Married to my fiance's sister

14.

Hope's dress
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Hope's POV

Once I realised our proximity, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I was looking into her eyes,she was looking at my lips with desire. Breaking my trance, she asked "Hope, can I kiss you?"

Her words send a shiver down my spine and I nodded, breathing heavily.

"I need words kitten." Haven and her need for answers. I blushed and said yes in a small voice.

Her lips were on mine the next moment. I pulled her closer and put my arms around her neck. She kept on sucking, licking and biting my lips with a lot of desire and passion. She licked my lower lip asking me to open my mouth but I didn't. She did it two more times and when I didn't open up, she put her one hand in my hair and other under my tshirt, on my lower back. Her touch on my skin sent a spark to my whole body and I gasped.

Taking the opportunity she thrust her tounge inside my mouth. I moaned at the feeling. We kissed for a while and I pulled back when I felt the need to breathe. I hugged her feeling timid and she put her face in my neck and placed a kiss on my collar bone.

My phone rang breaking our moment. I stood up from her lap blushing and pick up my phone without looking who is calling.

"Happy Birthday baby sis." I heard Sawyer on other side, it startled me.

"Sawyer" I said looking at Haven. She stood up from the bed and went towards the closet. "Where are you and why you ran away from your own wedding?"

"That morning I got a once in a time opportunity and grabbed it." He explained.

"Sawyer what are you saying? What"
"Hello Hope, your voice is breaking can't hear you."
"Hello... Sawyer can you hear me now." The call got disconnected.

I sat there looking at the phone. What the hell just happened.

Haven came out showerd in blue jeans with white halter neck blouse.

"I am s..." I started to apologise but she interrupted, holding my shoulder and said, "No need to say it. He is your brother, obviously he has every right to call you. Don't feel bad or anything alright." She said and I nodded.

"I'll be in the kitchen okay." She kissed my forehead and left.

Why is she so understanding.

I took a quick shower and got dressed in white crop top with a blue denim skirt. As I made my way towards the dining room, I saw the whole table filled with pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, french toast ,croissants, coffee and Haven entered wearing an apron carrying a pitcher of orange juice.

Did she make all of this for breakfast?

"Oh what this feast all about?" Mr. smith said entering the room. "It's Hope's birthday." Haven answerd. "There she is"  she said seeing me standing at the threshold.

Her father stood up and came towards me. He hugged me and wished," Happy Birthday dear. God bless you with lots of happiness, success and patience to deal with this stubborn kid of mine" he laughed and kissed my head.

"I heard it." Haven shouted from the kitchen. 

"Thank you so much Dad and she is not that stubborn." I replied. "It's just been a week. Just wait and watch." He said laughing.

"Okay dad stop back biting and have some breakfast." Haven said entering with some syrup and honey.

"Happy Birthday my child." Mrs. Smith came and took me in a bear hug. "Thank you mom"

The whole breakfast was also spent like yesterday's dinner; talking about future plans, past failures and Haven and her dad's argument like kids.

Having a meal together, talking, bickering over small things and banter once in a while is just a small thing but it is actually what makes a house a home and that was missing in my parents' house. I felt truly blessed and happy being a part of this family.