After Paradise: Book Two • jb

Chapter 11

Today's chapter sneak-peek: What is Justin getting himself into... poor Diana.

Also, I decided to update earlier, so don't I deserve lots of comments on this chapter for that? Spam me babies. 

//

"I need a few moments with you, only." I pleaded Diana's mother Jenny, over the phone. I had to use Diana's phone since she had blocked my number on hers. I don't think she realised that I change phone number more often than she probably changes clothes, it seemed like anyway. "It's all I need."

"And for what? To beg us to stop wanting to sabotage you and my daughter's relationship? Because it is not going to work." She harshly spat back, leaving me with a not-so-tasteful aroma in my mouth. "We don't want you near our daughter-"

"I want to arrange a meeting. It is not to beg you to stop involving yourself, it is strictly business and I have a feeling you are going to like what I have to offer." I interrupted her, I've had enough of her bullshit talk about Diana and I. We are good, she needed to realise. But with Diana being pregnant, there were a few things I had to take care of before I could call this officially safe. "If you are in, I could have a car to pick you and Scott up at a fitting time for you. I'll clear my schedule."

"Well that is thoughtful of you," Jenny hesitated before I heard her take a gulp of something and then finally gave me the answer I was waiting for, "You have our attention."

"Today?"

"If that's what's best for you, then that's okay." It seemed to take everything in her to actually listen to me, be somewhat nice to me during this phone conversation. I realised the only reason her mood changed was because I told her I had an offer, and that only meant one thing to her. Not because I would say she's lying either. 

I bit my lip, "Thank you. You are not going to regret this."

"I surely hope I won't." Her voice turned sterned again before I heard the first beep, meaning she had hung up on me. I wasn't too surprised and instead of grumbling about it, I texted Scooter and told him to send the details to Diana's mother's number.

I was determined that this would all work out perfectly fine and that I would have no worries afterwards. It should not be too much for them to accept, it will barely make a difference. Plus, it is already technically happening. All they need to do is get some papers off the way and we're clear to go.

"Justin?" I turned my head around at the sound of Diana's voice, quickly hiding her phone in my pocket and focusing on mine instead. "Have you seen my iPhone? I think I put it somewhere but this house is so big, I can barely find my way to the bedroom."

"I can help you find that way," I teased and walked up to her. My hand snuck around her waist, which made her squeal happily and kiss me quickly. I hummed for more which she gave me without hesitating. "You want me to help you find it?"

"My phone or the bedroom?" She laughed.

I shrugged with a smirk, "How about both?"

"How about no?" She giggled, "though, I really need my phone."

I stared at her as she started to search around the living room for it. Quietly, I picked it out of my pocket and put it on the table visible for her to see it. It took her a few moments before she mumbled something about already looking there but thankfully it didn't bother her too much as she had already forgotten all about it a few seconds later.

It had been four days since she moved in with me. Four amazing days of waking up next to her, making her breakfast and seeing how happy she was whenever she was around me. I was absolutely thrilled to have her here with me and any doubt I had about us moving in was long gone. She had been perfect, almost too perfect.