The Playboy's Marriage

Chapter Twenty Six

~& if you're waiting for that you might wait forever but the dreams in your head will keep you company until then~

Isabel

I smiled as I stared at myself in the mirror,I look great- super great! More beautiful than any woman could ever be,I really have no idea where this confidence is coming from but I love it. I applied my red lipstick and smacked at myself.

"You done?the car's ready".

I turned at Lopéz,he gazes at me and quickly turned his face away.that's it? no compliment at all?

"How do I look?at first I thought the gown you picked looks too.....open but I actually love it!". I giggled.

He looked up at me slowly and cleared his throat,"You're so darn pretty and it makes me fucking nervous other jerks will be looking at you".

I laughed at his words,he was anxious I can tell but what for?.....he doesn't want me meeting his friends?

He grabbed my hand and took me into his car,I buckled the seatbelt around my chest the moment he started his car.

"You think my make-up is awful?".I ask him trying to create a conversation.

"I really don't see any need of you wearing a makeup when you look so fine as hell".

I smiled blushing hard."So my make-up is good?".

He shrugs,"It's okay".

He cleared his throat loudly this time,"Isabel......I need you to know my friends aren't particularly nice people, they um....",

"Why do you hang out with them then?".

"Cause I'm not a nice person either".

"Whoa that was blunt".

Ever since I got married to Lopéz, I've studied his behavior like it's an exam to be passed and all I know is he's trying his best to chase me away from him....... he's so scared of commitment..... so scared of many things....

"Isabel....",he calls softly.

"What is it?".

"It's just.....you might bump into Rachel tonight,she works at the club".

I fell short of silence,damn the last person I want to see is the bitch Rachel! I hate her so much.....I just can't stand her presence.

"I understand if you don't wanna go anymore-",

"Hell no! She doesn't matter and she won't ruin our mood tonight",he glances at me surprised and I smiled at him.

I locked my fingers with his free hand, I noticed how fluttered he was and I bit back a laughter. The almighty Lopéz Fernandéz literally looks like a scared nervous novice right now.  It's so funny.

He held my hand gently when we stepped into euphoria. The newest and famous club in town I guess. Damn this isn't my first time in a club but now I'm feeling like a first timer, it's so noisy and loud...... probably cause of the club music and all that.

"You good?",he glances at me with concern.

I nod.

He took me over to the bar counter,it seems he's friend with the male bartender....

"Your usual?".

"Nop not bourbon", Lopéz answers and glances at me again,"We not getting drunk tonight".

"Why not?",I pouts.

"We not getting drunk tonight",he repeated firmly and grabbed the drinks for both of us.