Bride and Prejudice: Layla Comes To Town

by tarskeewee08

Evangeline rolled over in the dark room and opened her eyes to see John sleeping next to her with his hair in his face. She waited until her eyes focused so she could make out his handsome features. It must be 3 am and she loved early mornings like these, when he laid next to her sleeping unaware of her desires for him. Taking her hand she gently moved the loose thick strands that hung over in his face. Tracing her fingers across his jaw he moaned and rolled over to his back continuing his light snore.

Eve remained in her room the rest the night and the family had a great dinner together. Sam told them stories of the fox hunt they did as boys and how John cried when the hounds found the fox and one of Thomas's friends shot him in front of all of them. John blushed hating the story embarrassed that he was 15 at the time.

Evangeline propped herself up on her elbow and looked down at her sleeping prince. The story Sam told clued her into something she already knew. He felt things deeply keeping the pain and emotional strain buried deep inside.

Leaning over she brushed her lips against his and felt his sweet breath escaping him. Sliding her hand across his chest she loved the feel of him. His body strong and commanding at the touch made her desire him more. Kissing his chin she worked her face into the crook of his neck as she slid her hand down his chest under the blankets. Though they didn't have sex last night he lay under the sheet nude. They both slept most nights nude it was one of his requirements.

Working her hand further under the covers her fingers slid through his tight spirally curls of his pubic hair. He still remained trapped in his slumber but as she grabbed onto his manhood she felt it immediately stiffen under her touch. Slipping her fingers around it she traced her tongue down his chest. Slowly and gently she stroked him in the way he loved and soon she felt his hand rubbing her back.

Lifting her head she saw his eyes open and close under the maneuvers she was applying with her hand. Smiling to herself she now knew her sleeping prince was awake. Letting go of his manhood she climbed on top of him and straddled him between her thighs. He looked up at her and smiled slyly as she lifted her hips and reached for him to guide him into her. Sliding down on top of him they both gasped softly as she pushed forward and back slowly taking him all in. Laying her hands flat on his chest, she steadied herself worked her hips at an increasingly faster pace.

John grabbed both her hips to try to slow down the pleasure and pressure she was applying to no avail. She was used to his methods at controlling her and rose up and down him to her own rhythmic need in response. Her head bowed and hair hung over her face as she kept her pace up and heard him groaning underneath her.

Giving up on controlling her passionate thrusts he gripped the sheets and wheezed as she began to rotate her hips and push him past his brink of control. Lowering her face to his she kissed him while working her hips back and forth on his lap. He grabbed her face kissing and devouring her tongue into his mouth. She let go of his kiss and leaned over him bracing her hands against the headboard ready to climax her breast hanging over his head. John closed his eyes and arched his back crying out loudly at what she was doing and cumming slightly before she did.

When they both were spent Evangeline lowered herself to his face again and kissed her man. Climbing off him, she got out of the bed walking in the dark moonlit room to the bathroom to use it. John watched her go seeing her hair swaying seductively across her bare back. The door closed and he looked back up at the ceiling trying to catch his breath.

The mornings she woke him up this way always followed with a remarkable new day. He hoped that would be the case for them today. His mothers forced isolation was tearing at his heart. He needed to talk to her and unburden himself. He wanted to let her know of his love for her and also what her lack of love for him has done to his life.

Putting his arm behind his head he heard the toilet flush and the water run. Evangeline being his wife was just a formality. They were already bound to each other for life. Hearing the door open he turned to see her leaning into the frame. She smiled in her temptress manner beckoning him with her eyes. "How about I run us a warm bubble bath?"

John reached over to the nightstand and looked at his watch "Sunshine it's after 3 in the morning."

"I can't sleep, and if I can't sleep that means you can't either…." She said in a devilish whisper.

John laughed "Fine, if you want too baby"
She turned around excited and he heard her getting their bath ready. In London the had an antique claw foot sunken tub like the one in the bathroom. They would soak with candles around them and she would tell him about school and her challenges with the curriculum. He would ask her input on financial matters in his company and she would draw form her times as a CFO at BE.

Their lives were so intertwined they met each other needs successfully. Rising from the bed he went to the bathroom and saw her sliding into the tub as the steaming bath filled from the running faucet. She was only able to light one candle and that was fine with him. Smelling her jasmine bath beads he cut his eyes "You know I hate smelling like a flower after these baths.

Evangeline lifted her hair so it wouldn't get wet and clasped it with a clip. "Get in the tub Sir McBain!"

He walked over and she lifted allowing him to slip in behind her. Reclining back onto his chest she smiled and closed her eyes. John slid his hands under the water and massaged her breast and she rested both arms on the rim of the tub giving him full access.

"I was thinking John…"
"Mmmm hmmm"
"I was thinking that we should get married in a private ceremony here in that garden you found me in. I know it must be beautiful in the spring."

"So you don't want a traditional church wedding?"
Evangeline didn't want to break all their traditions but this was her dream wedding and her dream was to make it special to them both. She would do it in his childhood home and include his family and their friends but she would do it her way.

"I think it's a remarkable idea and I will talk to Dad about it." He said caressing her stomach under water.

"And you mother?" she asked
"I need to talk to mum about a lot of things."
"You will..."
"Thank you Evangeline, for choosing to have a life with me."
"You're welcome baby." She said relaxing. They relaxed in the warm bath and talked of their future. Life would be great for them both.

Layla looked up at the Palace as the limo drove along the winding the driveway. She couldn't believe that something this grand actually existed. She read in the papers about this Irish Monarchy and the concerns that the purity of their heritage will now be lost with this generation of McBain's.

People taking stands on both sides of the issue, some saying there's no need for these royals in new Ireland. Others outraged that John McBain would disgrace his family this way. She didn't know if it was because her sister was black, American, or not from old money, but whatever it was plenty of people were lining up to throw tomatoes at their wedding.

She was more than worried about her Van. The driver stopped the car and Layla put her coat back on for the cold winter blast stirring outside her window grabbing her purse. He opened the door and helped her out. Stepping onto the pavement she looked up to see Evangeline and Ming grinning from the top of the stairs.

They came racing down. Layla couldn't help but grin at seeing them. Evangeline was the first to reach her and pulled her into a sisterly hug. "I have missed you sweetie"
Layla smiled inhaling her sister's fragrance being reminding of springtime while standing in the dead of winter. "I missed you too sis!"

"Look at you Diva!" Ming said laughing.

Layla let go of her sister and hugged Ming "Spoken from one Diva to another.."
"Lets go inside its cold out here!" Evangeline said heading back into the Palace.
Layla walked arm and arm with Ming into the McBain manor impressed by the extravagance.

"What on earth is this Ming?"
"The McBain dynasty girl…wait to you the queen bee!" Ming said laughing

Evangeline led them back to the study where everyone was gathered. The servants took Layla's bags and Layla admired the architecture and paintings on the wall. Walking into the study she saw John first who smiled at her and walked over.

"Hello Layla" he said hugging her
"Hey John!" Layla said squeezing him.

John led her by the hand to his brother and wife introducing them along with his father. Layla already knew Sam and greeted them all. Evangeline smiled at her happy to have her family with her and glad that Eve McBain wasn't present at the moment. Ming went over and sat in Sam's lap as Layla found a seat near where the baby was in her walker and sat down.

"So Layla how long are you in Dublin?" Thomas asked
Layla looked over at Evangeline and smiled "I'm on location in London and got a couple days off so I figured I come over and meet my future in-laws. I will be going back in a couple of days."

Evangeline smiled at her, and Mike asked about what movies she's been in. Layla went straight into her lists of credits. Talking mostly about parts she lost than gained but everyone loved the sassy way in which she spike. She wore a gold/tan shirt with beading on the neckline and sleeves. Her hair jet black and straight down her shoulders she was a chocolate dream. Evangeline marveled at how her eyes sparkled when she spoke of acting. Though her sister wasn't a financial success she sponsored her dream. She just loved the way Layla dreamed.

John walked over to Evangeline and put his arm around her. "I'm going to go see mom now" he said in her ear.

She looked at him concerned "Now? You sure?"
He smiled "Yes, I want her to know Layla is here and then talk to her about us. I don't see why I should wait any longer"

Evangeline kissed him and he left the room. She went and sat down with Layla, listening to her talk about her small role in the Ocean's Twelve movie. No one remembered the waitress in Paris but Layla swore she had the pivotal part. Marcie asked her for the dish on Brad Pitt and Layla said she was a professional and wouldn't disclose it. Ming laughed and told her she didn't meet Brad Pitt and they started the friendly squabble that always ensued when those two shared a room.

Thomas asked the men if they wanted to play billiards and they all agreed excusing themselves to the game room. The servants brought out tea and Evangeline relaxed into her chair. Layla looked at her sister concerned saying nothing.

Ming decided to break the ice "So Layla what do you think of the Palace and your sister becoming Princess McBain?"

Layla put her cup down and smiled at Chelsea, then cleared her throat. "I think if my sister is happy then I'm happy. I do have serious concerns about the things I've read"

Layla reached into her bag and pulled out one of the rags she grabbed at the airport. Throwing the magazine on the coffee table she looked at Evangeline with concern. Marcie and Ming leaned over to see Evangeline kissing John at the Christening last week on the cover with a large byline calling her the 'Chocolate Harlot'. Evangeline didn't bother to look at the rag.

"Everyone thinks of you as some American harlot trying to steal their Irish Prince" Layla said frowning.

"I don't care what those people think"
Marcie picked up the magazine and started reading it.
"You don't care….but I am sure that his family does." Layla said dryly
Ming sighed "The only person that has a stick up her ass is John's mother."
"Where is she?" Layla asked

Ming looked at Evangeline to explain. Evangeline shook her head "She's on a self imposed seclusion, refusing to join the family until the wedding is called off"

Layla laughed "I have to meet this broad"
Everyone chuckled agreeing she did. Marcie closed the magazine "I've been through this Evangeline. Even though Michael walked away from his family the press had a field day trashing me. The called me everything from Ms. Piggy…to the librarian slut. It was very painful and if Mike wasn't so adamant in our love I would have called it off altogether."

"I'm sorry sweetie" Ming said disgusted that people would attack her that way.

Marcie eyes teared "People are cruel because they buy into the fantasy of what this life is supposed to be." She said gesturing around the room.

"Well, I dare anyone to say those things about you or Van to my face!" Layla snapped. "I think these folks in this town and Britain need to be set straight about the Williamson. Who the hell are they to turn their nose up to you without knowing you?"

"Layla, I don't want you making any statements to the press" Evangeline said quickly.
Layla laughed "You know me sis, I live to be in front of the camera!"

Evangeline put her hand to her head. "Oh brother"

"I think maybe she would plan a shopping spree, I mean go out and scout some dresses for the wedding" Ming said excitedly

Evangeline frowned "I don't know, the press has been circling this place. We leave they will be all over us."

"Which is exactly why you need to be seen out of there doing normal stuff. I won't let you hide from them Van! Besides what happens when you return to your life and school? Do you think it will all go back to normal?" Layla asked concerned.

Marcie nodded "She's right Evangeline, it's going to be tough for awhile, the sooner you get out and face it the better for you."

Evangeline blew out a frustrated breath and ran her hand through her hair. "I don't know guys. Let me talk to John, I mean what if there is a certain way we are to behave…."

"Screw that!" Ming snapped "You aren't a puppet. You behave the way you always behaved. I'm with Lay on this fuck the pretentious snots in this town. You are who you are period and they need to get used to it!"

Evangeline smiled. "Okay then..it's settled. Tomorrow morning we hit the streets of Dublin just us girls"

Ming and Layla cheered, and baby Chelsea clapped her chubby hands making them all laugh. Marcie smiled "Guys I'm telling you be prepared, its going to be rough even the good press is exhausting."

Layla shrugged "Bring it!"
Ming laughed "Damn right Bring it!"

Evangeline was so grateful to have them with her and she was even more. She'd finally get the chance to behave like an excited bride to be. Tomorrow would be great.

KNOCKKNOCK

"Enter" Eve said lying in her bed reading her bible.

John pushed the door open slowly "Mum…"
Eve removed her glasses and smiled "Johnny?"
Walking into the room he closed the door. "We need to talk"
"Yes son we do" she said getting out of bed and getting her robe. John saw her excitement from his visit and his heart sank. This would be difficult from them both.

She turned to him grinning "Please tell me that you have come to your senses and the wedding is off"