still very much the same. When your mom told me you responded to my invite and you would be coming home for my wedding, I almost thought she was lying.”

“ You know I wouldnt miss your big day for anything.”

“ I’m sure Rachel would love to meet you. Let me show to your room first.” He said.

I froze at the mention of her name. Isn’t it crazy that she still has this effect on me after so many years?

“ Ra… Rachel. She has a nice name.” I said, following immediately.

“ You might forgive me for not mentioning that. Things happened fast and when I was sure she was the one I wanted to spend my life with, I didn’t hesistate to do what’s right.”

“ Yeah, exactly why you have to book the entire resort in my name.”

“ Ah!” He turned around, scratching his head. “ Well, about that. I couldn’t book a resort under my name.”

“ Why? You committed a felony?”

“ Nah. Booking a resort like this would drive Rachel’s parents nuts. She’s from a devoted Christian home. Her mother probably thinks I’m a saint. Well, that’s what I had to pull up to have their blessings.”

“ I see.”

Don stopped in front of what would be my room and pulled out his keys. He opened the door and stepped in just as I followed behind him.

“ Would you like to join us for dinner tonight?”

“ No. I have things to work on. We will meet at the wedding.”

Truth is, I need to come with a better plan if I want Rachel.