Chapter 39
Bliss
"Sweet Dream"- Greg Laswell
Kyle (POV)
Amanda and I had spent most of the day touring the city. Being able to share this experience with her was amazing, it was wonderful to be able to see her so happy. We came back to the hotel room to relax a little before we went out for dinner.
"What are you looking at?" I asked, climbing onto the bed with her.
"Oh, the photographers sent us the digital prints from the wedding. They want us to pick which ones we want hard copies of," she explained as I slipped my arm around her.
"That's a good one," I said, pointing to the candid shot of Amanda and I dancing with Brice.
"I didn't even see that one." She smiled, clicking on it to enlarge the image. "This one goes to the 'yes file.'"
"Which ones are in the 'yes file'?" I asked.
"Just the few I've looked at from the reception. I haven't even looked at the ones from the ceremony yet," she admitted, clicking through the ones she had chosen.
"That's a good one of you and Declan," she said, pointing out the one of us grinning, his arm slung around my shoulders and mine around his.
We went through most of the photos. There were the traditional ones of Amanda and I in the garden, after we kissed, as we said our vows, Jack leading her down the aisle. A few ones of the grooms men and I, then ones of her and the bridesmaids. We seemed to pick a lot of the candid shots of the wedding, some were posed but that didn't really matter.
"It's almost 6 o'clock; we should get ready for dinner," I said, glancing at my watch.
"I still can't believe that you were able to call this morning and get a reservation at the restaurant in the Eiffel tower," she said, closing her laptop and setting it on the night stand, about to get up from the bed.
"Well I guess I just have a way with French words," I smirked, wrapping one arm around her waist and pulling her back down to the bed.
"Kyle!" she giggled as I rested on my forearm hovering over her.
She rested her hand on my side as I caressed her check with my thumb and stared into her eyes. I pecked her lips ever so softly before delving into a deeper kiss. I moved my hand along her side until I reached her thy, and hitched it around my hip. I moved my lips from hers, along her jaw line and down her neck as she worked to lift my black t-shirt off of me. She arched and caused us to roll so that she was on top of me, unbuckling my belt. I had been able to remove her tank top and throw it to the floor. I flipped us back over so that I was on top of her again, and tore off her jeans, seeing as how she had already removed mine.
Declan (POV)
It was starting to get really cold out at night as November grew on. I came out of my last class for the night wishing I had remembered to bring my jacket. I pulled the hood of my white hoodie closer to my face as I walked home to the apartment.
"It is freezing outside," I said, dumping my backpack on floor in the hallway and kicked off my shoes.
"You forgot you jacket again…" Lori gathered, looking up from playing on the floor with Brice. "Your Uncle Declan isn't always the smartest man, Brice."
"That really hurts, Trager," I said, plopping down on the floor to join them. "How's your day been?"
"It was great; I spent a few hours in the studio and met with my agent for lunch. She wants me to start producing for new artists. We even talked about starting a record label."
Whenever she talked about her music she always seemed so passionate about it. "That's wonderful, Lori. When would all this start?" I asked, taking the ball the Brice had handed me.
"That's what I'm not sure of; I don't think I would want to go into this completely blind. I thought about talking to Amanda when she and Kyle get back; since she's been working with the Street Records she would know where to start," she rambled a little
"Wow, this is great! I'm really proud of you, Lori." I leaned over and kissed her.
"Thank you, I just feel like things are finally starting to fall into place," she grinned.
"Well that's because it finally is." I smiled, tossing the ball back to Brice. "Have you guys eaten yet?"
"Yeah, we did, there's leftovers in the fridge though," she said
I hopped up and made my way to the kitchen. As I re-heated the chicken and macaroni and cheese, I could hear Lori tell Brice it was time to take a bath and get ready for bed. I took my food back to the living room and pulled out a few my books from class, our final exams were coming up and I needed to start studying.
"He wants you to read him a bed time story," Lori said, plopping down next to me on the couch. "If you're busy I can do it."
"No, it's not a problem, I'll do it." I set aside my books and went down the hall to his temporary room.
"Hey, little man, what book is it tonight?" I asked, moving the chair to his bed side.
"This one, Uncle Declan," he said, handing me the same book I read him last night.
I started the book and was able to get halfway through it before he asked me when Kyle and Amanda would be home.
"They'll be home on Saturday. Just two more days, okay?" I reminded him.
"But I don't understand why they left in the first place." He was having a hard time with this.
"Well every once in a while, mommy's and daddy's need to have their alone time." I tried to keep it simple. "You'll understand when you're older. Now how about we finish this book and you get to sleep."
He nodded reluctantly and I continued on with the book. His eyes were drooping by the last page, so I tucked him in and said goodnight before leaving the room to get back to my work.
Kyle (POV)
Amanda curled up on my lap, as we lounged on the sofa by the window. It was our last night here, and due to the fact that it was pouring outside we made the decision to stay in. We ordered room service and just relaxed enjoying the view of the city we had.
"Do we have to leave?" she mused, sipping her wine.
"We have family to get back to," I chuckled, tightening my arm around her for a moment.
"I wonder how our little boy is doing," she smiled.
"Hopefully he's having fun with his aunt and uncle."
"Was it weird to see Jessi at the wedding?" she asked, completely changing the subject.
"She seems different. I didn't really get to talk to her that much but…" I trailed of taking a sip of my own glass of wine.
"But?" she asked, waiting for me to finish.
"She told me that she left because she felt if she stayed she would lose herself." I finished.
"What did she mean by, 'lose herself'?" she questioned.
"Jessi, never truly knew a life other than what Madacorp had programmed her to know. And anything other than that has been related to me. Her exact words were 'It's always been your family, your friends, your past, your life.' I guess she left to find herself."
"Is she back to stay now?"
"I honestly don't know. If Jessi is anything like Sarah was, I doubt she'll be here for long."
"Do you want her to stay?" I knew I had to be careful answering this question.
"I love the life I have now, with you and Brice and the rest of the family. That doesn't mean that I don't worry about her from time to time. She's the only one left that knows what its like-"
"To be you," she finished. I couldn't help but feel I had hurt her by saying that.
"Amanda, I'm sor-"
"No, Kyle, I understand that there is a part of your life that Jessi will always understand more than I can. You guys have a past, its fine, everyone has their baggage. It's not like we're seventeen anymore." She was definitely right, and this was a mature side of Amanda that I loved to see.
"I love you Mrs. Trager," I smiled
"Besides, I've already won: We're married," she joked, shifting to straddle my lap.
"Oh really? What does that mean?" I grinned.
"Well it means I get to do this…" she mumbled, kissing my lips. "And this…" She began to unbutton my shirt.
"Well than by all means…" I chuckled, standing up with her locked around my waist.
AN: Hey everyone! This chapter was pretty much fluff but it was fun to write. I hope everyone enjoyed reading this new chapter! And I hope to hear from you guys with any feedback; ideas, things you want to see happen, everything is welcome and appreciated!