The Not So Perfect Love Story

39|| Fretting over wedding planning

Sisters make the best friends in the world.

- Marilyn Monroe

39|| Fretting over wedding planning

I'd like to say it was the bright sunlight streaming in through the window that woke me up the next morning.

But it was intense pleasure and the being on the verge of an orgasm that woke me up.

I moaned as I woke up and looked down to see Sebastian's face pressed against my core as he took me to heaven early in the morning. Just the sight of him had me creaming all over his tongue and he groaned in appreciation.

"Good morning my darling." He whispered as he got off the bed and stood butt naked.

I blushed furiously as I remembered the many times we'd fucked and made love last night and he chuckled.

"Gosh I love you." He whispered and bent down to kiss me.

"And I love you." I told him when he pulled back.

He grinned and walked into the bathroom. He stopped right after he entered the door and peeped out from behind the door and sent a coy smile my way. I giggled and shook my head in response and he huffed before slamming the door shut.

A while later he exited the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist that he dropped right before he stepped into the closet. That man has a robe of his own and yet got a towel so he could pull that stunt.

I rolled my eyes at his antics and got off the bed making my way to the bathroom. I took long hot shower and came out dressed in a robe and got dressed in some casual home clothes. I then made my way downstairs to see Bash in the kitchen cooking up a storm.

"Hey honey. What's the occasion?" I asked and his head snapped to me.

"You forgot didn't you?" He asked and I narrowed my eyes at him before pulling out my tab and opening the calendar.

"Fuck." I whispered and Bash started cackling loudly.

"Focus on the food you mutt! I'll go tidy the house a bit." I whacked the back of his head and ran off.

Our family and friends were going to be coming over today to go over the planning details and make sure everything's running on schedule.

Everyone was freaking out over it so much it almost felt like I was a spectator of my own wedding. In a way I almost felt robbed of a marriage experience, the fretting over it part.

Once the food was all prepared and the house was tidied up, we both rushed to our room and got dressed in decent clothes.

It was almost as if the universe was looking out for us, because the moment we stepped off the stairs, the doorbell rang. I opened it to find my parents and Charlie standing outside, laughing about something.

My mom was the first to notice the door had been opened and sent a smile my way.

"Darling, do you remember the time you kids were 10 and we went to the Knott creek? And James and you had been fighting over who gets to sleep in the tent on the first night and Bash just went into the tent and zipped up the entry?" Dad asked as we walked towards the living room.

Sebastian looked up at me and smiled as he made his way over to the 'rents. He was greeting them when the bell rang again. This time the rest of the entourage was here, which included all of our family, friends and our bridal/groom party.

The house was full of people, so many people, but it was far from suffocating and I was glad everyone was interacting, keeping their differences apart.

We then brought out the food and set it up in buffet style since seating everyone at the dining table was not possible. Everyone dug into the food without a word knowing once it was finished we had to talk a lot about the progress on each front.

And soon, the war broke out as everyone had a problem with someone's work and then defended their job was done perfectly. It was frustrating to manage them and get a proper update on how things were going, but maybe this was the fretting over the wedding that I had so desperately wanted.

It was soon evening and all of us were lounging in different corners with drinks in our hands and a planning notepad in the other, trying to figure if there were anything else left, or something that could be done differently.

"Hey." Mia whispered as she came and sat down next to me looking out the window at the back garden.

"Hi." I smiled. "I think we should hire a couple babysitters so they can watch the kids while their parents let lose a bit." I said and Mia made a note of it in her notebook.

"So, I noticed you were more relaxed and glowing in the morning." Mia said and I raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"Did you and Bash finally have sex? If yes, how was it?" She asked and suddenly Finn, Bella, Illuka and Amber were standing behind her.

I blushed before stuttering out a yes. They whooped and then dollar notes were being exchanged.

"You guys seriously had bets in when we'd have sex?" I asked incredulous.

"What do you think?" Mia asked, eyes narrowed and I nodded. We'd done that for her and Mark too, among other bets.

"So? Details?" Amber urged.

And so I dove into how good he made me feel. Howloved I felt and how he never failed to remind me of that through the nightwhether it be using words or his actions.