บททั้งหมดของ When Regret Isn't Enough: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

"Yes, give me one second to pull up this song on my playlist." She stood there smiling, looking up at how handsome he was under the moonlight while listening to the water caress the shore. A song she never heard before came on; Collin took her around the waist and settled his hand at the small of her back as they began to sway slowly and softly to beat to the song called "Paris in the Rain."He sang the song in her ear as they were moving in sync with the beat. His lips caressed the tender parts of her earlobe, and his voice melted her body, leaving it like whipped butter. Closing her eyes, it felt as if she was floating away; it felt like a dream that she didn't ever want to end. Collin continues to sing, placing his lips ever closer to her ear singing, fondling her earlobe with his lips and making her soft release moans of ecstasy. The love sounds she made were more exhilarating than the thrills of fans screaming his name. He wanted to call out her name over and over. When he gaze

"I see you are still a little uptight. Relax, we didn't sin." She nodded rather than trusting herself to agree or speak because she was unprepared to interact with this good-looking flesh and blood of a man she assumed she had sex with and for sure he was her husband.Olivia sat down at the table across from him. "Tell me what you remember? Don't leave out anything."She said in a remarkably calm voice, breathtakingly beautiful even first thing in the morning. 'I knew I made a good choice.' He mutters."Okay, promise me you will remain calm like this?"He took her small hand, his thumb caressing the soft flesh over her knuckles. As he lowered his head, his lips replaced his thumb."Now, if you don't remain calm, dear, I’m not going to tell you anything, you got that?" She could feel him tighten his grip the instant he touched her, attempting to extract her fingers. His head came up slowly."Take a sip of your coffee first." Those sable eyes met and captured his pair of dark brown

Amanza smiled and said. "Yes, I'm ready even though this day has been like a dream, dad. I don't know how to describe it."Amanza's father smiled and said. "Holland seems to have come to his senses; your mother and I are happy for the both of you."They continue to walk. Amanza felt this overwhelming nervousness and excitement come over her. It was a good thing her father held her arm tightly. Amanza didn't know Holland would go this far to prove his devotion and love for her. It wasn't expected. It just keeps getting better and better.All eyes were on her again. "Dad, thank you for everything you've done for me. I love you and mom dearly. I'm so happy you got to be a part of my wedding this time."Her father smiled back and said. "We're always here for you. I will always be with you like I am today. Ready to support you if you need me to. But I'm confident Holland will take good care of you. Look, we both are getting emotional."Amanza's father opened the door. He stepped out first a

Holland smiled at Amanza this evening, so happy that all that had happened was now behind them. “Baby, you sure are looking good this evening.” He stated, watching Amanza get dressed.Amanza POVI knew he had been standing there the whole time as I slipped my feet into my 5-inch pumps and fixed my pencil skirt and silk blouse before putting on my black fitted coat and matching hat. I smiled as Holland continued to eye me."Wow, you look beautiful, what's the occasion?" Holland's natural reaction was to hug me. But it wasn't just any kind of hug. Instead, I got a big bear hug that lifted me off my feet into his muscular arms."Where are you going? Should I let you go?""Yes...I'm going somewhere very important. I shall return, and then I will be all yours."I barely squeaked out the last few words before Holland set me down, planting a kiss on my lips that I had no time for but couldn't resist. That's when I heard a car horn honk outside. I looked up, shimming myself free from Holland

The Reid household was in a cheerful mood this afternoon. Fresh flowers were ushered inside by several florist trucks that just pulled into the long driveway. Today was an amazing and eventful day! One of the Reid girls was getting married this afternoon. Miss Reid is married to a wealthy Jamaican man who has been a long-time friend of the Reid family. According to custom, the oldest daughter should be married first. Now that the Reids have accomplished that, Mr. Reid is so happy he's about to get his eldest daughter married today, and now he can focus his attention on his next beautiful daughter.That would be fine if this daughter were certain she wanted to follow the traditions of marrying a Jamaican even though her first experience with a foreign man left her hurt and feeling used. She forced herself to put being in love again far from her mind. She still wasn't sure if the traditional route was what she wanted to take. Even though Jamaican parents aren't sticklers for arranged m