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-Rose Dern-

I stared intensely at Eri who had suddenly turned pale, clutching harder to the bedsheet.

One might think I was being mean, but I loved Eri more than anything in the world and for as long as June was out there, Eri wasn't safe.

Three times! Three times she'd almost died. It was a miracle she was still alive.

If she died, it would be too much to handle. I wouldn't be able to move on. Eri's a sister not just a friend and I just can't lose her.

“Eri—”

“No.” She cut me off sharply.

“No?” I sighed. I knew this wasn't going to be easy.

She stared at me, her gaze softening which warmed my heart. “I understand why you're saying this, it's because you care.”

“Yes and—”

“But you should know that as much as I love you two, I'm also in love with Don and can't spend the rest of my life away from him.”

I bit my lower lip, trying to calm my hurt.

Obviously I knew she loved Don, but June loved him more and would do anything to get him.

“But what if you don't get to live ti—”

I only remembered Suzy was beside me when her hand landed on mine. “You're scared, that's it.”

“Yes.” Eri added. “Put yourself in my shoes. How'd you feel if I told you to spend the rest of your life away from Darien.”

That made the color rise to my cheeks and I had to look away.

Why did that always happen whenever the thought of Darien crossed my mind?

He was really hot and apparently he was my boyfriend.

What Eri said registered in me. She was right, I couldn't live without Darien and maybe that was how she felt.

“I'm sorry, I was just—”

Her hand found my second hand, cupping it. “It's okay, I understand.”

“Just stay safe.”

“Yes, I will.” There was silence for a minute or two.

Till Suzy said. “So, would you tell us more about what's happening between you and Darien?”

Again, I hid my blushing face.

***
My heart was throbbing just as I opened the door.

This man was my boyfriend, yet I could never stop feeling nervous whenever I entered the office.

Apparently, a lot of workers had been questioning our relationship but neither had had the courage to confront me or anything.

I closed the door gently when I was in.

There stood the figure buried in the paperwork he was doing.

Gosh, he was so handsome. He made my heart melt just by staring at him. I could stare at him my whole life.

He rose his head to stare at me, who was still standing by the door. My heart skipped a bit as our gaze locked.

A smile appeared on his lips, and he stood up, ambling towards me. “Hi beautiful.”

Each step he took closer to me stole my breath.

I couldn't hold his gaze anymore so I stared at my blue heel.

I felt his presence a few inches from me as his index finger and thumb landed on my chin, pulling it so I was forced to face him.

“I love seeing your face early in the morning.” Then his lips met mine.

Although the kiss wasn't long, I still felt his lips on mine after he'd pulled apart.

His hands found their way round my waist, running a snake of desire down my spine. I smiled at him.

He cleared his throat, his expression suddenly getting serious.

“Is there a problem?” I asked in a low tone when he didn't say anything.

My hands pulled to his cheek, cupping them though I had no idea how that happened. “What's wrong?”

He sighed. “Well, I'd be going on a business trip to Canada.”

I held the fear that gripped me. “How long would you be gone?” I used all effort to not let those words come out shaky.

I also steadied my hands to not fail me while they lay on his cheeks.

“About two months.”

Two months? Whoa two months without him. That would be like two months without breathing.

“Uh…” my voice had failed me.

“Well, you'd be coming with me as my secretary.”

“Co…” relief flowed through me. I would not only be going to another country, but I'd stay with him in that other country for two months.

Suddenly two months felt so short.

I smiled. “That's really nice.”

Replacing my hands around his neck, I stood on my tiptoes, pressing my lips against his.

He chuckled softly, which made me realize there was more.

“Is there something else you have to say?” I asked, slightly worried.

“Ah, I don't want this to seem like I'm rushing our relationship. I mean we've not even dated up to two weeks and like—” he was just speaking and that made me realize he had something serious to tell me.

“Just tell me, I'm sure I'll understand.” I gave him a reassuring smile though my mind was traveling a billion miles away.

“Well, my parents live in Canada and since we're going there, I thought we could just stop by to say hi. They've been meaning to meet you.”

What?! Parent meeting?! Oh no, what do I know about that? What if they don't like me? What if I say the wrong words?

“We don't have to go if you don't want to.” I heard the edge to disappointment in his tone and I just couldn't hurt him.

“No, I do want to meet them.” I mean how hard can it be, right?

He smiled. “I love you.” His lips touched mine for only a second before he pulled apart.

“Why don't we get to work?” He headed to his desk.

“Okay, I'll just get my stuff from my office.” Then, I was heading to my office though my mind couldn't stop the thought of meeting his parents.

What would I do if they didn't like me?

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