"How about we play twenty questions," I said as I laid my head on his shoulders, playing with his chest hairs. "What are we, teenagers?" He chuckled, I smiled at the vibrations that rumbled in his chest. "Come on, it wouldn't kill. We barely know anything about the other and we plan on getting married next week.""I know some things about you."I looked up at him. "Really?" I moved from him and rested my elbows on the bed, using my palm to support my chin as I stared down at him. "What's my favorite color?""Pink?""No," I nudged him gently with a little laugh. "Why do men think all women like pink, my favourite colour is blue.""That's close.""No, it's not." I shook my head and laid back on his chest. "What's your favourite color?" I asked. "Black," he said simply. "But not because I'm trying to be mysterious, or give of a certain kinda vibe, but because I truly like the color.""I think black suits you." I gave a small yawn. I liked this position, just Gideon and I in bed, it fe

The day has finally arrived, my wedding day, it felt really weird saying it, felt really weird thinking it and just living it was almost fictional. The fact that everyone was out there waiting for me only increased my anxiety the more. I could barely sleep last night, I was up filled with thoughts.Last night Gideon had gone out with his friends for a little bachelorette party they were throwing him, while Lily and Olivia had come over for some ladies time. "Oh, Lily I've got chills." I finally voiced out. "They're multiplying!" she replied in a singsong voice. "And I'm losing control, cause the power you're supplying, it's electrifying. Sing along babe!""No Lily stop." Palming my head, sometimes I ask myself where how she ever got to be my best friend. "I am not singing the song. I really have got chills. I can feel all the hairs on my skin standing, I've got cold feet.""Oh, you're serious." She got up from the chair which she had been sitting on by the door and walked over to me

Emily had been leaving the best life she could ask for, she had with her the best of friends, a supportive family, and an amazing partner who provided an equally amazing time in bed. Their son Rayn was almost clocking a year now. The past months have been a joy ride, more than she ever imagined she would be living, but they have also been little bumps here and there."You know he's started going to the office every day... he'll be back soon though. Why do you ask, need his help with something?" It was her mum, who had phoned that morning."No, not at all," she said. "I just...holding a party to celebrate the opening of the new shop. I was wondering if you two will be able to make it, but if Gideon is busy, it will be nice if you showed up.""Of course. I mean, it's not like I have somewhere to be. I'll be there with Rayn.""Great. I should go now, your father's having a little trouble in the garden. Uh...things are going well over there right?""Of course, everything is fine. Gideon h

"He's still not answering his calls?" Estelle asked, watching a pacing Emmalia from where she sat, rocking Rayn to sleep."No, still no answer," she told her. "Gideon promised that he would be home early today. He said he was finishing up with work and will be home early, so what's holding him back?""Calm down, maybe he had something to finish up at work, he'll be back soon-" She paused Emmalia raised her hand."Hey, it's me...I wanted to ask, is my husband still in his office? My husband? My husband is your boss...Mr. Brynch!" Emmalia snapped after the secretary kept asking her questions which only provoked her. "This is Emmalia speaking," she said, this time in a much gentler tone. "He already left? When?" Her tone went back to its high pitch. "Hours ago? Ok, thank you...No, no problem, it's fine." After that, she ended the call, an annoyed look on her face."Is he on his way home?" Estelle asked."I don't know." Emmalia shrugged. "But I doubt it. According to his secretary, he lef

NEW YORK CITY:To say Emma was furious would be an understatement, she was beyond furious, maddening even. What business did Gideon have dropping Judy home? Had he been with her most of the night? Why was he even with her at the first place? Emma didn’t know what to think of the pictures that were currently resting on her palms. She really didn’t want to think too much into it, Judy was her friend after all. But the picture were saying otherwise, the first one looked as though her husband and Judith were going to share a kiss, the second was of him pulling away. When Judith has gushed about how much she admired Gideon, Emma had only seen it as a compliment, she didn’t think she would actually think of trying to have something with him. She shuddered at the thought. Gideon could never do such a thing to her. But deep down inside her, she was having doubts. The door to the shower room flung opened and Gideon steeped out with only a white towel wrapped around his waist. On a different d