Liam's POVBianca took me by surprise when she kissed me. Her lips were soft, her mouth was warm and she tasted like a fucking sweet confection, probably what a crazy mix of candy floss, jelly bean and chocolate truffle would taste like. She took the lead in the kiss, slowly pressing her lips against mine.Subconsciously, I opened my mouth a little to grant her more access and we French kissed under the sunlight. She tongued me and sucked on my bottom lip gently and I didn't know when I responded by putting both hands on either sides of her tiny waist. She pushed her body so hard against mine, I could feel her nipples hardening through her skimpy bra.Bianca's hand raked through my hair while the other still gripped the scruff of my neck. The kiss had deepened way faster than I could realize. I tongue kissed her and in no time, the tempo rose beyond the pale. Our lips were still glued together, our tongues were now swiftly going in and out of each other's mouths and our heads were til

Liam's POV"I see you're still here," Sky sniggered at me, his voice cold and bitter and the exact opposite of his innocent face.Sky was a big, brawny fellow and his body really suited the job but I couldn't say the same for his face. Even though he was tall and muscular, he had a very boyish, calm look. He looked too innocent and incapable of doing any sort of damage. My first thought of him the day I first met him was that his face was meant for some other body and not the one that had been given to him. There must have been some kind of mishap with the creation process.We were all standing in the living room, Sky, Kevin and I, waiting for Bianca to get dressed and get down here. She was getting ready for one of her friend's wedding and it was taking longer than I had expected. I could have sworn it had been more than an hour and her face was still getting caked up.Women!I had stayed silent all through the day, minding my damn business and playing the bodyguard part quite alrig

Bianca's POVI wasn't really a fan of weddings but my girl was getting married today so not attending was out of the question. Nicole and I had been friends for over a year now and we had grown pretty close. I met her on the set of a rom com we shot two years ago in Las Vegas. We had played two best friends who went toe to toe with each other over a guy that turned out to be gay in the end.While I didn't give a fuck about weddings and wasn't into marriages, Nicole was a hopeless romantic, a lovemonger and a wedding enthusiast. She might as well be a marriage advocate. She wouldn't shut up about love, marriage and stupid shit like that. She knew those topics irked me but she never keep quiet about them, intentionally trying to get on my nerves.I wasn't all that excited when Nicole called to inform me about her wedding but I was happy for her nonetheless. She had asked if I could be her maid of honour and not surprising to her, I had politely declined. That was among the many things I

Bianca's POVNicole really outdid herself. The place had been beautifully and painstakingly decorated. It was quite obvious and was as clear as day. When I had arrived at the venue for the wedding and came out of my car, I was completely wowed. I had expected an exquisite decor as I knew Nicole had long been dreaming of the perfect fairytale wedding and she had great taste.Well, the decor was exceptional and it beat my expectations. Hats off to Nicole, she did a fine job. The wedding was held at a large flower garden. From what I'd heard, it belonged to her husband to be and I had also heard he was filthy rich. I didn't know much about him except for his name – Frederick and the fact that he was a billionaire. Rumours had it that he came from a long line of royalties.Fredrick was a very private man and didn't care for the spotlight at all but I had a feeling the spotlight loved him a lot. However, he did a great job keeping his affairs private and his business away from the world an

Liam's POVI didn't think I'd ever meet her again. Nicole stopped walking and was staring at me almost as if she was looking at a ghost and I couldn't help but stare back at her with the same intensity. It had been ages since I last saw her. Who would have thought that we'd meet again on her wedding day?"Liam?" She had whispered softly, though loud enough for me to hear and for my mind to take a trip down memory lane.Nicole was my high school sweetheart, my first love, my first girlfriend, my first real best friend other than my sister and my first everything. We were born on the same day and in the same hospital. Our mothers met there and became best of friends. Nicole and I separated when we were just five after my parents decided to move to England. We grew up as pen pals, writing letters to each other every week without fail.Nicole and I reunited years later when we moved back to the United States years after my parents had died. We were about 18 then. We went to the same high