Chapter Three

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"You are my today and always my tomorrow!" Brenda We made it out on the waters fine. I was enjoying all the alone time that I was getting with Aaron. Before we would be with family. Melody kept texting me asking me when we would get there. That she was busting to tell me the good news. But she would wait one more day. Aaron was working on his lap top while we sat on The Brenda while I read a book and was snacking. I kept sneaking glances over at Aaron while he was serious, he looked adorable while he was working. I smile then go back to reading my book. I glance over at him again this time I catch him looking at me at the same time. A handsome smile spreads on his face for me. "How are things going over there?" I ask him. He sighs. "I hate working. But better to get this all done now then to get it done when we get home. I do not want work getting in the way of enjoying our time at home" he mutters. "So many emails" I get up then wander over to his side. I begin to rub his shoulders while he works. "Well you are very successful everyone wants to know you and be a part of your amazing projects. But you can't blame them. Can you?" I ask him. "Have I told you how proud I am of my man?" "No but do tell me again" he teases me. I ruffle his hair. "I am so proud of you. The first time in a long time I saw you was on the cover of a business magazine. Melody had told me you were on it. I could not believe how handsome you had come to be. It made me miss you so much. I actually saved that in my room back home" I admit as my cheeks blush shamelessly. "Really?" he wants to know. He looks pleased. "I was so wrapped up in my work. I lost focus then on all the things that I really wanted. Like a family and a wife. My happily ever after. Then I found you in my life again. I knew I had to keep you in my life. And here we are today" he says as he smiles at me. I lean over kissing his cheek. "Hey, look at this email. It is actually about us. This magazine wants to know about my dating life and how we are getting married" he mutters as he reads his emails. My gut sinks. I did not really care to be in the spotlight. Not like Aaron. I had nearly failed high school and dropped out of college. Here he was a business man with millions, and he had a loser fiancé. How was that going to look for him?? I was going to bring him bad press. I did not want that for him. Maybe I should try to go back to college. Online or something. So, I looked a little bit smarter. I did not want to bring embarrassment upon Aaron's family. • ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ • "Baby what is wrong?" he worries. He glances up at me. Our eyes meet. I force a smile. "I did not want to bring this up. But you are so successful then they are going to find out about me. Everything they can. How I nearly failed high school to dropping out of college. Aaron this might bring bad lighting on you. I do not want to bring you bad press" I worry. He stands up. Then takes me in his arms. "It will not. Who cares if it does? Brenda, I have always wanted you. And never wanted to be with anyone as much I as I want to with you? What are you saying? You don't want to call the wedding off do you?" he worries. I shake my head. "No, I do not. I was just worried" I admit. He kisses me. "Well I am not. This is what I want to. I could care less what the world says" he sternly tells me. I nod. I blink back tears. "I love you so much" I swear to him. He kisses me moaning softly. "I love you too baby" "You do not think that I should take college, again do you? I could online" I say softly. He chuckles. "Do you want to?" he asks me. I shake my head no then smile. "No not really" "Then no" he says. "Do not do anything that you do not want to do. If you want to do that than yes, I am all for it" he points out. He makes me feel ten times better. Rain suddenly splatters on our arm. I glance up at the sky. A storm was coming our way. I feel a chill in the air. Aaron grabs his lap top. I get my book. We head inside the house boat. Right when we do the rain begins to pelt down on the boat. I sit at the kitchen table looking out at the storm. I feel nervous inside. Scared. I hoped we would be okay. The captain comes out to join us. "The storm will not be staying. It will pass in about an hour. Then we can keep going. We will be okay" he tells us before going back to tend to the boat. I bite my lip and look out at the waters. You could see the lighting strike right by the boat. Thrashing the boat back and forth. "Are you okay babe?" Aaron worries over me. He sits next to me. He places his arm around my shoulder. My heart is racing. "I am a little scared" I admit. "No need to be. You heard him. This will be over with soon" Aaron promises me. He kisses me on the lips. "I am Henry the eight I am. Henry the eight I am, I am" he begins to sing. He always used to sing some silly song to me to make me laugh when I was upset or nervous. • ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ • "Aaron stop" I giggle as I swat his shoulder. "Okay how about this one. Last night as I lay on my pillow, last night as I lay on my bed, I stuck my feet out the window in the morning my neighbors' were dead?" he sings. I giggle. Soon the nervousness subsides. "Better?" he asks me. I nod. "A little bit better" I say softly. "With you here that is" He grins. He touches my cheek with his hand. Then leans in kissing me tenderly. "I love you so much" he whispers a reminder. "I love you to Aaron" I say softly. "I can't wait to tell my mom more about the wedding. She was thrilled when we started dating" he says to me. I grin. "I love your parents to" "Mom has already bragged to my family that we are getting married. She thought that I would never settle down" he tells me. "Well you did with the perfect girl for you" I tease. I lean in kissing him on the lips. "Let's get married when we get there" he jokes. "I can't wait to marry you" I giggle again. "Oh, Aaron good things come to those who wait!" I remind him. "We will have the most beautiful wedding" "Yes, we sure will. With all our family at our side. It will all be perfect" he agrees. I hoped this storm would die down soon. It was making me nervous. I admit it. But the more Aaron talked about the wedding it distracted my thoughts from the storm outside. He probably knew he was doing just that. He always knew how to make me feel better. That was one of the reasons why I love him. • ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •• ❤︎ •
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