- Cassidy -
I wanted to marry him, but there's still something I've not told him. He might seriously change his mind on marrying me if I told him.
But I'll tell him. Soon.
I woke up the next morning in Caden's arms and it was the best sleep I've had in forever.
The sun was streaming in and I shifted, feeling Caden pull me closer to him.
I turned and saw him watching me, he's really creepy.
"Good morning," I mumbled. "How long have you been watching me?"
He shrugged, "Good morning my princess, I just woke up not long ago so don't look at me like I'm some creep."
I giggled and he tucked my hair behind my ear, "Did you enjoy yourself last night?"
I raised an eyebrow, unsure of what he meant, then I felt the soreness between my legs and realised we actually did it.
I didn't even realise I was still naked.
I felt so self-conscious I pulled the sheets to cover me and Caden took my hand, "Hey hey chill what's wrong?"
I covered my face with a blanket and groaned, "Oh my God we did it."
He pulled the sheets away to look into my eyes, "Are you regretting?"
His voice sounded so pained that I second-checked myself.
No I didn't regret it. Caden was nothing but gentle to me the whole night, and he kept repeating that he loved me.
He said I was beautiful, naked or not, he said I was beautiful.
I lifted my head slightly to close the little distance between our lips, "No I don't regret it. It's the best decision I've made my whole life."
He smiled widely and kissed me deeper, hugged me tighter and pulled me closer.
I've never felt this enveloped in this much love in so long.
Our phones rang at the same time and we laughed, quickly pulling away to answer the call.
"Hey Parker."
"Good morning Miss, we have a tour today at 9 which is in an hour. Please get ready, would you like me to pick you up from your room?"
I glanced at Caden and he winked at me before turning back to his call.
I smiled and shook my head, "It's alright Parker, I'll meet you at the lobby."
"Okay then."
I hung up and Caden did to. He chuckled and kissed my head, "Let's get ready."
He went to his room and I quickly got into the shower, today is going to be a long day.
I chose a navy-blue sleeveless one-piece attire. It was easier and I could spend more time on my makeup.
After my makeup, I searched for my most comfortable pair of black heels and strode out with my handbag.
Caden came out of his room, he was wearing his long navy-blue pants with a white dress shirt and a black skinny tie.
He always had the habit of just holding his blazer when he came out of his room then wearing it just before he left the house.
I wonder if he noticed his own habit.
Not that it was anything weird but when he wore his blazer he would swing it around him like a cape and the swift movement was just attention-grabbing.
"I know I look good but you don't have to ogle so obviously," Caden smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"Says the one who can't stop checking me out."
He laughed and came over to me, kissing my forehead, "Okay the princess wins this time. Let's go."
We left the room and Caden put his blazer on. I smiled and shook my head, he's adorable.
"What are you smiling at?" He asked as we entered the elevator.
"Nothing, you're just really cute."
"Aww really?" He hugged me and someone held the door before it closed.
All three of us rolled our eyes as Charles stepped into the lift and Caden groaned.
"Can't you just wait for the next one?"
I nudged him, "Caden be nice, at least try."
He grumbled and Charles mumbled, "Caden be nice, at least try." He was mocking me, that fucker was mocking me.
Caden shook his head and Charles turned to us, "Both of you are disgusting and annoying."
Caden reached for Charles but I held him back, "Caden please."
"Why do you even bother with him?!"
I faced Charles, "Okay it was unnecessary for you to say that we are annoying and disgusting and you totally didn't have to mock me in that idiotic tone of yours but whatever. Can't you like, say anything nice?"
Charles raised an eyebrow, "Are you fucking serious?"
I glared at him, "Do I look like I'm kidding? Come on, say something nice, I dare you."
It was so stupid and childish of me to turn this into a challenge but for the love of all things good I hoped to hear something good come out from Charles' mouth for once.
"You want me to say something nice? Really? Really Cassidy? Come on Caden, tell your girl to stop."
I put my hand up to stop Caden from talking, "For fuck's sake Mr Charles Anderson, say something nice with your mouth right now!"
He jumped slightly at my tone, it was so weird. God what's wrong with me.
"Well, y-you're beautiful I guess and really sex-"
"No no no, say something nice without all the sexual or sarcastic stuff."
"You're not giving me any space to breathe Missy," Charles grumbled.
"Exactly, I'm squeezing the nice words out of you now say it."
Caden was chuckling behind me because the situation turned out so weird and funny.
"You're beautiful Cassidy, really beautiful."
"Okay," I smiled, finally something nice from him. I know he wasn't bad but he has issues. That's all.
"Okay okay that's enough," Caden grabbed me as the doors opened to the lobby with Parker and Smith waiting for us there.
Parker eyed me, surprised that I was smiling when Charles was in the lift with us. I shook my head and he shrugged it off, "Everyone is here."
I nodded and we went towards the investors.
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- Caden -
Rose was crazy, forcing Charles to say something nice? What the hell?
We had breakfast in one of the restaurants and the buffet was amazing. Everything was great and though Rose sat a distance from me, I was glad to see her so cheerful.
Honestly, last night still scared me, when she said she'll marry me. It was a mix of happiness and sadness.
Happiness because I know she's the only one for me but sadness because I know she only said that because of my father.
Yeah I can feel that she loves me, but the reason I said I wanted to wait for her and for things to go slow was because I've failed at this too many times and I don't want to screw this up again.
This time scared me more than others, because if I lose her, I lose everything.
"Mr Jones, it's time to go," Smith broke me out of my daze and I looked up at him.
I nodded and stood up, seeing Rose chatting with Parker and I felt my heart fill with warmth.
I can't. I can't and I won't screw this up.
We started our tour, going to each hotel. Showing the different function, guest and service rooms.
I followed my father here on a few occasions and I'm glad my father's vision for this place is actually taking place.
"Here is one of the ballrooms. The main design for this hotel was vintage Paris hence the high ceilings, paintings on the ceiling and a huge chandelier-" I paused, seeing Charles chatting with Rose. She actually looked fine talking to him.
I felt a little sour. It's called jealousy right?
"Maybe Mr Anderson can share a little more on the interior design," Charles looked at me and everyone else looked at him.
By right he was supposed to talk about the interior design anyway, I'm just the architect.
He cleared his throat and looked around the place, "According to the Parisians, details like gold on the false ceilings show how royalty lived. Richly detailed and textured frames..."
I was surprised Charles knew what he was talking about. Rose stood next to me and nudged me, "He's good huh?"
I shrugged, "He's fine I guess."
She giggled and I glanced at her, her rosy cheeks were so irresistible.
"You're jealous aren't you?"
I nodded, "Well you did say if he wasn't so rude you would consider dating him. Plus I'm STILL just your best girl friend."
She laughed and leaned her head on my chest. I smiled, this little action from her meant everything to me.
"Caden, chill alright? I can be your wife if you want me to."
God she's crazy, I'm crazy. My heart did crazy flips and I wanted to hold her in my arms forever.
"Not now Rose, I can't marry you now," I mumbled and I saw a little flash of sadness cross her eyes when she looked up at me.
She nodded, "Yeah okay."
She went over to Parker and focused on what Charles was saying.
It hurt me so much to say that to her but I know better.
My previous marriages happened when I barely knew those women and they barely knew me, we couldn't live and stand one another when we were incompatible.
For Rose, I know she is for me. I am the one for her too but, I want this to take its course. I want this relationship to grow and for it to blossom.
Not to rush into it.
Charles stopped talking and I took over, "Before we continue to the last two hotels, we shall have lunch."
Everyone sighed happily and I led them to the restaurant downstairs.
Rose was quiet, she didn't even talk to Parker though he was trying to converse with her.
After finishing my food with whatever appetite I had, I went over to Rose, "Can I speak with you?"
Parker watched me and gave me a look that said don't-hurt-her-or-you'll-have-to-deal-with-me.
Rose glanced at Parker then nodded and came with me.
I took her to one of the quieter walkways.
"Rose."
She looked at me, her eyes were red and teary.
I held her face, "God Rose don't please."
She took my hands away from her face, "I'm fine Caden, I was too rash in saying I wanted to marry you. I'm sorry."
"No it's not that Rose-"
"I must seem really cheap huh? Saying I'll marry you after one week of meeting you. Plus since you've fucked me your job with me must be done-"
"Cassidy Rose you know I'm not like that!" I felt my anger rising in my throat, how dare she talk about us that way.
"Then what Caden Jones?! You play around with me then say you don't wanna marry me?! Is that funny?!" She yelled and I swear my heart ached so much.
I gazed into her eyes, tears streaking her perfect makeup, she looked beautiful nonetheless.
"Rose, I love you. Too much, I can't," I took a deep breath to control the sadness within me.
"I can't live with myself if I screwed up this relationship, this marriage with you Rose. I've screwed up three times I don't want to lose you, I can't," I felt my lungs heave for air and I took another big breath.
She watched me, this horrible weak me that would break down only in front of her and she pressed her hand to my face gently.
"Caden, I need to tell you something."
I wanted to leave and walk away like all the times I did but I promised her I won't anymore. Her tone was weak and I wondered what she wanted to say.
"What is it?"
She sighed, "If you leave me after hearing this, I won't blame you."
I raised an eyebrow, was this about what my father said?
She watched me, eyes searching for something in mine, "I'm a mother Caden."
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