The Boy Next Door

14.

Amelia

The Next Day

I woke up to Julian's arms wrapped around me. My phone buzzes on the night stand and due to Julian's heavy weight I could not even reach for my phone.
I gently lift up his arm off me and place it on the sheet.
Without getting off the bed, I pick my phone and dial Jane's number.
"Hey Jane!" I whisper.
"Hey Amy, sorry to wake you up. I wanted to discuss something with you regarding tomorrow that's Julian's birthday."
"Yeah okay, should I meet you for brunch since it's quite late for breakfast?"
"Sure, see you then." Jane says and ends the call.
My sleep is incomplete and as much I'd love to stay the whole day in bed with Julian, I've got to start the day somewhere. So, I get up the bed and tip toe myself into the shower.
I wrap myself in a towel and rub my feet to the carpet once I'm done. I walk to the cupboard and open my bag to grab a pair of clothes, "Hey, beautiful."
Julian says behind me. "Hey."
"Where you're going?" He asks, as he lies on the bed, top naked with his arm on this eyes trying to block the sun. He gave up the battle and got off the bed.
"Meeting Jane for brunch. She wants to discuss about the wedding."
I put on a pair of leggings with a top that goes with it and put on a sling bag.
"I'm glad that you and my sister are getting along together well." Julian whispers behind me, holding my waist and attempts to kiss my cheek.
"See you for lunch?" I ask. He hums.
"Have a great time!"
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Jane meets me in the reception and we walk ourselves together to the brunch buffet.
"So I was thinking we could surprise him in his room at midnight, I'm sure he'd like that." Jane says, "He usually was not a fan of birthdays you know, every time he used to involve himself and pile himself with work so that he could forget his birthday."
"Why so?" I asked.
Jane replied, "I don't know, maybe he isn't a fan of birthdays."
"We must do something about that then." I smiled. She smiled back.
During the entire brunch, I and Jane conversed about each other emphasizing a little more about Julian. She told me about their family, his past, his relationships and I told her the same, about my backgrounds, my educational history. By the minutes, we'd almost become the best of friends.
Julian and the other's joined for lunch and discussed about the marriage in general with all the ceremonies for the bride and groom.
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By the time the day ended, all were settled in their respective rooms, waiting for the clock to strike midnight.
There's something about me being excited about other's birthday when I'm not that excited for my own.
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When the clock stroke 11:55 p.m, I left the entrance door ajar so that everyone could surprise him just as me and Jane had planned.
12:00 a.m
I snaked around the bed and woke Julian. "Happy Birthday Baby." I wished Julian and kissed him.
I kiss him again to make sure he's awake and he says in as a raspy voice "Thank you."
Then barges in the bride aka his sister.
Jumping all over the bed, "Happy Birthday Juls!" followed by his parents, my parents, and the rest of the family.
-
Later that evening

"Amy! Can you hand me the blue shirt which is on the table please." Julian calls out from the bathroom with his body wrapped in a towel.
I fish for the black shirt from the bag which I bought for him and walk to bathroom to hand it over to him.
"Babe, I said blue."
"Happy Birthday baby." I hand him the shirt and his fingers trace around the fabric.
"I love you so much, thank you." Julian's cold wet body hugs mine as he kisses my cheek.
I walk out of the room and let him have his time.
Just as he arrives out of the bathroom, I am drooling by the man in front of me.
The shirt was just what I thought. Sexy, dominant, slightly tight at the shoulders as it should be, and it suited Julian more than I thought.
"Like what you see?" he smirks.
"Oh! I love what I see." my hands wrap around his neck and he leans in for a kiss.
"I doubt with this dress, we'd be able to get out of this room quicker." Julian's smirk widens.
I know what he meant, that I'm internally killing him but yet I wanted to know what he thinks of it.
"Why so?" I grin.
He looks at my silky forest green gown that covers me from top to bottom, with the top covered with lace and the bottom left plain.
"It's because you look so sexy and it's tempting to do a lot of things to you."
He looks at me, holding my waist as we stay in that position for quite some time.
"What things?" I ask not out of curiosity.
His thumb and his index finger hold my chin and make my eyes look into his.
"Baby if we start, it will probably end by midnight and I don't want to keep people waiting you know. Let's go." Julian gives me a peck on the cheek and then grabs his coat.
I collect myself for the last time, looking myself in the mirror, I grab my purse and link my arms with Julian. We walk down to the dinner hall.
While everyone was being served wine, Julian got plenty of wishes and a lot of compliments about the shirt that made me happy. A few of his friends had joined and he was sitting with them but not once did he leave my side, until his friends pulled him to the dance floor.
I was sitting alone looking at him enjoying my sight as he enjoys himself.
I'm so happy for him
His mother Amanda sits on Julian's seat, smiling at him, "It's been quite the while, and I've seen Julian this happy."
I smile at her. "You know he was a workaholic at first, never used to attend parties or used to rarely come for family functions. Always had a fuss of not wanting to come and always used to make excuses. Now, I see him as a very different man when he's with you, Amelia. He talks about you a lot. I feel like you've become like a daughter to us by the way you've bonded with Julian and Jane."
The way Amanda had put it, made me slightly emotional. She is a beautiful and amazing mother and the happiness for her children is all she ever wants.
The toasts come in, and the hall is filled with a crowd of family and friends. Julian separates himself from the crowd and stands in front of them.
His father clinks his glass by saying, "A very good evening everyone, we are gathered her to celebrate the 27th birthday of Julian Vincente. My son, I watched you grow from a toddler to a young mature bachelor. With maintaining our company and being a good gentleman in general, I am proud of the person you've become. God bless you and I wish you the best for the many years to come. Cheers."
"Thanks Dad." Julian smiles as he clinks his glass with his dad's.
Julian begins, "First of all I would like to thank everyone for coming today and celebrating this occasion with me and also for joining us for my beautiful sister Jane's marriage with Gabriel. I am grateful for all of you and I'm beyond grateful for one more person in the crowd today. My magnificent and gorgeous girlfriend, I love you and thank you for everything you've done for me. Your presence and your heart has made me a better man. I toast this evening to you as well as my family. Cheers."
I clunk glasses with Julian, his parents and mine and had consumed the sip of the bitter wine that flowed in my throat and chilled my cheekbones.
The night was followed by the cutting of the cake and dinner and more alcohol.
This was the day that me and Julian drank like there was no tomorrow.
We were too drunk that it took us 15 minutes to reach back to our hotel room.
Opening the door, "Am I drunk?" I asked
"No, am I drunk?" He asked.
"No" and then we laughed, like we had cracked some or the other joke. "Thank you for today, babes, best fucking night ever."
"I didn't do anything." Said I
"Liar liar, pants on fire." he sang.
"Currently you're on fire Mr. Vincente." I chuckled.
"So are you, my darling." Julian swiped his fingers on my lips, rubbing the lipstick that stained my lips. His touch made me squirm and it tore me apart when he kissed me. He kissed me like there was no tomorrow. Julian's kiss was hungry, passionate, dominating like he wanted me, everything of me.
"Would you want to-" before him asking I said, "I want to but what about the deal we made?"
"Fuck the deal babe". Julian spat.

He takes off his shirt and pants, and I take off my dress. Both of us are competed naked in front of each other.
"Damn! You're beautiful as fuck Amy, do you know how long I've been wanting to do this." He cups my cheek and kisses me.
"Show me." The two words left my mouth and I was flipped. Julian's hands tickled down my spine as he ripped the packet of the condom and pushed himself in me.
He is worshiping every inch of my body and soul with those sinful lips.
He loves me like I am his once upon a time and ever after. Like I am his sun and the moon. Like I am his air, his life. That without our connection he shall die.
The pleasure oozed out with every thrust of Julian as he made me his.
My moans were uncontrollable, tugging onto the sheets. Julian flipped me back so I could face him. His cock pulses into my entrance as he continues thrusting in me. His forehead touches mine, our breathing uneven, fluctuating heart rates, and sweat and tears streaming it's way down through pleasure.
My moans gradually became louder with every time Julian made me cum.
The moment we climaxed together, our bodies were sweated and exhausted, worned out. Our alcoholic mouths consumed each other for one last time for the night until we showered and fell asleep in each other's arms.
"This was the best night of my life." Julian kisses my forehead and falls asleep.