THE NIGHT COUPLE
It's that spectacular day that the world is about to learn about the sweetest love that ever subsisted. A love that crossed all boundaries and everything to flourish. The world will definitely tremble with this news, and
I, I am blown, and I can't wait for that moment when the news will touch the ears of earth. I can't wait for the tremor as the world shakes in awe.
I'm thrilled as it clocks 5 P. M.
After giving myself a once-over look in the mirror as I idolize myself, I can't help but to myself. It is not about the glamour of this dress that gives me a different look, but how naturally beautiful I feel right now both inside and outside. I bothered caring about how I looked in anybody's eyes, but today, today I feel the way I wanted to feel - beautiful, for my Jerol. I want to accentuate him, my
Knight, in most of the senses even if not all. I wanted to look spectacular for the man means the world to me.
Catching a glimpse of his breathtaking frame behind me in the mirror, I take a slow , but I meet him thunderstruck, the newspaper he went for downstairs dropping his hands to the floor. I would have loved to flirter myself that I am such an to the point of turning my husband like this, but the photo on the front of the magazine he was holding turned my wild presumptions into wishes.
Shivers of ice sting my skin as I bend down to obtain the newspaper, unbelievably my eyes to the two faces in my view. Wondering who? Guess what? It's me Jerol. Yes! The photos from last night have gone viral. We are on the front page thankfully I haven't turned the tv on because I would be freezing.
"NIGHT COUPLE!"
That's the headline of the story, and a beautifully captivating site of us lost in a deep under the moonlight is crystal clear in the display.
Wow! Freaking wow! How news travel faster, huh!
We seem so lost in this kiss, and I am wondering how long it took for us to re- ourselves. We look so beautiful, and in love, which doesn't explain his to this.
I know our lives are about to take a drastic shift today after his surprise, but I believe 's for the best. I believe in this - in this love, like he has always urged me. So, why is so, so, so... Gosh! I can't even explain what he looks like.
"Jerol?" I snap a finger to his face, and a weird conny smile flashes on his lips as he his head. "I am sorry about this." I murmur, holding the newspaper steady for .
He smirks again, grabbing the newspaper and scanning it with his eyes, as if he had seen it.
An inflated eyebrow from him evolves deep furrows on my face, soliciting him to explain the gesture because I do not understand him at all.
"What?" He queries for me. I should be the one asking that from him, right?
"What?" I imitate him.
"Why are you apologizing?" He asks.
Okay. He is not blind. He can see, right? And he hasn't forgotten how lost he looked a ago, right? The damn newsletter even slipped out of his hands because he was lost and shocked and now he acts as if there is nothing? As if he can't make out is in the newspaper? As if the faces on the front page don't ring a bell to him?
"Can't you see?" I grab the damn newspaper, and point the images to him. "This,
Jerol! We are the talk of the nation now. Don't you get it?" I query.
"And you are worried?"
Huh?
Huh!
Me or him? Wasn't he so sick worried that he didn't have a thing to say s minute ago?
"Aren't you?" I implore, throwing the damn thing on the bed.
"Should I be? Do I have a reason to be?"
Hang on! What sort of retorts is this guy giving, huh? Reminds me of our first right here in this room when my eyes opened after that accident. I found him irritatingly annoying with his rudeness.
"Look, love." He closes the gap between us, caging my face between his warm palms he plants an unexpected kiss on my lips. "I anticipated this to come out no later last night when the cameras flashed on us. It's surprisingly took so long to my predictions."
Wait... I am missing out on something here.
"You... You knew this would happen?" I implore.
"Of course. I am Jerol O'Brian McCall. A young billionaire whom people know about except my family name and what earns me my billions. Being caught in the middle of nowhere in such a comprising situation would most definitely be for nothing." He explains, soothing my cheeks.
And yet he did it? He even seduced me into posing for the cameras knowing well that would make headlines?
"Then you should have avoided it!" I affirm, and he cocks his face.
"Why?" He implores.
"The hell, Jerol! We would have avoided this! We wouldn't be in the newspapers." I because it's like he doesn't get it.
"We are not even only on the papers. The Tv stations, radios, and all the media are talking about us, Tessa."
Yeah, I know! There is no way you can appear in the papers and miss out on the channels, right? But why is he now so cool? Why am I the only one fussing?
"Tell me the truth, Jerol." I speak, boring deep into his eyes and hoping to get to their which I know is so impossible. "Are you sure this does not bother you at all?"
I implore.
"When it is me and my beautiful wife whom I love with all my heart that the nation is about, do I need to worry or be happy?" He queries.
Riddles! Just, riddles!
"Then...why did I get the feeling that you were worried sick a while ago?" I ask, that maybe I might have misjudged him.
He smirks, but with a bitter smirk that draws me into a state of bewilderment.
"You saw the sorrows I had buried deep down in me when you were merely a , Tessa. How did you miss it, today?" Huh? I'm arcing an eyebrow to air my to him. And my heart is aching as he continues. "How did you forfeit my ?"
Okay! So, it's not about the photo. It is neither about the fact that the entire world about us now, presumably. What did I miss? And dang! It hurts to know that I this all wrong.
"Why did..."
"Because, how can I maintain my breathing when my wife bleeds this breathtaking , huh? I saw you and my mind started rolling under these sheets with you right . That is what happened."
Dang!
How wrong can I ever be?
And how sexy is that? Without even casting a glance at my husband, I can take his away that easily. Ooh, my! And here I was kicking my butt for nothing! Silly ! Overthinking will kill me someday.
"Why are you smiling now?" He queries again.
I drape my hands around his neck.
"Two things. One, I just realized how wrong I was, and second, I feel so hot after you just said." I say, pecking his lips.
"I see. So, do you want us to steal a minute?" He teases, but I know he would not miss chance whatsoever.
I love it when he gets so cocky, but today, today I want us to get under these sheets clear minds. When we finally confess to each other, and when there are no more between us. After the party. Then, we can roll under the sheets the whole night day if possible. And I am ooh so waiting for tonight.
"I would love to, but hubby, I'm sorry. I will have to say no to you for the first time." I .
"Damn! And you know how fucking first times hurt, right?" He cuts me off with .
"I know, baby, and I am sorry to hurt you today but, I will be all yours tonight. Let's attend to the guests now, yeah?" I soothe.
I love how he looks like a baby begging for ice cream right now.
"As you say, boss! But tonight, be warned. This castle will be crammed with nothing your sweet endless moans of my name. The walls of this castle will tremble to moans, baby."
Shit! That thought alone though! So alluring! So cheesy! So freaking dirty! Where the servants be, huh?
"Then let's attend to the guests and the party already so that we can get back here . I am already burning from that thought alone, husbae!" I meant to say else so different. Blame this on my bitchy side.
"Let's go then, my beauty queen?" He says, taking my hand at tucking it in his arm.
"Sure, hun." I respond.
Hand in hand, side by side, we stride out to meet the quests, the party mode activated!
Let's party!