Emma’s POV“Guys, can I come in?” I asked as I knocked on Sammy and Ryan’s room door.“Hold on a second,” Ryan responded, then came over to open the door and let me in. “Hey, what’s up?” he asked.“Not much,” I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m just bored”.“Where’s Liam?” Ryan asked.“I don’t know. Probably in his room or something,” I answered as I made my way over to their bed where Sammy was lying down. “Hi,” I purred as I got under the covers and tried to force my way into her arms.“Hi,” she laughed, then wrapped her arms around me. “How are you?”“Full,” I responded. “I just finished snacking on some Doritos and Cheetos.“Girl, if you were hungry why didn’t you just say so, so we could get something to eat?” she asked, looking down at me.“I wasn’t hungry,” I responded.“Of course, you weren’t,” she rolled her eyes.“Anyway, what’s the plan for today? I’ve rested, and now I’m ready to be active,” I said, looking between her and Ryan.“If you had looked through the itinerary I sent yo
Emma’s POV“Can I borrow some sunscreen?” Sammy asked as we pulled out our beach towels to lay down on the sand. “I forgot mine back at the hotel”. “Sure thing,” I responded, then pulled out the sunscreen from my bag and handed it to her. “Thank you”. “You’re welcome,” I replied. She applied the sunscreen, then I applied it after her, and then we laid down next to each other while Ryan laid down next to her. “Why was it that Liam said he wasn’t going to be able to join us?” she asked as she looked over to me. “He’s working,” I responded as I pulled out my novel from my bag. “Really? You’re going to read right now?” she asked, eyeing me. “Why not?” I shrugged my shoulders. “Anyway, why’s Liam working today? Isn’t today Saturday or do I have my days mixed up?” she asked. “Oh no, it’s Saturday alright. He said something about the caliber of people he works with, that he has to make himself available for meetings based on their schedules, and blah blah. I wasn’t really intereste
Emma’s POVI was honestly shocked by the statement. “Except you’re not single, and I just overstepped my boundaries,” he said, laughing in a way that indicated he was embarrassed. It actually took me a minute to understand why he even had to ask that in the first place, then I realized I had left my wedding ring back at my hotel room. I didn’t want to wear it near the water in the fear of losing it, so I took it off as I changed. I looked down at my empty ring finger for a few seconds, deciding whether I wanted to tell this fine man in front of me that I was actually married, even though the marriage wasn’t real. Of course, I couldn’t tell him that part and I didn’t want to chase him away either by being vague and simply saying, ‘I’m married,’ so I just decided against telling him in general. “I’m single,” I smiled. “And I’d love to go out to dinner with you tonight,” I added. “Amazing,” he grinned. “Where are you staying at? I’m over there,” he pointed to the hotel that was righ
Emma’s POV“Emma, open up,” Sammy called out from behind my room door. “Hold on,” I said as I slipped on my bra and then went over to open the door. “You’re getting ready already? So soon?” she asked as we walked into the room together.“It’s 7:04 p.m., Sammy,” I replied to her with a straight face. “What’s so early about that?” I asked. “Sorry, you’re right,” she said, raising her hands in surrender. “I didn’t mean to offend you or anything”. I let out a deep sigh.“You didn’t offend me, Sammy. It’s that boyfriend of yours that’s getting on my nerves. I just don’t get why he has to act that way towards Tony. The poor guy didn’t deserve that. He did nothing wrong”. “You’re right. I get you and trust me; I already spoke to Ryan about his behavior, so be expecting an apology from him soon. However, looking at things from Ryan’s perspective,” she said, then paused.She paused because I shot her a look. “Relax. I’m not saying he was right, but there’s no denying the fact that he onl
Emma’s POV“Wow,” Tony breathed out. “Gorgeous,” he smiled. “Thank you,” I said, blushing. “You’re welcome. These are for you,” he said, then brought his hand out from behind him.He had a bouquet of pink roses in his hand and not a small bouquet, but a big one. Gosh. This man!“Oh my God. I don’t know what to say,” I said in astonishment as I walked closer to him and took the bouquet out of his hand. “They’re amazing”. I took them up to my nose and sniffed them. They smelt amazing. “My goodness. They smell even better than they look. How’s that even possible?”“The lady at the flower shop said they were scented. I didn’t know exactly what that meant, but I’m glad you like them,” he smiled. “You do like them, right?”“I love them. Trust me. Pink roses are my favorite flowers. How did you know to get these?” I asked. “I don’t know,” he shrugged his shoulders. “When I got to the shop I was just inclined to get these, and I’m happy I did”. “Thank you so much. You’re a darling,” I s
Emma’s POV“You’re what?” Tony asked, nearly spitting his water back into his cup.“I’m married,” I repeated. His smile dropped. It was the first time since this evening, since we met on the beach, actually since I wasn’t seeing his pretty set of teeth. Damn. I’ve really messed up. “I don’t understand, though. You’re not even wearing a ring”. Well, that was expected. “Yeah I know,” I said, nervously. “So let me explain,” I continued, my voice trailing off. “I’m listening,” he replied, leaning back in his seat and folding his arms across his chest, revealing his bulging muscles through the semi-tight dress shirt he was wearing. I ripped my eyes away from the sight and took a deep breath while closing my eyes. I opened my eyes again and noticed Tony staring at me meticulously, trying to figure me out without me saying anything. Honestly, the way he stared at me made me feel quite uneasy, so I began shifting in my seat, and he clearly noticed because he mumbled a ‘sorry,’ befor
Emma’s POVI took a deep breath and then faced him.“Okay. Can you promise not to interrupt though? Not until I’m completely done talking and I ask you to speak. It’ll make things easier for me,” I said.“Fine,” he nodded. “No problem”.“Alright. So, here it goes. As you already observed, I may not be wearing my wedding ring right now,” I started and held my left hand to show my empty ring finger, then put it back down. “But that doesn’t dispute the fact that I’m married. His name’s Liam and he’s actually on this trip with Sammy, Ryan, and I”.“He’s here?!” Tony exclaimed.I sighed.“Please, Tony,” I pleaded.“Sorry,” he sighed. “Continue”.“Thanks. So as I was saying, yes, Liam is here on this trip with us. Remember I said this trip is basically only happening because of my birthday on Monday. Well, that’s exactly why Liam is here. I initially didn’t want him to come along, but Ryan convinced me to let him come. Now, the thing with Liam and I’s marriage is that it’s not the conventio
Liam’s POV“Hey, man,” I greeted Ryan as he let me into his room. “What’s up, dude?” he asked as he dabbed me up. “You’ve been in your room for the longest. I was beginning to think you had infused with the room or something”. I took a deep breath as I sat down on the couch next to his bed. “Today’s just been so hectic, man. Jumping from meeting to meeting on a fucking Saturday. As much as I love being a lawyer, some of my clients can be the biggest pricks. Like, how does it even make sense to draw up meetings on the damn weekend? They act like they own the world and if I don’t comply then I’ve got to face my father’s music,” I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. “I’m just tired, man”. “I feel you. Sorry about that. Tomorrow’s Sunday though, so I suggest you just shut yourself off from the work world. Disconnect. If anyone calls, don’t pick it up and let them know the next day that you were having trouble connecting. Simple,” Ryan suggested. “Yeah, I get that. That’s definite
Emma’s POV“What do you mean?” Liam asked me again, in a smaller tone this time. Honestly, my heart broke at how heartbroken he sounded by my words, but let’s be real, this marriage of ours isn’t an ideal one for anybody at all, and I do actually love him and want to be with him, so why not just come clean about exactly how I feel now?“Liam,” I took a deep breath and turned back around to face him, grabbing his hand in mine. “I love you and that much is real, but let’s be true to ourselves right now, this marriage isn’t real, and I need you to recognize that. Maybe it’s because I was the one who was forced into the marriage, so I recognize it all the time”. “And what makes you think that I wasn’t forced into this marriage too?” he asked, visibly upset now as he pulled his hand out of mine. “You think I wanted to have to settle down at the time that I did, let alone get married?”“Oh,” I responded in a low tone. “You really think that this marriage was on the top of my bucket list
Emma’s POV“And that right there is your baby’s bead,” my OBGYN said as she pointed out what looked like a small rock on the screen of the ultrasound machine. “Perfection,” Liam gushed. Yeah, that’s right, I told Liam everything. Three months ago, Liam and I had a lengthy talk about my being pregnant and what that meant for us. As expected, even though I had a lot of doubt in my mind, he was in full support of me, willing to ensure I was okay and that everything about the pregnancy went smoothly. If I’m being honest, I don’t think I’ve ever seen any man as excited to have a child as Liam was that night. Now, with about two ultrasounds out of the way, he and I are finally starting to see our baby take proper shape and, judging from his expression as he stared hard at the screen while the doctor spoke, I think it was safe to say that he was most definitely more excited than I was. If I’m being honest, it’s so crazy. Because this was a man who first presented himself to me as this st
Emma’s POV“Is this seriously something that you’re considering, Emma?” Sammy asked again as she let me out of her grasp. This time, her tone was filled with disappointment. “I can’t believe this”. “Are you seriously judging me right now, Sammy?” I asked in disbelief. “Yes I am,” she answered with a straight face. “If I wasn’t judging you right now, then I would be the worst friend, but that’s not me, Emma. I’ve known you for far too long to believe that getting rid of this pregnancy is something you really think is the right thing to do. Hell, I want to believe that you’ve known me for far too long to even think I’d support you wholeheartedly if you made a decision like this”. “Wow, Sammy,” I chuckled dryly. “You know what, Emma,” she hissed. “Keep up whatever act this is that you’re putting up for as long as you want, but deep down, you know that what I’m saying is the truth. This isn’t a pregnancy that came from a one-night stand that we’re talking about, Emma. This is somethi
Emma’s POV“Sweetie, are you okay?” Sammy asked me as she continuously ran her fingers through my hair while I lay down on the couch in her living room, my head on her lap, and my arms folded across my chest as I started staring blankly at the TV screen that was off. “Do you want to talk about this?” she asked again a few minutes later after not receiving a response from me following her first question. “I guess you don’t have to say anything right now,” she concluded a minute later, a deep sigh following her statement as she continued her repeated action of trying to calm me down with her fingers as they ran through my hair. While I felt bad about ignoring Sammy’s questions, I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I was too much in a state of shock, sadness, and overall worry to do so. From staring blankly at the TV, my vision eventually shifted back to the coffee table in front of me, though I had tried my best to ignore it, and act as though it wasn’t in the room with us, but I couldn’t
Emma’s POVAs we continued kissing, our lips glided so easily against each other. His lips were soft and wet; and his kisses were deep, long, passionate, and fiery. If I’m being honest, there wasn’t really any single adjective that I could pinpoint to use and describe our kiss at that moment, because this time just felt so much different. To be fair, sexual activities with Liam are usually always fiery and all, but this time, knowing how much emotion he had behind each passionate kiss he gave me, it was way different. “Come here,” he said, lifting me onto his lap in one swift motion. If anyone were to ask how that was possible, to go from lying flat on my back to straddling him in one move, I wouldn’t be able to explain it at all. “I want you,” I moaned into his mouth as our lips continued moving against each other. “You don’t have to tell me twice,” he chuckled, smiling, yet still not backing away from the kiss. A second after that, he stood, lifting me with him, but he hadn’t st
Emma's POVWell, it’s finally over. All the back and forth as regards the funeral ceremony of Mr. Samuel Henderson was finally over and all I can say is that it truly was a rollercoaster of serious emotions, both bad and good. Right now, Liam and I have just got back to our place and one would think we’re fine, but that’s not the case right now. When it was time for Liam to say ‘a few words,’ about his father, those few words weren’t exactly so few, and it was just so crazy because things started well and just spiraled into unexpected sayings. At first, he started by carefully picking his words so as not to say the wrong things, then all of a sudden, it was as though he got filled with this rage that he’d been suppressing and couldn’t hold back any longer. He started talking about the things his dad did to him when he was younger, like how he basically guilt-tripped Liam into becoming a lawyer just like him, how he and Maria didn’t make Liam necessarily feel loved even though Maria t
Emma’s POVThe long-awaited day was finally here. Today, we hold the funeral for Mr. Henderson, and let’s just say that tension so far has been high. While Liam and I got ready for the day at home, it was so clear that he was tensed up, even though he didn’t say anything about it. We barely spoke, his frame was rigid, and he just kept on doing things wrongly because his mind was obviously focused on somewhere else. For instance, he wanted to make coffee and forgot to use a coffee filter. When he eventually got that right, he proceeded to pull out a glass cup from the cupboard and pour the coffee into it, talking about how both cups were next to each other and he ‘accidentally’ picked the wrong one. Mind you, the coffee cups are kept in an entirely different cupboard. Thankfully, he realized his mistake almost immediately and poured the coffee into an actual mug, so the glass cup didn’t explode or anything. It was currently five minutes past ten in the morning, meaning we had fifty-f
Liam’s POV“Hey, mum,” I greeted my mother with a hug as Emma and I walked into the living room of the house. “How are you doing?” I asked when I let go of her. “As good as can be,” she answered with a small, sad smile. “Hi, darling,” she greeted Emma, pulling her in for a brief hug. “Hope you slept well?” she asked her with a hint of worry in her tone. “I’m fine, Maria,” Emma answered with a small smile. “Sorry I’m late. Liam wanted to come over with me, so I had to wait for him to get ready”. “Oh, that’s fine,” my mum waved off her apology. “To be honest, I didn’t even expect you to be back here so early considering you left here quite late last night. If anything, I was expecting you by afternoon. Regardless, since I have you both here, let’s all go eat breakfast, and then we’ll go round the garden to see the setup. How does that sound?”“Great,” Emma answered. “That’s fine,” I nodded. “Good,” she clasped her hands together and turned around, walking towards the dining room.
Emma’s POVTwo months had gone by since Liam’s dad died, and it was finally time for the funeral service to be held. Left to Maria, the service would’ve been held a month ago, but for some reason, Mr. Henderson specifically stated in his preliminary will that he wanted his funeral to be held two months after his passing. Liam believed he wanted the whole funeral to be big or something and ordered the two-month break to allow time for adequate preparations to be made. Weird, I know. Anyway, for the last two weeks, it’s been back-to-back planning over at the Henderson house. Maria had onboarded me on this because she liked my planning skills, so I took a break from work for three weeks, and I’ve been at the Henderson manor almost every day of that break. It’s been so crazy that I’ve even spent the last two nights sleeping here in Liam’s old room because the planning went late into the night and Maria insisted I sleep over. I didn’t have any more change of clothes at the manor, so I wa