His warm hard body wrapped around me... His lips on mine and everywhere on my body... I feel him all around me, inside me, and deep into my very soul.
"Dragostea mea..." He whispers in my ear. "Finally. All. Mine."
I smile, knowing that we have an entire life ahead of us...
Together, always.
The soft daylight peeking through the curtains urging me to wake up. I open one eye and then the other.
The cottage. Our home.
My smile grows larger.
Everything is as it should be.
I turn on the bed and pout.
Empty.
Recognizing the scratching sound of familiar paws on the hardwood floor, I relax. Zed jumps on the bed and quietly approaches me for a good morning hug.
Sitting up, I take a moment to look around.
"Good morning, baby boy! Where's your daddy?"
Throwing my legs out of the bed, I notice the large t-shirt I'm wearing. One of Luka's.
With a frown, I remember something about the terrible fire that engulfed the stables last night, but I have no idea how we got back home.
The smile on my face morphs into an expression of worry.
I remember that Rajko was there... Luka and his father were fighting because of me, and then...
Blank...
Just... blank.
Rubbing my forehead, I step into the living room.
It's dark and gloomy, outside. So quiet.
The clock shows almost seven in the morning but it looks like a storm is about to hit us.
Where's Luka?
Suddenly, an image flashes in my mind, shaking me down to my core...
The panic in his eyes... "Luka?"
With a loud gasp and a sob, I stumble forward, reaching for anything to support my suddenly weak legs.
I almost fall over the couch, closing my eyes as flashes of what happened last night hit me like a train wreck...
Luka pulling me into his arms and pushing me down...
Luka covering me with his body as the flaming side of the stable was collapsing on top of us.
"Luka?" I cry out, searching around the small room for him.
But the familiar face that pops up in front of me isn't Luka's.
"Jeremy?"
I shake my head while taking a few steps back. This is all so very wrong.
It's my honeymoon, for God's sake.
"What are you doing here?"
Rubbing his eyes, Jeremy jumps to his feet and walks around the couch to reach me.
"Gaby? Are you okay?"
I bob my head frantically, uncaring about his stupid worry.
"Where's Luka? Is he alright? Is he at the hospital? I need to go to him!"
My back reaches the small kitchen island and Jeremy holds both my arms.
"Gaby... Luka is..."
Jeremy swallows and hesitates to continue.
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Romani Prince
RomanceThe Romani prince crashed into my life with his bad boy looks and reputation, invading my heart with his poetic and passionate soul... And then, he was gone... I close my eyes and sigh. "This feels so good. Here, just like this..." Luka caresses...
