I told you their story wasn't over.
The couples consisting of Niall and Lyndsey, Harry and Sara, and Liam and Jiselle are all married. Their lives are changing from when their stories first began. They must learn how to operate as one within their...
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Jiselle woke up in her underwear and Liam's shirt, with a terrible headache so she headed downstairs where she found a complete mess in her kitchen. There were wine glasses and bottles everywhere from the night before. She couldn't handle the mess with her headache but she picked up a glass of wine anyway and took a sip while she looked out her windows. It was so bright outside that it took Jiselle a couple of seconds to adjust.
"Huh, another beautiful day." I breathed.
She heard footsteps coming from behind her so she took another sip of wine before lowering the glass.
"Topolino, are you ready for your dinner?"
"I'm hungry but I don't know if I want dog food," Liam chuckled.
He had finally woken up. He gently placed his lips on my shoulder while his hand rested on the side of my thigh so I placed my right hand gently on the back of his head. His touch made me so weak.
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"Good morning," Liam whispered.
"A good morning indeed," I smiled. "Did you sleep well?"
Liam smiled and replied, "You and I both know that I didn't really sleep last night."
My lips crashed onto his, they started moving in sync with each other while I fought for dominance over his tongue. I parted from his lips and smirked. I loved being his wife because I could do anything but more importantly, I could get away with everything. I grabbed the wine glasses from the counter and loaded them into the dishwasher. I recycled the wine bottles and wiped down the counter. Liam sat down at the counter and asked, "So where's my breakfast?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"What? I just want my wife's cooking."
I rolled my eyes and caved in.
"Alright, let me go upstairs to get dressed, then I'll make you breakfast," I explained.
"No!" Liam shouted. "I want you to make me breakfast wearing that."
I looked down at my lingerie and Liam's shirt that I was wearing. I was catching onto his game. He didn't want me to make him pancakes so he could eat them for breakfast. Instead, he wanted to see me walk around the kitchen dressed in nothing but my underwear. I slowly approached Liam in the most seductive way. As I got closer, he leaned back in the chair and watched as I moved my hands up and down my body.
"You want this?" I asked.
Liam nodded his head, as he looked at me like a snack. I placed my hand on his chest and slowly slid it down his chest until I reached the bottom of his shirt. I pulled it up, over his head, and threw it on the floor.
"Well then, if you get this then I get this," I said, referring to his muscular body.
