It was our first full day in Italy. My allergy had completely died down after the third glass of that tea Lucas had made me though I was sure it had more to do with me being enfolded in Lucas's arms as he took me in every way through the night. Lucas got the kids ready for our day at the beach, while I packed all the stuff we needed.I rolled my window down, sucking in the sharp crisp air through my nose as we took the drive through the quaint town leading to the beach. Despite the rowdiness of the tourists and visitors making their way about, taking pictures of the timbered buildings on the sidewalk next to the narrow road, it still retained its old-fashioned yet attractive vibe and that charm of a small town. It was different from everything I had always known and I was grateful for the change, having lived all of my life in the noisy and overcrowded atmosphere of the city."How are you feeling now?" Lucas's voice startled me back to the present.I turned to find him staring at me a

I'm doing it!I'm diving from an airplane and now I'm halfway through successfully skydiving.And yes—I'm still alive and am not dead from horror.I was freefalling through the clouds, harnessed with Lucas as we zipped through every layer that brought us closer and closer to the surface. The rays from the sun above us mirrored over the surface of the water, making the deep blue of the sea glisten and sparkle. All I could hear was the air whooshing through my ears and the chill of rushing breeze slapping violently against my skin, my vision was blurry and I felt dizzy from the adrenaline pumping through my veins. Everything was going so fast like I was on a bullet train approaching a dead end with no power to control or stop it. It would have been enough to freak me out if the warmth of Lucas's body pressed against mine was not offering me more than enough comfort.Lucas's thick voice boomed through my ears and I was able to make out the word, "...ready?" before he was cut off by the a

 After waking up on the shore, naked and soaked in the warmth of sleeping next to Lucas all night, I wondered why people went to such great lengths for the comfort of the king sized beds and luxurious bedrooms. Maybe it was because I had all I needed right here with me, except Abby and Aiden—I was sure Lucas could make arrangements to have them over, and maybe we could start our own little family here too—but this was the highest form of comfort to me. And I never wanted to go back home.If wishes were horses, right.I could at least savor this delicious moment where I watched the sunrise slowly on my boyfriend's handsome face. With his arms draped around me possessively, it took a little effort to turn to my side without waking him up. That effort though was rewarded by the sight of how peaceful Lucas loo

Lucas's side of the bed was empty when I woke up. The water had risen significantly when we returned from the waterfall and as magical as it seemed, it would be suicide to attempt to sleep on the beach tonight. I bit back a yawn, stretching as I adjusted my eyes to the darkness.My muscles ached deliciously, my body remembering all the ways Lucas had taken me after we returned from our adventurous day. It was all marathon sex, followed by lunch, then swimming, and repeat.Wrapping the duvet around my clothless body, I threw my legs over the bed and paddled my way through the small cottage in search of Lucas. A glowing fire outside caught my attention, informing me just where he was as I stood out at the porch.I found him sitting on the white sand, some meters away from the fire. Taking a few tentative steps from behind him, I lingered on a tree, drinking in the sight of him. The shape of his strong muscled figure was carved out in the darkness lit by the fire, leaving only a vague pi

"Girl relax," Celine's calm and soothing voice speaking through the phone made me feel anything but calm. I refreshed the period tracker app on my phone for the hundredth time in the last few hours. "How could I have been so forgetful." I cried, ignoring my best friend's voice, "two months, C. Two damn months." "Christine..." "What am I supposed to do now? Oh God, Oh God, Oh God." "Christine Elizabeth Channing!" Celine's stern voice boomed through the phone. No longer soothing, but clearly pissed this time. "What? My name is not Elizabeth." I reminded her, "that's your name." "I know," she giggled, actually fucking giggled, "but it sounded good like that and it got your attention. Now back to the topic at hand, would you fucking relax?" "How the hell am I supposed to do that? I should have listened to you, I can't believe I'm pregnant!" I whispered the last part harshly, knowing Lucas could walk in at any moment. "Or there could be another reasonable explanation to it," she sai