"How are you feeling!" Ora asked, standing next to me as we looked at ourselves in the mirror fixing our dresses.
"I'm fine, just ready to come back home and sleep," I said, fixing her hair and pulling some strands to the front. This girl's hair would be the death of me.
"I can't believe that you didn't even make it to the bridesmaid's list," she said once again expressing her anger and resentment towards Kiara's decisions.
"It's her wedding," I responded and Ora huffed, folding her arms over her chest.
"That you basically did the planning for, went cake tasting, suites and dresses fittings, furniture, food that should be served and all that jazz, one would swear it's your wedding!"
"Ora, it's really fine. You shouldn't
I stared at my father as he forced a smile on his face, dancing with his new wife, aka my stepmother Kiara, while both smiling at each other long enough to have some great photos taken of their first dance. "So he's kicking you out?" Ora whispered in my ear as we both watched the dance floor with scowls on our faces. "Basically, and he said I should take it as a form of an apology, yeah right," I said back and she shook her head crossing her arms over her chest. "Something's wrong," she said and I stood straighter on guard checking her. "Is the baby okay!?" I yelled loud enough for the people close to us, Chris and the bartender to hear us and Chris spit out his drink coughing and I stared at Ora in horror. "Uh oh?"
"Alright, I think we got all of it," I said to Ora once I zipped the final suitcase of clothing I had. She sat on my bed looking sad and I couldn't help but frown and sit next to her. "On the bright side, you can leave the house more often now." "But you'll still be far away from me," she whimpered and I wrapped my arms around her shoulders. Her pregnancy made her much more emotional and needier than usual, I found it really entertaining and cute at the same time. I had a little niece or nephew growing in there and I got to watch the process, well not anymore but hopefully I still will. "I know, but I will try to come back on weekends and I'll pass by almost every day because I have to check up on our baby in there," I pressed a kiss on her tummy and got up from the bed. "That would be amazing, have y
I sat on JJ's desk patiently waiting for him to arrive. I held his coffee in my hands and I stared at the door counting the seconds he would walk in. I felt nervous, and I could feel the food in my stomach turn in anticipation, I couldn't stop biting my lip and I couldn't believe I was finally swallowing my pride. I heard his footsteps echo through the empty office, I sat up straighter and upon seeing him a natural smile made its way to my face. "Good morning," I whispered, pushing the coffee forward and he looked at me surprised, seeing that I was on his desk and I was personally giving him his coffee after weeks of me ignoring him, I guess it made sense. "Good morning, Lia," he said carefully, slowly reaching towards me and taking the mug out of my hands.&nbs
"Have I told you how sexy you look tonight?" Jason asked me, staring at my cleavage biting his lip. I chuckled and pushed my chest out bringing my hands under my thighs. "My boobs don't know how to talk for themselves," I said and he grinned licking his lips, his eyes met mine and he sat back on his chair crossing his arms over his chest. He was dressed in a suit, his normal attire, however this time he left out the tie and had the first few buttons undone giving me the perfect view of his chest. He had rolled up his sleeves and for once in such a long time, his hair wasn't slicked back by the gel, instead, it was left unruly and had a few locks falling on his face. He looked relaxed and I loved the look on him. "I was talking to you," he said and I laughed, shaking my head.
I woke up on Jason's chest and he had his arm wrapped around my body in a tight hold, his hand laid comfortably on my ass. I pressed a kiss on his chest and slowly unwrapped his hand from my body, sliding out the sheets. I stood and I could feel the soreness between my legs. I smiled remembering last night's episode and how he kept me up all night. Jason was insatiable, but so was I. I grabbed his shirt from the floor and walked to his bathroom cleaning myself up before heading downstairs to make us breakfast. "Good morning, miss," a voice said behind me and I jumped out of shock. Turning around I saw it was that girl that didn't want me to wash my plates, smiling and giving her a little wave. "Hey, I never got your name the last time I was here?" I said
"Good morning, Rosie," I whispered against my cup as Rosie walked in the kitchen, this time I was Jason's black shirt that I picked out of his closet. "Oh, you're still here..." she whispered softly, shocked to see me. "Yeah, spending the weekend," I answered smiling and she slowly nodded blushing. "I see, can I get you anything?" she asked, patting down her dress and I shook my head pointing to the seat next to me. "No, but sit down and keep me company," I said and I saw her hesitate before she opened her mouth to obviously decline. "Please." "I guess I could spare a few minutes," she sat down and I gleamed. "Do you want coffee?" I offered pointing to the coffee
"Lia," a wet kiss was pressed on my face and I groaned, pushing away the person's face. "Baby, wake up." Another kiss was pressed on my chin and I held his face in my hands to stop him from kissing me. "Why?" I mumbled and opened my right eye just to find him hovering over me and grinning like an idiot. "I want to take you out, now wake up," he said, pressing his lips on my nose, pulling his face down to my lips, I kissed him and he responded the way I knew he would. His hand touched my face before he bit my lip and pulled away from the kiss. "Come on." He got off the bed and carried me out of it, walking us to his bathroom. I couldn't stop whining because I wasn't ready to get out of bed yet. Just like the gentlem
I sat in front of my laptop staring at the screen struggling to concentrate on my work. For some reason, Jason always managed to infuriate me without even trying and I was annoyed. I heard him call my name again from his office and I ignored him for the umpteenth time. I had locked my office door and I didn't even bother to make him his coffee, petty I know but he's got hands. Maybe I should've stayed and let him explain to me, did he even have to explain anything? Was I being a bitch for no reason or was it okay for me to be pissed? I grabbed my phone and shot Ora a quick text and hoped she would respond quickly, which she did and I ended up calling her via video chat. "Hey babe, what's up?" she asked and I smiled, she was glowing and she was laying down on the couc