As The Stars Aligned

Chapter 35

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, gently warming the room. Novalie stirred in the cozy embrace of the bedsheets, aware that the day held important plans. She stretched languidly, enjoying a few moments of peaceful solitude.

Rolling over to her side, she was met with the sight of Damien, still in the midst of slumber. His features were relaxed in sleep, his dark hair tousled. The memories of their morning fiasco brought a soft smile to her lips. It was moments like these, the ones they shared in the quiet of dawn, that made their love feel all the more real.

Novalie carefully slipped out of bed, the cool wooden floor meeting her bare feet. She retrieved a plush robe hanging on the bedroom door and draped it over her shoulders. Padding softly into the bathroom, she turned on the shower, letting the sound of running water serve as a gentle wake-up call for Damien.

As the warm spray cascaded over her, Novalie thought about the meetings ahead. Wedding preparations were in full swing, and today marked another step towards their big day. She couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with the natural wedding planning nerves.

Once out of the shower, she dressed in a comfortable yet stylish outfit, befitting her role as a bride-to-be. A white blouse paired with a knee-length skirt and tasteful heels felt just right for today's agenda.

Returning to the bedroom, she found Damien beginning to stir. His drowsy eyes met hers, and a sleepy smile graced his lips. "Hey beautiful," he murmured.

Novalie leaned in to press a soft kiss on his lips. "Hey, my love."

With a warm smile, she continued, "Go ahead and take a shower and get dressed. We have to meet the wedding planner in like 30 minutes."

"Alright," he murmured as he reluctantly peeled himself from the cozy bed.

Novalie watched as he got out of bed, his penis jutting out proudly, hardening slightly as the cool air hit it. She licked her lips and groaned, biting her bottom lip as a naughty grin crossed her face.

"Like what you see?" Damien says looking back at Novalie.

Novalie blushed and looked away. "Just go and get ready before we be late," she mumbled.

"Yeah, yeah," he responded with a chuckle. He started making his way to the shower. "Love you, my sexy lady."

"Love you too," Novalie responded as she headed into the kitchen to fix herself a cup of coffee. After preparing the hot beverage, she sat at the dining table sipping it as she waited for Damien to emerge from the bathroom.

As Novalie savored her coffee, the sound of the shower running in the background reminded her of the busy day ahead. She checked the time on her phone, ensuring they wouldn't be late for their meeting with the wedding planner. With every passing minute, anticipation and excitement for their future together built within her.

Damien emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a charcoal-gray suit that oozed elegance. His crisp white shirt, with the top button casually undone, added an air of relaxed confidence to his look. The suit clung to his well-defined form, and the unbuttoned jacket hinted at a perfect blend of comfort and sophistication.

His feet were adorned with polished black leather shoes, completing his ensemble with a touch of refinement. His dark hair was slightly tousled, giving him a ruggedly sexy appearance that made it impossible not to notice how handsome he truly was.

As he entered the dining area, Novalie couldn't help but appreciate how deliciously handsome and sexy he looked, knowing that this man would soon be her husband.

With a radiant smile, Novalie stood up from the dining table, her eyes tracing Damien's impeccable attire. She approached him and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.