Chapter Four: A second night
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"So it's best you run and never look back.”
My home training and every restraint within me elapse. “ it was you?"
" I'm hurt you didn't recognize me," he spoke softly. His voice rang a dangerous note in my head, and between my legs.
" I understand it's the terms of the business," he glanced down at my boobs, lips tilted by the side. " I suggest you run along..."
" What if I don't want to?" I blurted and slapped my mouth. I averted my gaze. Ethan is right in front of me on the driver's seat. I try to withdraw, but he pans my head back to him.
" Is that a yes to a second night," his breath brushed my face. I feel his restraints waning. His hands trembles. My chest rose and fell in sync with his. In a hot flash, he pressed a button, sealing us away from the driver.
His lips smashed against mine. His fingers hurriedly tugged at my bra and flung it aside.
" Aaron," his name escaped my lips.
He paused, right over me, with eyes searching mine in an enthralling way. I fell for those blue eyes soaking wet below.
He took too long. So long that I guided his hands back on my body. " You can't stop." My voice cracked.
" Yes ma'am," he said and slipped his hands under my blouse, cupping my boobs. I gasped his name again. Wetting up for him in ways I couldn't control.
When he finally slid in, panting over me, I screamed his name. Ignoring the pain of the initial thrust, I grabbed his ass, pressing him back inside.
I want to savour this moment. Every part of him. If I don't get another chance, this is the memory I plan to keep.
His lips mouthed my n*****s. He nibbled and bit me.
I should have backed away. But my arms voluntarily rounded his head begging for more.
The car swerved in the heat of his passion. I was straddling him in no time. Eyes locked onto mine, he thrust from below, hands on my ass, lips apart.
I felt a pull out of this world. Nothing else mattered. The rhythm of our hearts. Our body. " Oh Aaron..." I pushed back his chest, longing to wet my lips with his.
He didn't hesitate. It felt like he heard my thoughts. Sealing my lips, his left hand rubbed the ring of my breast. And below, he didn't break away for a moment.
Drenched in the heat of our bodies, our body entangled at the end.
" We are here," I said to him. His brows knitted in a frown. Of course, Ethan knows my house, and I know that's what he must be wondering right now.
"I will come for you," I heard him say.
I waited for him to leave before finding my way to Lisa's home. I know what awaits me in my foster home. There's no way I'm going in there.
Humming a song in my mind, I quickened my pace. Arriving Lisa's home, I met her arguing with her parents.
“ You have no right to choose a husband for me. You two don't have that right.”
“ Lisa, our decision is final. This is a sacrifice you should make for our family.”
“ Sacrifice? Oh, so I'm your lamb of sacrifice now?” She shrieked and pushed down one of her parent's imported vase.
“ Lisa,” I tried to intervene. She raised her hand, halting my steps.
“ If you really want to help me, let my parents adopt you so you can take my place. As long as you are a Hawcroft, you're suitable for the proposal.” She said and dashed inside with tears stung eyes.
I didn't take it seriously. Her parents are well off, and the kind of family that are careful of mixing up. “ No way!” I pushed it off my head, but when I turned to apologize on her behalf, they had their eyes glued on me, lips pursed with contemplating look.
“ I will go and talk to her.”
“ Ehh…yeah about that, Lisa did mention that you're a foster kid. Right?”
I nodded.
They shared a glance. Her mother closed in and took my hand. “ Would you like to be our daughter?”
“ No way!” I blurted.
“ I mean, no way you would want me.”
The dazed look on their faces quickly transited into a starry smile.
The next day, I signed the adoption document. A day before I would begin my college journey, I was at the city hall waiting for my groom-to-be.
After ages, a black sedan pulled up in front of the registry.
“ Too classy,” I thought and looked away, expecting some other vehicle to pull up with my groom inside.
“ Hang on in there,” Lisa encouraged me, wearing a grateful smile. But it suddenly faltered. I followed her train of sight to a young man in a black tailored suit. Another stepped out, and yet another before the last person left the car. All in the same suit.
Ethan?!
“ Sorry we are late,” one of them said, hurrying towards us. I'm not sure which one of them is the groom since they're all in the same suit, but my throat had dried up upon seeing him.
He walked up to me, wearing a thin smile.
I gulped, with nothing but the veil between us.
“ Thank you for accepting the proposal on such short notice. I assure you that you won't regret it.”
I think I am regretting already. There's no way he's the groom!
Goodness! Not after everything that has happened in the past few days.
" Nicki, meet Ethan Ross Devinsky."
I shot a glare at Lisa, and back at him. " Ethan is a Devinsky?"
I bit my lower lip, and stepped aside for him to greet my new parents. Lisa took the opportunity and stole me away inside.
“ Quick, let's exchange our clothes.”
My lips parted. “ What?”
“ What are you waiting for? This is my wedding after all. You're just a step-in remember?”
" How could I have known that he's a Devinsky? He proposed through his parents! Come on, take off the dress," she rasped.
My breath caught in my throat, I felt my heart cave. Without waiting for a response from me, she unzipped my dress and forced it off me. “ Good thing we are the same size.” She plastered a fake smile.
“ You should leave. I don't want anyone to notice that we switched places.”
I was still processing what had just happened when her parents rushed in and met us switched. She didn't wait to offer any explanation before darting off.
“ What happened?”
“ She changed her mind,” I flatly replied. Her parents sighed and shook their heads.
“ Sorry about that, Nicki. Anyway, you are still getting married today.” They announced.
“ To whom?” I squinted my eyes in surprise. “ Are there two grooms?”
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