Semua Bab Billionaire's Accidental Wife: Bab 61 - Bab 70

    Shawn roused from a deep sleep as the form next to him shifted under the arm that enfolded her. They found his old vacation cottage near the highway, fifteen miles away from the inn, and they stopped and waited for the blizzard to pass. It had been years since he had visited this isolated place. He bought this five years ago when he and his grandfather had their first-ever deer hunting trip, and since then, the cabin was empty and only visited by the caretaker once a month.   Short but smooth hair that smelt like vanilla strawberry, which he knew was dark golden blonde, brushed his chin. Catherine was nuzzled tightly against his bare chest, with her arms wrapped against her bare breasts. Her face pressed into the crook of his shoulder and neck while the wooden chimney still gave them wa

Watching the snow that accumulated outside the cottage, Catherine spent the next several minutes gathering things, papers, and pens, and brought a small notebook in one hand and a cup of coffee to the living room, "What are you doing, wifey?" Shawn asked, took the cup of coffee from her hands and watched her write something. After she donned a pair of socks and a winter blanket, he then offered his arm to assist her. Let's decipher Grandpa’s note from his diary. We are stuck here anyway." "I think you're right," she said and told Shawn to rekindle the chimney for more wood because the gas had run out earlier. On seeing the fire, she made a dash for it. As she sat akimbo in front of it rubbing her hands, he asked if she would like coffee again and smiled at her contented manner, to which she replied by saying that she loved hers with sugar and cream. While the water was heating, he ran upstairs to get quilts to wrap her in, which she gratefully accepted. While making the hot drinks, h

 As Catherine drank from her glass, she added, "So shall we start or what? If the power doesn't come back on, it's going to get really cold. " She added, with a wicked smile, "What better way to warm up than sharing some body heat?"Shawn nodded his head, smirked back and said, "Hmmm, making babies? I like making babies…""We're playing games, Shawn, strip games, not making babies!" she rolled her eyes."Bloody the same." He added and handed her the wine.Catherine nodded and said, "That's right." She then reached across the table and clasped his hand. She mumbled that she was grateful that he had come to her rescue, and this was the least she could do in return. "Oh really? Yet, you didn't go out when you escaped from Javier's men?"

 The next morning, the couple travelled to the nearby town, Shawn stared across the table at Catherine as she sipped her coffee. Her short dark blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight, a pearlescent wave amid a smooth clear sea. They’d requested a table on the street to sip their coffee and have breakfast waiting for Eddie’s men, and they planned to go to Gretna Green village. The cool morning air gave necessity to light jackets, but the bright morning sun bathed them in a solace heat as they ate their breakfast of eggs, pancakes, fresh apples, and peanut butter jelly sandwiches. The small Scottish cafe overlooked over the city in the distance, high above the rooftops of the multicoloured cottages and marts that streaked the streets.

 Gretna Green VillageDr. Lanna Roundwater sat at a cafe along the street in front of her office. She was busy at sixty-five years of age, as she travelled a lot. While looking at the scenery outside her favourite cafe while enjoying her morning tea, tourists passed by while bicyclists pedaled by in a casual rhythm, clearly in no hurry to get wherever they were going. Pedestrians strolled by at a similar pace, leisurely and carefree. The high late morning sun beamed down brightly, and despite a chill in the fall air, she didn’t feel the cold in her white office shirt and black slacks.