Waiting for you

Chapter 18

Timothy’s p.o.v.

Pulling up on the driveway of the rented house from the newly wed couple. I park on the premises, turning off the engine of the car and buckle off my seatbelt.

Having no attempt to head to the party. I relax my body in my seat, sighing out a long breath, before looking back at Amara with a small smile. She gave me her perfect pearl white smile back.

The most beautiful lady I have met in my lifetime. She is kind, loving, polite, joyful, and the love of my life.

She is the most perfect person to spend my time with in general, but I am definitely grateful for her being at my side tonight.

Surely, I am hoping that Princess will behave, even though I know her better.

It wasn’t easy to tell Amara, but after the stunt Princess pulled, I had to enlighten everything.

Besides my sister, my college roommate Jeffrey, and my therapist, no living soul knew. At least not from me. There were some rumors going around in different sororities, which I nor Princess ever confirmed. Although people close to me noticed that she had taken her distance from me.

Did she have any choice after my serious threats of exposing her to our families.

But I have nothing to real proof what she did, just Jeff who can witness that I was fine and the next moment I was acting totally out of character.

I was absurdly lustful, that I started taking off my clothes without thinking.

My c**k was already standing hard and tall.

It was the remark Princess made that alerted Jeff, who was making a pizza in the kitchen. She hadn’t thought he would be home on a Saturday evening.

“Jeez, that took forever before that pill worked.”, she grinned wickedly. “Finally, I got you. Let me claim my prize, you wouldn’t dare to leave me after this.”

When he entered the living, I was already stroking my c**k, my eyes closed, lost in pleasure and Princess was unclothing herself vividly.

What her exact plan was that night, I haven’t heard that from the source her mouth upon till today, but it definitely had to do with me ending up abused and together with Princess, if Jeff wasn’t in…

“So… Are you going to officially introduce me to your family?”, Amara’s sweet voice suddenly sounded, taking me back of the memory lane thoughts.

Sharpening my throat, pushing back my awful feelings from that night, I nod my head positive smiling.

It might be the best solution to put Princess back in her lane.

“Actually I wanted to introduce you before the wedding, but since we didn’t had the time for that earlier. It will be in a few moments.”

The look in her eyes is giving me relief and happiness. I couldn’t resist kissing her sweet lips.

She is all I need to stay sane and calm. Trying to deepen the kiss, she gently pushed away.

“After all I heard, I know you are stalling time.”, she says with a small smile.

“You are Mr. Timothy Brown and you keep your cool. You always do, Sir.”, she winks at me and whispers the nickname. Then she kisses me lightly on the corner of my lips.

Usually I am, my love, but tonight is a night I have been avoiding for years.

“Shall we, baby?”, I ask her not to raise any suspicion on my worries and knowing that I can’t postpone any longer for my family is waiting.

She nods, clicking the safety button from her seatbelt. Swiftly I get out the car and walk around to her door, where I am just in time to open it for her.

“Always the gentleman.”, she giggles sweetly, before taking my hand to assist her out the vehicle.

Hooking my arm, her arm automatically slides into the crook, her hand resting on my forearm. It's all it takes to give my confidence a boost again.

My love is not mad anymore, she isn’t doubting my relationship, if you can call it that, with Princess any longer.

Amara’s p.o.v.

Meeting Tim’s family is going wonderful. They all accepted me immediately.

Dining and dancing is taking place in the garden. Melody did a stunning job on her wedding theme. The decorations are so well put together.

His mother, Darlene, is absolutely the sweetest adorable woman. She engulfed me in a tight hug after she got to know that I am Timothy’s girlfriend.

His father, Timothy Sr., is a friendly and calm soul, but you can see from whom Tim gets his strict and direct character.

Melody scolded her brother for not informing her earlier about us. She almost blurted out loud that I am his employee, but stopped right in time when Timothy gave her a stern look. She mouthed a sorry, before welcoming me to the family.

The evening went by fast. We ate, danced and then joined his parents and sister in conversation. His brother in law, Michael excused himself to interact with his own family.

“Let’s hope that you can calm the big bad beast that lives in my brother.”, Melody joked giggling, making her big bro scoff.

“You keep your tongue, sis. This is your wedding, you don’t won’t to make it about mine.”, Timothy just stated with a cocky smirk, giving everybody on the table a shock.

“Marriage? You are joking right?”, Darlene exclaimed with surprise.

“I am not, momma. You know that I wouldn’t joke about something as serious as a holy union.”

His father crooks his brow and shakes his head, seemingly not believing what he is hearing.

“Oh, my boy is finally thinking about settling down. Seems likes Amara has already tamed the beast, my dear.”, she smiles at me with an emotion that I can’t place otherwise than pride and joy.

Thank God, it is only direct family at this table, because the glowing blush on my face is growing with every following sentence.

“Why wouldn’t I want to settle with this gorgeous lady?”, Timothy asks tellingly. Making me even blush more, hiding my face down.

“Don’t ever hide that beautiful face from me, Love.”, Timothy says cupping my chin in his fingers, caressing me softly on the cheek with his thumb. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me closer to him on the loveseat that we are sharing.

“Who would have thought, but I am so happy that this day has finally come.”, Darlene shrieks in joy, seeing Timothy’s adoration for me.

“Enough, mother. You are giving Amara a scare to even be family to us.”, Melody says rolling her eyes at her mother’s sentiment.

“Impossible! If Timmy couldn’t scare her, how can I?”, Darlene scoffs at her daughter.

“You can be a handful, mom.”, Melody rolls her eyes again, followed by a playful smirk and both start giggling.

I can see that they have a close relationship, I love that for them. Although from what I understood from Tim, Melody can also declare her mother war when she is ready for battle.

These moments are that I will never experience, I think sadly.

Mom will not be dressing me on my wedding day, dad will not give me away to my husband.

This never really struck me this deep, as this moment, sitting on a wedding. Now that I am being accepted by his family, Timothy who is serious about being married these couple days.

“What is the matter, dear?”, Darlene ask me with concern.

“She already is second-guessing herself, look at her.”, Melody says with a sad voice to her mother.

Quickly I prick away the tear that impends to fall from the corner of my eye and smile brightly.

“No. no, this is all me, sorry for being so sentimental.”, I excuse myself, putting on a smile back on my face without further explanation to them.

Michael came at the right time to steal his wife for a dance. Giving me a good excuse to go to the restroom.

“I will be here waiting on you.”, Timothy says letting me go after kissing my cheek, with a light brush of his lips against it.

Making my way to the toilet, I spot Princess sitting with a glass of wine. Not wanting to give her another glance, I hurry my way to my destination.

Quickly I release my bladder, wash my hands and take my time to touch up my lipstick. I check myself one more time in the mirror and go back the garden.

People are still enjoying the party. The music in the background is played by an DJ.

Melody and Michael look so happy and in love. The way they sweetly glide on the dancefloor in one other’s arms. Too cute.

Approaching closer to the table where Timothy’s parents have been seated almost the entire time being here, I see that more people have joined the table.

An elderly couple, they look friendly. Passing the last people, my eyes take can take in the full table. Slowing my pace, I try to control my emotions once again.

Shock is swiftly replaced with outrage. The nerve of this woman!

Timothy’s face is ice cold, stone appears softer to me at moment.

Princess has taken my place beside Tim. She is sitting close to him, too close to my liking.

This can’t get out of control.

‘Amara, you got this.’, I think taking in a deep breath and slowly exhale.

Assuming the couple are her parents, but most of all for Tim, his parents, his sister’s important day and my own dignity and integrity.

While trying to get control over my breathing, Timothy locks eyes with me. His facial muscles relaxing slightly.

We keep our eye contact till I reach the table, almost as if we are having a silent conversation.

He stands up, smiling brightly at me when I am 2 steps away from the table.

“Love.”, his arms open for me.

How is it possible? All my anger is gone at instant. The only thing I want is to be in his embrace.

He wraps his arm around me, kisses me just under my ear in my neck. Smiling at him, I feel my blush creeping back on my cheeks.

“Mr. and Mrs. Williams, I introduce you to Amara Jones, my happiness and joy in this world.”

Princess scoffs out a disapproving huff.