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******I removed my heels and put on my slippers and went to sit with James who was unwrapping the food.
"You shouldn't have ordered that." I gestured towards the wine bottle.
"Why?" He raised his brows in confusion.
"Because I don't drink and when you drink...only God knows the consequences." I rolled my eyes.
"I could drink a whole bottle without getting tipsy like you do after a shot." He challenged.
"Oh yes I have experienced that many times." I laughed sarcastically.
He narrowed his eyes.
"I am not going to drink more than... a glass." He assured me.
"Okay now let's eat. I am hungry." I said and started eating with him.
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"What were you wanted to ask?" I remembered about the serious talk he mentioned at the office.
He looked at me in confusion then it changed into a serious one.
"Yes. I wanted to talk about our marriage." He said and stop eating.
"You can eat and talk." I averted my eyes from him and keep my eyes on my food.
"I am done." He declared.
I can't resume the eating right?
"I think.. I am done too."
It will be uncomfortable to eat when he will sit idly and look at me.
"I don't think so." He chuckled.
"Shut up. I am done. I am going to keep all these in the refrigerator." I picked up the leftovers and kept them in the refrigerator.
I came back from the kitchen and saw him keeping his coat on the chair and made him comfortable on the couch.
Is he planning to stay?
"Want a sip?" He asked me while pouring the wine in a glass.
"No. Thank you." I smiled.
I went to sit beside him on the couch.
He was looking at me while sipping his drink.
"Have you decided the dates for our marriage?" He asked suddenly.
I looked at him with a blank emotion.
"Dates?" I asked.
"Yes dates. Because you see we can't be living our whole life like this." He gestured between us.
He is right..but when should I marry him?
Should I marry him?
Shut up Liz!
"Are you here?" He asked searching for my eyes.
"Umm..yeah..I was thinking." He nodded but didn't say anything.
He kept the glass with a thud and I jumped a little at the sudden noise.
"You can keep it in a gentle way." I looked at the glass slab on the table.
"You cracked it." my eyes widen, then he too looked at it.
"Strong glass." He examined the glass in his hand.
I rolled my eyes at it.
I stood up and corned the small table from infront of him.
Because we have a child at home right now and he could get hurt by that cracked glass.
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Claimed By Him With Love
RomanceSequel of "Claimed By Him Without Love" "Do you Mr. James Ashton, take Miss Liza Miller to be your wedded wife, to cherish in love and in friendship, in strength and in weakness, in success and in disappointment, to love her faithfully, today, tomor...