LOGIN"Wanna give one a go?" I suggest to her with a small grin."Might be a bit premature, don't think Max is the marriage type quiet yet" She responds with a quiet giggle, then catches herself as we all stop and gape at her. She hasn't mentioned Max in that context in a very long time. Behind Poppy, Fra
"It's stunning sweetheart, absolutely stunning" My mum comments excitedly as I allow my hands to rest at my sides, my reflection making my heart race quickly. I'm wearing a wedding dress. Maybe not the wedding dress, but a wedding dress none the less. It all seems insane to think that I had spent th
Fran, Bianca and now Sarah are at the racks, perhaps browsing for me or for Fran, who recently moved to London and is flat hunting with her boyfriend Zayn."They have wedding dresses at charity shops? I can't tell if that's bleak or romantic" Poppy comments quietly to me as I sit down beside her."
"You are referred to as exactly what you are, a man, while I am referred to as my relationship to you, a wife. Like the only identifiable thing about me is that now I am your wife but you still get to be a man in your own right" I explain. It's something that's always irked me while watching TV show
"You forget we had sex in a bookstore?" Rhode leans in close and murmurs to me, heat rising on my cheeks instantly. One of my wilder moments I would say."Did not forget that, but I'd rather not have to explain that story to, well anyone" I say with an embarrassed giggle. I definitely told at least
"Please, take it" He states in a soft tone that makes butterflies flit around my stomach. "When?" He adds with a little more urgency."How about, before the years end?" I suggest. It's early October now so going into the colder England months, it's not exactly going to be extraordinary weather but t
"I'll start looking into getting you some security" He says with a slight nod of his head. Security? Seriously? I'm about to protest aloud when I stop myself; we're on the road to forgiveness and moving on, I need to get on board. Even if the thought of me walking around London with a security gua
"It's my fault that they showed up to your door with fucking sledgehammers. Because I drove you back in my nice cars or I sent you home with designer shopping bags. They saw you and you became a target because of me. Fuck I knew I should have fucking moved you the second I met you!" Suddenly he's ba
"Welcome Home Miss Amelia" Ambrose warmly greets me as he helps me climb out of the car. I grin over at him as my feet land on the ground, I suppose I have to get used to this place being my home on top of living with Rhodes. "Thank you Ambrose" I reply as Rhodes walks around to my side of the car
"How was your day?" I ask him sweetly as we head in the direction of my apartment. He shrugs as he drives. "Yeah it was alright, I will have to do a trip to Australia in the New Year" He explains. My stomach drops a little bit, Australia is really far away and I already don't like it when he leaves







