Adopted By One Direction

Chapter 28: Distractions

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[Annabelle’s POV]

I know I’m supposed to be focusing.

I know I’m supposed to have all of my attention on him.

When your boyfriend….sorry husband takes you to Paris on a honeymoon you are supposed to focus on him. You are supposed to adore him, and find all sorts of sexy ways to thank him for coming up with such a romantic surprise.

Even more so if your husband happens to be a gorgeous member of a bestselling pop band.

So why was my mind still stuck at home?

“Anna Banana?” Liam asked shaking me from my thoughts. “I asked if you were hungry. Do you want me to order breakfast from room service.”

“Hmm,” I mumbled still looking out the French doors of our hotel suite. It was quite gorgeous here. “I’m not really hungry.”

“Okay,” he sighed walking up behind me and hugging me. He rested his head on my shoulder as he took in the scenery of downtown Paris with me. I had always loved the beauty of Paris, but I was afraid my mind just wouldn’t settle. “Where is your mind at?”

“I’m just admiring the scenery,” I replied a little creeped out that he could read me so well. Wasn’t a woman allowed a few private thoughts? “It’s very beautiful.”

“Annabelle,” Liam said in that gruff no nonsense voice of his. “I’m not an idiot. Tell me what you are thinking about.” I sighed and spent a few more minutes staring out at the sky. I’m supposed to be enjoying this trip right?

“I’m worried about her,” I replied turning to face him. “I know she has Louis and El and the guys and even Perrie, but I’m still worried about her.”

“You are spending our honeymoon thinking about Angelica?” I could tell from his annoyed look that my answer was not what he expected. “You have been distracted and half ignoring me all week because of Angelica?”

“Forgive me for caring Liam,” I pouted flouncing over to the bed suddenly upset I was wearing my silky nightgown and robe just for him when he was making fun of me. “Nice to see you care about a child who needs all of us right now. What if we have kids in the future? Will you just expect me to forget about them if we ever go on vacation?!”

“Anna Banana stop getting mad,” Liam replied turning to face me with an exasperated look. “Listen to your own words. She has the guys and El and Perrie. She will be fine while we are here in Paris.”

“I guess you are right,” I pouted picking at the cuticle on my thumbnail. “I just—she’s important to me. I want her to be happy.”

“I know sweetie,” Liam replied as he walked over to the bed pushing me back into the mattress as he hovered above me. “She wants the same for you.” He kissed that spot on my collarbone that always makes me swoon. “She wants you to be happy.” Did he just nibble my earlobe? “And what would make you happy as well as myself is if you would relax. And enjoy our time here.” There was that collarbone spot again. “And I promise if we do have kids in the future then I will let you worry about them on every vacation. Okay?”

“You want kids?” I asked my mind suddenly flush with all the possibilities. Could you imagine a group of kids with Liam’s gorgeous eyes? Or his dimples? My body warmed at the thought.

“I kind of thought it was obvious considering how I’m pinning you to this bed,” he chuckled. Lord, I could live on that chuckle alone.

“I thought maybe you were admiring my nightgown,” I teased as he pulled a shoulder strap down.