Kiara's POV:
****beginning of August****
I still hate my alarm clock and nearly smash it against the wall when it sets off. The only thing I don't mind to wake me, are my babies or Dean's kisses and his superior body. And god knows I'm lacking sleep right now, with the twins crying half the night and me being excited on top.
Getting up for breakfast I feel like I'm going to puke. Luckily, I can have breakfast in my suite, so if I do need to puke the toilet isn't far away. No, I'm not pregnant again, I'm simply feeling totally nauseous due to my wedding in a couple of hours.
A wedding is a big and very emotional deal anyway. And it occurs if you're marrying THE man, the super rich and hottest CEO in the UK, you can't go with a normal wedding. This thing is going to be totally insane and apparently epic. You'd think it's a royal wedding.
If someone had asked me, I would have married Dean in some side street or industrial area with a mass of cars surrounding us instead of a mass of people I don't even know. There are going to be reporters from magazines there including the photographers. A load of important business partners, people from work, some high society guests and well I don't know a crazy shit amount of other people I have no idea about.
The only thing calming me, is the fact that our friends are going to be there too. As I don't really have close female friends, I had Sean stay the night with me. What shall I say, Dean nearly stormed this place when he heard about it last night. Even with Sean being as gay as can be, Dean worries about our closeness till today. The only person who was able to stop him, was Tyler.
Tyler's quite smart he put it in a way, that Dean couldn't argue too much. With me being in the wheelchair, I needed help with the twins during the night and it was the choice between either Tyler or Sean seeing as Gale was occupied with preparations.
From what Tyler texted me, he said something like: "Not that I would mind spending the last night before she is married to you with her. I'm sure I could teach her what real fun is. But I think you would rather have her near a gay guy before she realizes what she's missing out on."
Knowing Dean he still wasn't too pleased about it, but he wouldn't risk Tyler spending the night here. In fact, Dean even had a full-blown argument with Gale a couple of weeks ago about us spending the last night before the wedding appart. According to her there are simply some traditions we have to stick to.
Gale has gone full out on this wedding anyway. Even with her organizing a wedding planner, I'm nearly sure Gale did more planning as the wedding planner. A huge society wedding is something which needs good planning both kept on telling me each time I lost it, because I felt they were going way over the top. What didn't help either, was the fact that Dean said no matter the costs, he wants everything to be perfect.
Who the hell would have thought what kind of things all need to be considered? Jesus Christ people are insane. Honestly, I thought I knew colours, seems like I knew shit when it comes down to declaring every single nuance. And the amount of flavours on a cake. The thousands of possibilities on food and drinks. The decorations, the flowers everything planned to perfection and so much more. I lost count of what all needed to be planned.
With our twins, a crazy Gale and a wedding planner who brought me to the brink of crying, screaming, yelling and even needing a punching bag to let out some pent-up feelings, I was partially close to calling it all off. I had no idea it was going to take such a toll on me. And not to forget me still training and recovering on top.
Dean was my other vent, my best vent. Sometimes when it all got too much, I'd be an extra bad girl to get some spanking and really rough sex.
I'd go and visit him at the office for some sex sometimes. Sex has definitely been a good vent for me and not having any of it last night isn't exactly helping me now either. Damn I could do with some sex right now.
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