hands itch to caress the stubble on his beautiful face. He looks just edible, which brings me to the reality that is our surroundings, our mixed company.
I crane my neck to see beyond Azmir. “Hello, Shayna. Hi, Dawn,” I greet the ladies who are still sitting with dozens of papers, folders, and pictures in front of them, on the small conference table.
“Hi, Rayna! How are ya?” Shayn a returns.
I give her a courteous nod and notice Dawn on her phone. She gives me a brief wave, which lets me know that she is aware of my presence.
I tentatively turn my gaze back to my handsome man in front of me. He’s too good to be true...and he’s mine. I feel my cheeks heating up and my face cracks into a full-on smile.
“I should go. I need to grab a bite before my one thirty arrives,” I mutter.
“Wait,” he pull s me into him more snug. “How was your doctor’s appointment?”
I didn’t expect Azmir to w ant to make small talk while he’s in the middle of a business meeting, but there’s this austere look in his eyes that I can’t reject. I quickly decide to entertain him. “It was, for the most part, routine. I’m still healthy after your excessive usage,” I whisper in jest.
Azmir laugh s again. My smile widens as a result. I’m experiencing his laugh more and more lately after all of these months of knowing him.
“So that’s it? She just examines you and that’s it?”
“Pretty much. We did chat about new...” I take a minute to readjust the volume of my voice. “…method of birth control. She’s sent me away with a bunch of brochures to help me decide.”
“Why would you need a new method? What’s wrong with Yasmin ?” The concern in Azmir’s brown irises is palpable. What’s even more alarming is his knowledge of the brand of pills I take. I swear I have no privacy of person where this man is concerned. Now I’m clamming up. This is a personal topic and his associates are mere feet away.
“Nothing other than the burden of remembering to take them every day,” I sa y quietly. His inquisitive gaze doesn’t falter. My eyes shoot over his company to find Dawn stealing glances our way. I know Azmir won’t drop this topic right now if I ask him to. I have to give him an answer, but it will be brief. “It’s just that I’m considering something a bit more long-term. I don’t wanna give us any surprises so soon into our nuptials.” I smile cautiously, trying to soften the tone of this conversation.
“You were a surprise . Running into you at the perfect time of my life was a great surprise ,” Azmir murmurs as he pulls me into his tall frame, using both arms with mine caught between us. “A baby would be a welcomed surprise —hell, addition, just like you are.”
What in the hell?
Aghast, m y eyes peer over to his waiting party to assess how much attention we’re drawing and if they’d in fact, heard Azmir’s crazy decree. We are not having this conversation. He has not just spoken those words.
“A-Azmir…” I ’m at a loss for words. I’m waiting for him to throw me a bone by saying his comment was timed wrong or just plain ol’ crazy. But no. He stands there, waiting on me to continue. I sigh, resting my forehead on his chest.
“My, my, my! What are the lovebirds up to that have them whispering over there?” Dawn call s over, thankfully shifting Azmir’s determined gaze from me.
That cat ches both our attention and Azmir and I move our sights to Dawn at the table. Her crimson lips bear their usual smirk. I don’t know specifically what it is, but I’m sure she’s playing at something in that sinister head of hers.
Azmir d oesn’t speak, but needing a cue, I do. “I was just letting Mr. Jacobs know that I’m preparing for the Mauve event. I have to pull together a glam squad to assist.” That wasn’t premeditated, but it sounds decent and right on time. My eyes go back to Azmir whose face is now fixed in a scowl and I’m sure it’s because I’ve begun
I crane my neck to see beyond Azmir. “Hello, Shayna. Hi, Dawn,” I greet the ladies who are still sitting with dozens of papers, folders, and pictures in front of them, on the small conference table.
“Hi, Rayna! How are ya?” Shayn a returns.
I give her a courteous nod and notice Dawn on her phone. She gives me a brief wave, which lets me know that she is aware of my presence.
I tentatively turn my gaze back to my handsome man in front of me. He’s too good to be true...and he’s mine. I feel my cheeks heating up and my face cracks into a full-on smile.
“I should go. I need to grab a bite before my one thirty arrives,” I mutter.
“Wait,” he pull s me into him more snug. “How was your doctor’s appointment?”
I didn’t expect Azmir to w ant to make small talk while he’s in the middle of a business meeting, but there’s this austere look in his eyes that I can’t reject. I quickly decide to entertain him. “It was, for the most part, routine. I’m still healthy after your excessive usage,” I whisper in jest.
Azmir laugh s again. My smile widens as a result. I’m experiencing his laugh more and more lately after all of these months of knowing him.
“So that’s it? She just examines you and that’s it?”
“Pretty much. We did chat about new...” I take a minute to readjust the volume of my voice. “…method of birth control. She’s sent me away with a bunch of brochures to help me decide.”
“Why would you need a new method? What’s wrong with Yasmin ?” The concern in Azmir’s brown irises is palpable. What’s even more alarming is his knowledge of the brand of pills I take. I swear I have no privacy of person where this man is concerned. Now I’m clamming up. This is a personal topic and his associates are mere feet away.
“Nothing other than the burden of remembering to take them every day,” I sa y quietly. His inquisitive gaze doesn’t falter. My eyes shoot over his company to find Dawn stealing glances our way. I know Azmir won’t drop this topic right now if I ask him to. I have to give him an answer, but it will be brief. “It’s just that I’m considering something a bit more long-term. I don’t wanna give us any surprises so soon into our nuptials.” I smile cautiously, trying to soften the tone of this conversation.
“You were a surprise . Running into you at the perfect time of my life was a great surprise ,” Azmir murmurs as he pulls me into his tall frame, using both arms with mine caught between us. “A baby would be a welcomed surprise —hell, addition, just like you are.”
What in the hell?
Aghast, m y eyes peer over to his waiting party to assess how much attention we’re drawing and if they’d in fact, heard Azmir’s crazy decree. We are not having this conversation. He has not just spoken those words.
“A-Azmir…” I ’m at a loss for words. I’m waiting for him to throw me a bone by saying his comment was timed wrong or just plain ol’ crazy. But no. He stands there, waiting on me to continue. I sigh, resting my forehead on his chest.
“My, my, my! What are the lovebirds up to that have them whispering over there?” Dawn call s over, thankfully shifting Azmir’s determined gaze from me.
That cat ches both our attention and Azmir and I move our sights to Dawn at the table. Her crimson lips bear their usual smirk. I don’t know specifically what it is, but I’m sure she’s playing at something in that sinister head of hers.
Azmir d oesn’t speak, but needing a cue, I do. “I was just letting Mr. Jacobs know that I’m preparing for the Mauve event. I have to pull together a glam squad to assist.” That wasn’t premeditated, but it sounds decent and right on time. My eyes go back to Azmir whose face is now fixed in a scowl and I’m sure it’s because I’ve begun
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