Chapter 44

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"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage."

― Lao Tzu

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Picture: Riley in her Mums wedding dress

Video: Touch by Pia Mia

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Just thought I would inform you guys that I PASSED MY EXAM!!! I am so happy, thank you for being patient and Interest you guys with a nice long update, Well it felt long to write it XXX anyway, Thank you :)))

Hope you like the picture too.. hahahaha It's so cute


Skylar's POV


"You kept it?" I chocked on my words as I saw the soft dovelike material in that all to familiar box. I use my warm fingers to pick the pure blissful dress out of the egg coloured box and place it on my lap. The colour of my blue jeans I am currently wearing really looks like a dishcloth comparison to the beauty of the white lace I trace with my nails. I love him. I let my fingertips run over the sweetheart neckline and prance around the sequinned, glitter like lace around the bottom of the piece of clothing.

I felt his warm husky breath create goosebumps in my skin and I immediately leant back, closing my eyes in the process and breathing out any problems and stress. This is home. Our home. His arms wrapped themselves around my petite shoulders, pulling myself to his front. I gently follow his rhythm letting us sway too to the beat of our hearts. I bounce gentle on my knees as I kneeling on the floor and let my arms rest on his knees surrounding my waist. "baby, I never touched any of your stuff" Ross whispers into my heated ears. I hum a content sigh. "I could lie in your arms forever" I mummer. I felt a pair of warm lips trail from my forehead to my jaw. "I would never set you free Mrs Lynch" Ross kissed the soft spot behind my ear.

"MOMMY WAKE UP!!" Riley screamed as she ran into our room and set herself on my lap. I laughed and rubbed my eyes to be greeted by the sunny mile of Riley-Ane Lynch. I moved my wedding dress away from my lap and back in the box. "Ri, Mommy's tired- let her sleep" Ross soothed to an energetic Riley, and combed her soft hair through his fingers. Riley Pouted and kissed her fathers hand. "Ok daddy. Bye mommy, I will be quiet" She said in an overly hushed tone an put her index finger to her lips in a whisper. I smiled and watch her stand up and run away to the door. "RYAN!!!! MOMMY IS ASLEEP SO WE HAVE TO BE QUIET" Riley screamed as she ran down the hallway to her room. I chuckled and as did Ross. "Let's get you to bed butterfly" he mumbles into my hair and picks me off the creamy carpet.

I was soon tucked into my comfortable bed and let my body melt its way into the mattress. I sighed in contempt and looked up through my long lashes. "lie with me" I whispered in a soft, tired voice. "I can't baby. I have work to do" Ross whispered into my forehead and kissed my forehead more then twelve times.I pout because of his absence. His eyes darkened and came closer to me that I could her the gulp in his throat. "don't pout" he instructed. I nodded in a slight alerted sense and bit my lip to stop my pout. He reached down to my lips and used his shiny white teeth to release my innocent lip away from my possession and into his.

I gasped at the strange contact, and looked at him wide eyed. I was not tired that was for sure, since when did he become so rough and dominating? He is like my own personal Christian Grey, making me Anastasia Steele. "Have you been reading fifty shades of grey?" I asked without letting my mouth catch up with my brain. Sugar

Chuckled and let go of my bottom lip. "maybe, It's very educational I heard" he huskily whispers into my throat and peppers little kisses all around. "how so?" I asked as the curiosity washed over me. "It teaches one how to get the best out of pleasurable moments" he winks and stands up. "sleep, baby girl. I will be in my study if you need me. I will keep an eye out for Riley" he calls and walks out of the room, closing the door and leaving me stars trucked. What does he mean 'best out of pleasurable moments?' My mind echo his words.

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