Chapter 14: Chapter 14
Adrian
It was six in the morning and a weekend but I will be going to office. Though I could start to work a little late, I couldn't take a holiday because I need to preside on some urgent meets. Playing the hairs of Christina I dial my best friend Sherlock. "Hey man, good morning. How are you doing? Can we meet today for lunch at your favourite restaurant 'The Ramolas'?
Sherlock chortles from the other end. "Good morning and I'm good. What's special today that Mr Workaholic remembers me so early in the morning?" I play the ring of Christina, her hand resting on my bare chest and her head on my shoulders. "Well, I will tell you once we meet at the diner."
Chris raises her head from my shoulders and asks pointing to the phone on who I was talking. Had she watched my lips she wouldn't have asked me. Nevertheless I wanted to take full use of the opportunity and hover over her, careful not to put any weight on her belly and kiss her sensuous. My fiancé turns more enticing each passing day on her pregnancy. She is always horny giving me the happiness of craving her more. Moments later with our clothes out, both of us explore each other in a passionate embezzlement.
"Our wedding is in twenty days from now. Don't you think we should start the preparation? Her eyes go wide in realization and I chuckle softly patting her soft cheek. "You need not worry I will take care of everything." I run my hands adorably on her stomach and just then the baby kicks. "Did he just kick?" I ask Chris bewildered. She smiles and nods.
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Sherlock was already waiting for me at the Ramolas by the time I reached the restaurant. "You invited me and in spite of that you are the one who is late." He accuses like a three year old. "I had so much work in the office man. I couldn't get through it before time. I'm sorry" I apologize to him in a black look. "You are forgiven." He cackles. "Well what's the news?"
I call the waiter and both of us order the food. As soon as the waiter leaves, I ask him. "How are Darcy and the baby?" He raises one brow at me. "Darcy is fine and Chelsea is good but I don't think you invited me here to find out about them." He tells eyeing me sceptical. Fuck!
I tap my fingers on my thighs going more anxious and blurt out the words. "I'm getting married and I want you to be my best man." He abruptly gets up from the chair making it to tumble down. "You are attracting attention Sherlock." I look around and tell him keeping my face stoical.
He gulps out the glass of water in front of him and asks. "What did you just say?" I grit my teeth and look at him throwing daggers. "You heard it right." He sits down with a stupid snigger breaking out of his brims. Making his hand to a fist he pats on the left side of his chest. "Now so many girls in our country are going to have a heart attack. God save them." I scowl tapping my fingers on the table. "You are acting too dramatic and not making anything easy for me."
"Am I not even eligible for pre-marriage jitters?" I scorn holding the fork such a way like I am going to stab him with it. "You idiot, pre-marriage jitters arise for the groom not for the best man."
"Oh" he taps his chin as if being thoughtful and breaks to titters. Such an irritating parrot! I thought. "Who is the lucky woman?"
"You know her, she is Christina." I tell him nonchalant having a sip of wine. He claps like a nursery kid who goes in joy after listening to jingle bells in the home theatre. "Well why don't you have your wedding in December, it’s very cool, romantic and..." There was a teasing snicker on his rims. "Stop, I can't wait till December. Christina's delivery is in November and I want to finish the wedding before it."
His face went pale like he had just seen a ghost. I look around the restaurant once again to find out if we had any audience. It would have been much better if I had organized a lunch with this idiot at home. "I'm not the first man who is impregnating his wife." I tell him in a tone only he can hear. Before he could open his lips the waiter comes and places our order on the table. For a few seconds both of us go silent. "My wife carries my child six months after our marriage and you were going all crazy. What about you now? Your girlfriend is pregnant....."
Before he could speak further I bolt out my words. "Okay I'm sorry. I went a little too far." There appears a stupid grin on his face like he just had a candy. "I accept your apologies and I will be your best man." He declares with a triumphant smile. "Just give me the name list of your guests. I will look after the invitation card. Did you get your dress ready? When do you want your bachelor party?"
Sherlock goes on his full swing with his questions and briefs me about the sequence of functions, the details of the marriage in his usual way, the same that he had been since our school days.
I message Chris to be ready within an hour so that we could go for the cake tasting and booking of the church for the venue while Sherlock goes animated speaking like a chatterbox. Now I do not have to worry he will look after everything.
Chris had suffered morning nausea and vomiting till last couple of months because of pregnancy. As a result though I wanted to I couldn't prepone the wedding. After entering her sixth month she is now fine and thus I wanted the ceremony to finish before she starts feeling uncomfortable with the tummy.
The next day I take Chris to my mom's home informing her about the marriage. Mom was very excited. She now works as a teacher in a local school. I insisted her many times to stay at home and take rest as I provide her with all the necessities including payment of bills, rent, provisions, other household expenditure but she insists to work to keep herself busy.
After meeting mom I drop Christina in her parent’s home. Her sister is going to be her maid of honour and will help her with the wedding dress.
The next day Chris went to shopping with her sister Jasmine and tried innumerable dresses. But as she clicked pictures and sent me, I wasn't satisfied with any of them. Ultimately when she was about to give up, my eyes fall on a wide full skirt in a dreamy fashion style been complemented by a fitted bodice. It came in crinolines, layers of tulle that spoke volumes of grandeur. It was ideal for women with pear-shape and slender figures as it emphasizes the waistline for an hourglass look.
Christina though was pregnant the gown looked perfect on her getting her to look more beautiful with her pretty little pregnant tummy.
My bachelor party was organized one day before the wedding. Sherlock asked me if I would like to enjoy any strippers blowing away the last day of my bachelorhood but I wasn't interested in any other woman except Chris in this world. I felt I was already enjoying the bliss of nuptial knot with also a child on its way.
I dropped Christina at her parent’s house a week before as part of the custom. The bride and the groom weren't allowed to stay under the same roof before marriage. But the abstinence was getting me to a hard luck. No matter how many times I ejaculate my cock is always erect pleading me for a release. I need Chris like a moth attracted to a flame. My hands crave to play her full blown breasts and my manhood aches for her tight cunt.
Dressed in black denim jeans and a casual gray t.shirt I swing the car key in my hand to reach the exit. I put one of my latest car collections Porsche Taycon into action and drive off to the venue.
I sit in a private room of one of my clubs where the party was organized. My friends from school and college joined me for the celebration. Sherlock did a great job inviting each and every one. I was elated for my best friend's care and concern for me. As soon as I was seated the waitress comes with a tray of drinks. I took a shot of tequila and my phone beeps. "Hi enjoying the party?" I received a text from Chris. "Yes" I send the reply immediately to her.
A brunette comes and sways her hips in front of me. "So how is the change in life man? People get married and their life changes but your case it is in a reverse way. The change prefixed your marriage." Having no signal from me the brunette diverts her attention to Sherlock. He grins to her and flashes her, his ring. "I'm already a dad to a one year old daughter. Do you need any more information?" The brunette makes a disgusting face and walks away from our presence.
All of us were having fun with the drinks and my phone flashes a message. "Don't drink too much. I don't want to see you suffering a hangover on the day of our wedding." Allesandro came a bit late because he had some urgent case. "What's up man?" He shook hands and pats my shoulder. "Congratulations in advance."
"Are you already drunk? You aren't responding to my messages." Allesandro peeps at my message. "Christina seems to be already worried for you. You better respond to her." I light a cigarette and make a video call to her, not that she could speak but she can easily read my lips. "Chris I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Sleep now. It is already ten in the night and tomorrow you need to wake up early."
She looks behind me, her eyes searching the club. I chuckle at her cute deeds. My fiancé is more beautiful when she is jealous. "Chris, don't worry. There are no strippers and no women here. All are men and I'm straight. I think you know that." I wink bringing her to smiles. She puts her first two fingers in a 'v' to her lips and waves her hand asking me to stop smoking.
The drinks had slowly started their work and I was feeling a little dizzy." The party ends at two in the night. Before I could find more messages from Chris, I sneak into her parent’s home inside her bedroom. Laying my head on her chest I close my eyes in tranquillity. Chris respired a smile and ruffles my hair. I run my hands on her stomach and make a note in my head.
Tomorrow before anyone wakes up at home I had to leave Chris's home. Otherwise Jade would surely have a panic attack seeing me and her daughter in the same bed.