Impossible Love.

Chapter 19.

Today is the Ryan's office party, three weeks passed by so quickly. A lot has happened in these three weeks.

Week one: Monday was like every other Monday. I went to the store had a bunch of clients and because of the bridesmaid dress I had designed the botique got a lot of publicity and people are coming in with a lot of custom made design. So we take one custom design customer per day, Monday was busy and thanks to Leah's suggestion we hired another intern but we pay her minimum like her travel allowance and food allowance. She has been good this far let's see how it goes further. Jeff gave me a visit on Monday too, but there was something off about him, I let it slide. Tuesday even though I had a client at 11am, Leah said she will manage so I went to meet the owner now ex-owner of Cafe Rosé, he was such a sweetheart old and fragile. He had opened this cafe for his wife, but she passed away and he didn't have anything left to live with. He was ready to give us the cafe in half the price but Ryan said we will take it as the market price and I already got someone for my old age home. I told him how I am going to open an old age home and we said we will be in contact with him. Ian couldn't make it to the meeting since he had a meeting with Jordon. Luckily Jordon flew to New York. The rest of the week was blur the same like monday. The weekend was amazing though.

Ian and I flew to Las Vegas, I saw the new store, it looked fabulous and in a week's time it will be ready. I can't wait to start my second store. We went on dates there on on Saturday evening it wa s a cute date, we went to the arcade did bowling and then dinner. Sunday afternoon date was more of a fancy date. Ian and I  decided that instead of alternating to each others house every day we made it every week. Sunday after our date we returned to his house where I was spending a week.

Week two : Monday morning Ian was in his kitchen he made pan cake for us and every day for the whole week Ian made different kinds of breakfast. Sometime he brought the breakfast in bed. I cannot even tell you how happy I was he has been amazing, be it in bed or being extra romantic. With every step we take forward he has shown that he truly loves me. Those random kisses on the forehead or cheeks. The way he holds me. In his every touch he shows me the love he has for me. We had our arguments but Ian never let me sleep without solving it. So basically my whole second week went from Ian making me breakfast, dropping me off to work the whole day at botique designing for Ryan's function for all three of us and then Ian picking me up from work either having dinner outside or we both cooked dinner together. The amount of sex we had we must have done it in every room. We did it in his kitchen almost everytime we cooked dinner. In his sitting area the staircase, mind you I was bruised but still worth it. Right in front of the fire place. In his hallways. We were once caught by one of the help, but she just left and we continued. I have been on the pill, then one day I forgot to take it Ian had to use a condom and it was terrible we didn't like the feel, but we had to be careful. It's not like I don't want children I do, but I want to have them after marriage. Our weekend of week two consisted of Ian going to work and I was at his house lounging like a panda because I didn't have work. Sunday though Ian and I spent lazing around. We watched movies in his home theater and had lots of sex and ate lots of junk.

Week three : probably the most busiest week I had, the only time I saw Ian was in the morning when he had breakfast and shower together, the whole day he was busy in meetings and I was busy with the botique. We didn't have time to message. Either he was in a meeting when I called or I was busy with a client when he called. We met only when the day was over and we both couldn't wait to see each other. Since he used to stay at my house I cooked breakfast for him or rather we both cooked together. Ian was an early bird, he woke up early like before me everyday. Sometime I used to catch him staring at me and I had to tell him to stop being a creep. Dinner was mostly take out because we both used to get so tired that we didn't want to cook. We behaved like married couples and I didn't mind one bit. I could see myself as Ian's wife. He was perfect in all ways. He could cook, he looks impeccable in whatever he wears. Carries himself really well, he is loyal to the bone. Whenever we are out or whenever we are we together, I have his undivided attention he doesn't care who is looking at him, his attention is to me and just me. Lot of other reasons too but you get the gist right?