Chapter 139: Chapter 139
Amelia's POV
I prepared dinner as he sat on the kitchen stool, supporting his face onto his hands, watching me cook, "You know right, that you're perfect for me? A perfect wife!" He said as he stole a slice of cherry.
I gave him a look, "Well, so are you for me. A hot and perfect husband?" I said with a grin on my face as I prepared the marinade.
"Really? How hot? How are you resisting me then?" he asked as he got up from his stool and came towards me. I rolled my eyes, I knew what he'd be up to now.
"Please Jay, let me cook," I said as I glanced at his amused expression.
I finished making the cherry glaze and placed the marinated meat on the grill to cook.
I felt his breath on my neck as his arms snaked around my waist, and he whispered into my ear, "Let's escape to a remote island. Do you wanna see in what ways I can eat you?" He asked, biting my ear lobe.
"What will your family eat then?" He chuckled as he peeped into the bowl where I was slicing potatoes and bacon for the cheesy scalloped potatoes that I had planned with the steak.
"How long will it take to cook?" he asked impatiently.
"You can take a shower and change, I'll finish the cooking by then and come upstairs," I said and he sighed.
"We should have fed them pizza, told them about the wedding, and sent them home," he grumbled, "What about me? I'm hungry too," he again grumbled. I smiled to myself as I concentrated on my cooking. We had invited his family to dinner to announce our wedding plans and I didn't want anything to go wrong. As for Tristan, I would make it up to him at night.
I finished cooking the steak with cherry chipotle glaze, cheesy scalloped potatoes, garlic bread, and roasted vegetables. l went to prepare the dining table. Tristan had already brought frozen custard cake from a nearby cake shop for dessert. There was bourbon, scotch, and beer at home. Tristan also got some red wine.
When everything was done to my satisfaction, I went upstairs to freshen up. There was an hour at hand, therefore I had ample time to get ready.
As I entered our bedroom, I found Tristan, shirtless, with only a pair of sweatpants on, lying on the bed, head into the pillow. Since he was asleep, I went in for a quick shower.
Wrapping a towel, I came out to change into the blush red dress with a boat-shaped neck and A-line silhouette that I had already selected. Taking out the matching lingerie, I was about to turn and go to the bathroom when two arms caught me from behind and pulled me onto the bed, crushing me to his hard chest.
"Jay, what are you doing? Mom and dad will be here any moment," I panicked.
"Shh, baby doll," he said as he licked, sucked, and kissed my neck like a hungry predator.
Turning me around, he crashed his lips to mine, as he hungrily devoured me. I kissed him back with equal fervor while his hand went to my towel, yanking it open and letting it fall to the ground. His hand caressed my naked body, making me burn with desire. He sat down with me straddled on his lap and molded me into him. I could feel his hard arousal against me. I caressed his shoulders, and chest, going down, making him groan with need. He placed me on the bed, his hand touched my dripping wet core and I moaned with pleasure. I too touched him and he groaned with need. We were like hungry predators, devouring one another, surrendering to each other.
For the next few minutes, we made passionate love till it was nearly time for everyone to arrive. We freshened up, got ready, and went downstairs to the family room. Thankfully, Tristan looked sated and didn't bother me as I arranged around the apartment.
As I was arranging the cushions, the doorbell rang and Julian arrived with Cassandra. They gave me a custard bowl set as a congratulatory gesture. Mom, dad, and gran arrived soon after.
"Jules, wipe your lipstick off," said gran and we all looked at him and chuckled. Cassandra blushed furiously as Julian shamelessly went up to her to get it cleaned. I handed her a tissue and she cleaned him up, avoiding his eyes as he stared at her. Gran chuckled, mom rolled her eyes, and dad and Tristan went for a glass of wine.
Adrian and Azura arrived after everyone else, looking very uncomfortable as they avoided each other throughout the evening. Interesting! We missed Stefan and Anna very much. They still had a week of their honeymoon left. Their photographs were enough to make us wish to go on our honeymoon too just like them. It reminded me that we too had to plan our honeymoon with the wedding coming up in just two weeks. I had no idea how it would be done. Would mom and gran freak out hearing that they had only two weeks to prepare?
During dinner, we announced our wedding plans. Everyone was ecstatic. Mom wanted to call aunt Emily tomorrow itself. Mom whined at the two-week timespan that Tristan gave her. "Tris, who gets married in two weeks? How will we complete the preparations?" She said.
"In that case, we can go to Las Vegas and have an instant wedding, mom," he told his mom impatiently.
Mom, glared at him, "Don't even think about it, Tris," she said impatiently. They have a reputation and their extended family was waiting to attend the next wedding.
"What's the hurry, honey, I'm sure you've done the deed already," gran said as she ate her custard cake, licking the spoon clean. I blushed crimson and didn't know where to hide.
"So? Still, we're getting married in two weeks," Tristan argued stubbornly as dad chuckled and Cassandra, Azura, and mom giggled. I covered my red face with my hands as I tried to hide my embarrassment.