The Date Planner

2. 22. Aftermath

And so it ensues...

From that night onwards, it seemed like that bandage had been ripped off.

We were together all the time. Earlier it felt like there was a dark cloud roaming over our heads but ever since that night it was gone. As if forgotten that it ever existed.

The night had brought on sucha a bright morning that we just wanted to stay in that little bubble of ours.

Always texting each other, talking to each other and sometimes even sneaking around places to engage in some hot and heavy sex.

It was like we had have enough of foreplay and we would just run to that chase.

To makeup for all those days we were not together, reaching for that release. Be it against a wall, in her office and practically any surface visible to the eye. Obviously while being discrete of not being discovered.

But in our haste, not even that subtle to not kiss each other goodbye in public. People would stare at us, some even more evidently then they would like to show.

But it seemed neither of us cared anymore.

We just wanted to be with each other.

I had never loved her more than I did in those moments of times when I would catch her looking at me while I'm making a run for it back to my own office. Giggling to herself silently.

And those small moments in time would make my whole day.

I was in a completely different state of mind so much so, we didn't realize what the consequences of these actions would lead upto.

No later was our relationship known to public.

I had received some weirdest messages in those few weeks than I had ever had in my entire life.

But thankfully this time we had a plan set in motion to take care of the public relations.

Both our PR teams joined in hands to protect our image and while the public was made aware of us, it was made sure the companies do not get affected and so does our image.

For the first time in my life everything seemed perfect. Everything was going as fine as it could be.

Mom soon knew about us as well. She had always predicted but never wanted to indulge in case her hunch was turned out to be wrong.

Although, once revealed we did wanted to be with each other, she was a bit angry but was also relieved soon enough.

Her exact words were:

"Thank the lord, otherwise I would've never imagined you both would have the courage to ever stop making those lovey-dovey eyes at each other"

And that was it.

Our friends too supported us, Liza while not so forthcoming but after some pursuation from Justine herself, came around real quick.

Ben on the other hand was just proud enough and wanted to go for drinks to celebrate straight away if I hadn't stopped him.

Cole on the other hand was a story we were struggling to see, how we could help him understand the situation also while not making him feel threatened by my presence. And while he had warmed up his fair share with me, there was always some room for more.

On some days it would weigh down on Justine, she would worry about Cole to the point of making her headache.

Other days I would try to persuade her to give up her worries in my own ways.

Like I was doing today.

"Stop...", she hisses as I try to kiss her neck.

We were chilling at my penthouse. It was one of those days when Cole was with my mom.

I was brewing up coffee for us while Jesse was watching something on Netflix. If you could call that watching.

I saw her staring off into space when I came back with the coffee.

I put down the coffee on the table but she doesn't phase up.

And I knew what she was thinking. Most days it's the only thing in her mind.

And that worries me.

So I do the only thing I know.

I go around her chair she's on and start peppering kisses on her neck and shoulder, putting my arms around her.

She jerks away as if suddenly waking up from a bad dream, relaxing when she realizes it's me.

"What...", she starts but she knows what she's done wrong.

One look from me and her eyes literally turn into hearts.

"I'm sorry", it's out of her mouth before you know it.

I shake my head at her.

"You don't need to be", I hug her from behind the chair.

Taking her face in my hand and planting a peck on her lips if only to cheer her up.

But the moment I pull away, I see the look in her eyes and it's changed. The lust in them says it all.

That's how we find ourselves a few minutes later fucking against the wall, partially naked.

My pants on the floor, her top and panties along with it.

The sound of our skin slapping against each other's as I thrusted into her again and again and again and again.

"God, Jay...", she pants against my chest.

My head is buried into the crook of her neck, her legs are wrapped around me and I'm bracing us against the living room wall.

I groan out loud as I start feeling her clench around me.

Her nails dig into me and I know she's close.

And I don't know how long it goes after that. But we don't stop. We do it on the kitchen bar next and so on and so forth.

By the time we're done, coffee is cold and we're wrapped up in a blanket on the couch naked. And it's peaceful.

Her head on my chest with her heart beating against mine. No thoughts disturbing our minds, just us in our bubble. It's all I need.

Life was so perfect with little chinks in my armor but she was here with me and I knew somehow everything will be alright.

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Hey guys, how are you doing? I hope everyone's good.

Double update!! I know I haven't done this maybe in forever but finally here it is. I was thinking of updating more chapters but I haven't had time enough.

I hope this makes up and don't you worry I'm still going onto to write more chapters. Three more and then there's going to be that epilogue.

But stay here until then ;)

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