Drunken Mistake..........or not? #Wattys2015

Decisions

Decisions

Cassandra

"You don't have to go if you don't want to." Salvatore said again, trying to change

my mind. I turned around and put my hand on his cheek. He immediately leaned into

my touch. I smiled.

"Salvatore, I'll be fine. And besides, being the sister of the bride it's kinda my duty

to be there" I said tenderly, watching as he slowly lost the battle with himself.

Yesterday night I received a call from Martina, completely out of the blue, reminding

me that only two days are left for Marcie's wedding. She practically ordered me to

be there by today, with my things for the next two days since travelling back and

forth would be silly. Ya right, silly my foot! I knew it was her way of flaunting the

fact that her daughter is better than me. I would really love to see their expressions

when I tell them about Salvatore and me. I was bought out of my rearview by

Salvatore's defeated sigh.

"Fine." He said sulkily, kissing the inside of my palm. I chuckled at his antics.

"Don't be such a baby, you'll be seeing me after two days." I smiled at him, but he

continued to sulk.

"No, I want you here, with me." he said adamantly.

"You know, a lot of husbands would kill to have their wives on a vacation." I

teased him.

"Well, they don't have you." He smirked. I turned red but willed myself.

"Nice shot, but I'm still going." I almost laughed when his face morphed into his

earlier sulky expression. Suddenly, he smiled coyly. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"What are you going to do now?" I sighed, knowing there's no way I'm getting out of

this one.

"Nothing." He said innocently.

"Salvatore." I said, with a warning in my voice.

"Just some precautionary measures." He murmured as he scrolled his phone. I

blew out a frustrated breath. He looked up at me. "Don't worry, it's nothing drastic.

I promise." He said reassuringly. I shook my head at his over-protectiveness and left

him to his scheming.

"I'll get it." Salvatore announced as the bell rang. I continued packing for my little

trip.

"Lookie here." I heard Naina say from behind me. I whirled around and almost

lost my balance. Naina griped my shoulders to steady me. I shook her hand off,

shaking my head.

"I'm fine." I said in a resolute voice. Naina looked at me skeptically but didn't say

anything otherwise. It was only when she dropped her bag with a thud did I notice

it. "Whoa, your packed!" I said, looking at the humongous bag at her feet. "What's

the occasion?" I asked as I turned towards my own packing.

"A wedding." She said nonchalantly. I turned to her in surprise. She simply looked

back at me, unfazed. I shook my head and made a bee-line for Salvatore, ready to

give him a piece of my mind.

"Salvatore!" I called, knowing he would be here in a flash. Just like I expected, he

appeared out of thin air, wearing the usual worried expression.

"What's wrong?" he asked as he assessed me from head to toe.

"Seriously!" I almost shrieked. Yeah, pregnancy does that to you. He flinched

away, covering his ears to soften the blow. "Was that really necessary?" I asked

again, but this time with a lower pitch. He lowered his hands.

"It's either her or me." He said with finality.

"I can take care of myself!" I said in expiration. His face softened.

"I know, tesoro. It's for my peace of mind." He said gently as he cupped my face,

almost making me forget my point. "Please Cassandra, for me?" he asked gently. I

melted.

"Fine." I sighed. He gave me a gentle kiss, leaving me wanting for more.

"Thanks." He smiled his usual adorable smile. I smiled back, hopelessly. Someone

cleared their throat.

"Sorry to burst your little bubble, but we have to be somewhere. Right Cassy?"

Naina asked, thoroughly amused, raising her eyebrow at me.

"Right." I said, blushing like crazy.

"Dinner is in the fridge, and all your files are on the top shelf." I repeated as I

picked up my purse, almost ready to go. "Oh, and your keys are on the coffee

table......." But trailed off as a pair of arms encircled my waist, drawing me back to a

very masculine chest. He softly chuckled in my ear, raising goosebumps on my bare

shoulder.

"You kept your pills?" he asked gently.

"First thing." I replied, reveling the feel of him against me. I sneaked a look at the

watch and grimaced. "It's getting late. I should go." I murmured, but made no move

to get out of his arms. Feeling content, I leaned back onto him.

"Stay." He whispered as he placed butterfly kisses on my shoulder.

"Can't." I said, breathlessly. "Are we doing the right thing?" I asked thoughtfully

after a minute's silence.

"We could tell them now." He suggested, his chin resting on my shoulder.

"No, I mean, I want to but it's Marcie's wedding. It won't be fair to her." I looked

at him only to find him looking back at me.

"So, at the reception?" he asked for confirmation.

"At the reception." I nodded.

It's only two days, what could go wrong? I thought, unaware of the challenges

waiting ahead for me.

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