Now don't get me wrong, he's handsome and I grew up with him as a child... but I wasn't planning on getting married until my business was established. But my father who was lonely and bitter had me arranged to marry Cayden whenever we were both jus...
I find myself thinking about that kiss for most of the night. Her lips were so soft and inviting that when she pushed me away it had caught me off guard to be honest. It sobered me up and made me remember that none of this is real and we aren't in love. But those lips... I couldn't get them off my mind until I finally fell asleep.
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When I woke up, I went straight to the bathroom to take a cold shower. I had a lot to do today, and I had to squeeze in taking Adison to pick out her necklace, earring and a bracelet for the wedding since it was tomorrow. After my shower and morning routine I got dressed in a black Armani suit along with some Italian loafers. I slide on my diamond encrusted silver watch and grab my briefcase, phone, my Ferrari and house keys and head to my car.
The car was the Ferrari SF90 XX Spider.
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For the earlier part of my day, I am doing work at the office deep in the city until two in the afternoon when I head to pick up Adison to get the wedding stuff. When I arrive and knock on her door, she's not the one to answer the door it is our old friend Abby Clarkson.
"Oh, look so handsome!" She states solemnly.
Hearing her say that I knew it wasn't her flirting with me it was just shock from seeing my changes since she and Adison had last seen me. She hadn't changed much she developed early and had pretty much looked the same looking at her face.
"Nice to see you too Abby." I say before walking past her into the apartment.
"Adison our rides here!" She shouts before smirking at me.
"Our?" I question.
"Mhm, Adison has invited me since I need to get my bridesmaid dress sized accordingly." She proudly states.
Before I can say anything, Adison comes walking in putting on her earring and I take a second to look at her appearance. Shes wearing a cream-colored Sweater and pointed heels with a Burberry skirt paired with a small gold necklace and earrings her hair is up in a claw clip.
"I'm ready now what about you Abs?" She directs her attention to her best friend.
"Yeah, let's go!" She links arms with her, and they walk ahead of me. I find myself using my spare key to lock her door before following behind them.
When we got to the car, I realized I had a two-seater, and it wouldn't fit all of us. Of course, Abby being herself offered to drive while Adison sat on my lap. You don't know how hard it was trying to keep my hands to myself, but I did because I am a gentleman.
