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
Her words are pants tightening and I'm putty in her hands. I lift one of her hands from the back of my head and guide it down her front. As her fingertips graze down her stomach, she takes charge of her hand and places it against the front of my jeans, palming me gently. "No baby, you're not going
"Move over," I tell her as I slip my shoes off my feet, she doesn't make any movement but she does peer up at me inquisitively. I scoop my hands underneath her hips and slide her a few inches to the left, hearing her laugh in my ear as she holds onto my shoulder for support "Come on, give me the tri
Rhode 's P.O.V I know I said I didn't want to move to New York anymore, but that doesn't mean I was particularly excited to get back to London. This was mostly because it meant that Amelia's last semester of university would begin, and just as I had suspected, her course load takes up a lot of her
I will never grow tired of this view, how could anyone? It's one of the rare mornings where I've woken up before Rhode , who rests in peaceful slumber beside me. I don't blame him for being tired, we've been on our feet all day everyday since getting to New York five days ago. In that time I feel li







