Chapter 42: Belfast - Part 3

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Leah's POV

I groaned as I heard the alarm go off. I blinked a bit and looked around. I noticed I was laying on T's side of the bed.

I looked for my phone and saw it on my bedside table. I tried getting there slowly as T was sleeping on my chest.

I reached my phone, finally, and ended the alarm. I sighed. "T," I gently nudged her. "Baby, we have to get up."

She groaned and buried her face in my neck area. "I don't want to."

I chuckled. "Now who's the child?"

She didn't seem to like that as she sat up immediately. "I am not."

"Mhm," I sat up too. "We have to get ready, the bus leaves in an hour."

We got up and got ready. Before we'd get dressed, we went in the shower. After last night's affairs, we really needed that...

When we were dressed, we checked our bags before going down. We had a quick breakfast before going down the street to the company that would lead this day tour. As we had already booked and paid online, we were on the bus quickly. We even had gotten an extra bottle of water!

I looked around the bus, then outside the window.

"Are you alright?" T asked.

I looked at her. "I hope I won't get sick..." I sighed. "I always get sick in a car."

She patted my leg. "You took the medication for car sickness," She smiled at me. "Try to relax and enjoy the amazing landscape."

I slowly nodded and looked outside.

After 15 minutes, everyone had boarded the bus and we were finally able to depart. The bus chauffeur was a funny guy. He joked around. Sometimes about sensitive subjects, like the tension between Northern Ireland and England... But, overall, he was a funny guy.

We arrived at our first stop: the giant causeway.

What I liked the most about this tour company was the fact you were free to go as you wanted. We didn't stay in a group. We had to be back within 2 hours, but that was it.

T and I walked to the museum that was connected to the causeway. We barely looked at anything, we just wanted to see it for ourselves.

The walk to the rock formation was, depending on how fast you're walking, about 30 minutes for us. We arrived and made some beautiful pictures (the picture above is one of our own).

We walked around that place, we even got higher up. I admit when I saw T taking pictures right by the edge of a huge cliff, I got scared. There was quite a bit of wind, I didn't want it to blow her over the edge. 

"Come here, baby," She eventually said, while standing by the edge. She looked at me. "You have to see this."

I quickly shook my head.

"Come on." She insisted.

"T, I'm letting you take that risk," I said. "I'm not interested in falling off a cliff."

She chuckled. "You'll be fine," She presented me her hand. "You'll love this."

I gulped but took her hand. I slowly walked to her, she helped me closer to her until I was standing right by the edge. My feet standing a bit over the edge even. I started breathing faster.

"Shh," She said softly. "I've got you," She wrapped her arms around me from behind. She held me really close to her, she had a good grip on me. "Look around, baby."

I tried calming down a bit and opened my eyes. I looked around the edge. It was breathtakingly beautiful. My mouth opened a bit, I was just in awe.

"I told you." She whispered before kissing my cheek.

We stood there for what felt like hours. We didn't move, we didn't talk. We just enjoyed the beautiful nature that was presented before our eyes. 

After that, we stopped at several other locations. A fisher's place, a castle, a bridge across two pieces of land. All fantastic stops. It was a great day.
For lunch, we had fish and chips! It was so great.

That evening, when we got back, we were happy. We couldn't have spent our final day any better. The only thing that I was missing was a souvenir. I always took a souvenir from our trips. I wanted one from Belfast too.

We found 1 souvenir shop - that tells you how little tourists actually come to Belfast... I looked at the T-shirts, at goodies, but what caught my eye was a green jacket with a Celtic knot on the hoodie. I got it immediately.

That evening, we started packing our bags as we had a plane to catch in the morning. And because it was such a busy day, T decided the people in the hotel wouldn't hear me scream her name tonight.

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The next morning we had a quick breakfast before taking the bus back to the airport. While we were waiting in the plane for other passengers to get on, I was smiling like crazy.

T smiled at me. "It really looks good on you." She said, referring to the green jacket I had bought yesterday. I was wearing it.

"Thanks," I smiled at it. "It's exactly what I wanted," I looked at her. "And green fits me well."

"It's perfect on you," She pecked my lips. "It's so you," She leaned in closer, resting her hand on my leg. "This look turns me on so much." She whispered in my ear.

I gulped and looked around, wondering if anyone noticed my blush. "Not now, T," I simply said. "We're on a plane."

She looked around. "Shouldn't be a problem though," She motioned to the front. "There's a toilet..."

I chuckled nervously. "Oh, it seems we're getting ready to take off."

Right then, the flight attendents started giving instructions and I was able to release a breath. 

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After an uneventful stop in London, we arrived back home. We drove from the airport back to our house. When we entered our house, I sighed happily. "Home, sweet, home!" I said loudly.

"Yeah," T closed and locked the front door. She walked to me. "Finally, we're home," She wrapped her arms around me. "Now, I want to take what's mine."

I chuckled. "Catch me," I quickly ran away from her. "Catch me, if you can!" I ran around the dining table.

T was running after me, as if she was hunting. Then it occurred to me she probably was. I loved being her prey.

I ran away, trying to get upstairs, but she got me. "No!" I tried getting out of her grip.

"It looks like my little prey is caught," She said in my ear before licking the side of my ear. "Now I want to devour you." She pulled me with her upstairs and did what she wanted with me.

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