My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 73

“HOW ARE YOU? When is the wedding?” Jocko asked him while swirling the wine in his glass.

“Maybe next month, I want to make it as soon as possible,” he said thoughtfully.

I was left out. The redness on my two cheeks immediately went up. Lawrence really handles all the details of the wedding. My only role is to wear the gown and the bridesmaids.

“You really are a road to forever!” he joke, then had a fist bump with Lawrence.

Carrick arrived later, bringing the dinner of Lawrence and me. We walked into the home and decided to dine there.

Lawrence remained silent. Even the meeting of his brows was not enough to deter him from looking towards Carrick’s group.

“Would you like to go swimming with them, Julia?” he asked coldly.

“Uh, not first. I’m okay here.”

He leaned back to his seat and looked at me with twitched brows. “So, what do you want to do, then?”

My face heated. I know he doesn’t mean anything, but why did what he said come to me differently? I sat up and sipped the juice in front of me.

“Alright, let’s go upstairs. I want to show you something.” He finally stood up and held out his hand to me.

I hesitated for a moment. Something came to mind immediately. Carrick’s group was just outside, and they can go in at any time. What will they think of us by chance?

But eventually, I saw myself reaching for his hand.

He took me to one of the rooms there. My heart was thumping hard against my chest. Add more grip to my hand as I entered the room.

I covered my mouth as we turned right to the door. I could not move my feet because of what I saw.

“These are supposedly my surprise for you,” he said softly.

Tears were forming at the corner of my eyes. As I examined each of the hung photographs one by one, my emotions were repressed.

“Lawrence, these are all amazing!” I exclaimed. How are the pictures hanging in the room?

Those photographs were taken on the day of Cindy’s wedding and while I was on vacation at the Saavedra Resort. There were also pictures of us taken when we had a picnic in Tagaytay.

My stomach fluttered. “How does it happen?” I still couldn’t believe it.

I could feel his arms wrapped around my waist and his small kisses on my shoulders and neck.

“I hired a personal photographer. I told him to take a picture of you. There are also some pictures from Cindy and Samantha.”

“W-why?” I said with my shaky voice. I was suddenly terrified to learn that he was monitoring my every move ever since.

“Actually, this is for my own purposes. I always want to stare at you even in the photo until I come up with an idea to have a collection of your pictures, or maybe I’m just obsessed with you,” he said huskily.

His kiss was getting deeper. His right hand drops to my thigh, pulling up my skirt again. Lawrence’s fingertips are electric. I seemed to be running out of energy even though I was leaning on his broad chest.

He twirled me around, clasped my both cheeks, and kissed me tenderly. And then his warm hand ran down my body, and I shivered.

I would not have wanted to finish that kiss, but I could almost push him because of a series of knocks from the door.

“Damn it!” Lawrence muttered sharply.

“Guys, what?! Go ahead with that later!” It was Jocko’s voice without knocking on the door.

“Get the fuck out of here, Jocko!” Lawrence answered.

“I’m sorry, bro, but Franco is here and looking for you!” Jocko said behind the closed door.

When he heard his brother’s name, he completely separated from me. We walked out of the bungalow together, holding hands, and met up with Franco in front of Carrick.

Like before, he wore only a typical checkered polo and faded jeans. He looked up at me with his familiar dark features. But there was still the playful smile on his lips.

He immediately stood up and left the others to step closer to us.

“We’ll just talk for a moment,” he said, releasing my hand and facing Franco approaching.

I just sat quietly in the chair in front of Carrick.