My best friends wedding!!!

So on the 14th of September 2013 was a date we all were looking for ward to.

The wedding we have all been waiting for has final arrived and the thing that makes it something to see forward to and be afraid of is my friend Framay. She is not a typical bride. My friendship with her started years ago when a mutual friend of ours wanted to have a good party. And since then we haven’t looked back. I could write a book on all our little adventures and parties, but this weekend was all about her and Rene. Finally she has found her Dogtanian. (long story short it was a group thing with the three musketeers)

Like I mentioned Framay is not you typical bride. She has to be the most diverse  person I have ever met in my whole life up till now. This was no ordinary wedding I can assure you that. From when the church bells ranged to ending the night in the guest house enjoying a last drink with the married couple. it was surprise after surprise.

I really enjoyed it from the moment we landed at the reception area till in the early hours of the next day enjoying the last drink. It was interesting to see and be part of such a wedding.

In the beginning we were not that into the whole game playing at a wedding reception but as the first game past and the ice was broken we went on and enjoyed so many more games. from switch shoes to guess the bride and guess the groom it made every one more relaxed. I actually got to mingle with people that I just met. (I am not that out going quite shy)

But ending the night dancing and celebrating my best friends wedding was something I would do again.

We can do no great things;
only small things 
with great love.

~ Mother Teresa ~

 

Love, love…. O no

I know it has been a while since my last post but due to good reason

I have been busy the last couple of weeks with my best friends wedding, My sisters Matric farewell(Prom) and my mother’s surprise birthday party. So had hardly any time for myself. Now that things have settled down and I can have a few moments to recap and rethink everything.  Sometime ago my life was turned up side down by a guy that shall not have a name due to knowledge of knowing it is him I will have to change my name and move away.

But with my life on the roller coaster ride from emotions going through me I can not make the right decisions at all.

To start at the beginning is to track back years and years ago when two kids didn’t know what real love is. And growing up and seeing each other on a daily basis didn’t stir the love pot yet.

Something made that vial drop, making me want him more then I want him to be my friend.

Why is it him that makes my heart race? Couldn’t it be someone else. Okay so being the whole drama avoidance squad I tried to make it seem like everything is okay. With out any success. he picked up on my discomfort and distance seconds after I arrived to one of the normal get together. That is how well he knows me. I swear if i wasn’t so afraid of what he might think I would have opened my mouth and sealed the deal with a kiss. But being me I shut it up and tried not to attract attention to my dilemma.

He still acted normal around me for long after I relies-ed I have more then friendship in mind with him. What if this is one sided? It has one through my mind countless times . To make things worse I have been in his presence a lot over the last few weeks more and more I get that I might be falling hard for a friend that I have always thought of as a brother.

Love comes in different shapes and sizes. It comes when you least expect it to happen to you. I have maid the mistake to walk away from the person I liked so much to prevent heart ache for myself. I don’t want to walk away from these feelings, I really don’t but what if this is just one sided and I loose him forever?

I Only have one thing that I a scared of and the thing that scares me most is rejection.

“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”

Lao Tzu

Wedding rings and the best man part 4

Minutes later my husband came back with star bucks coffee and donuts. Chocolate chip and cream donuts they are my favourite. How did he know?

He came in for a kiss. This kiss is like a drug once I start there can be no stopping me from wanting more. I turn my face away just in time for his lips to hit my cheek. Big mistake the chills still went down giving my body a wake up call that he is near.

“So babe,” He continued like I didn’t just reject his kiss. “What’s on your mind?”

My insides are screaming ‘You!’ But my mind has other plans.

Latching out on him about my sister and the wedding in two days. Why I was here and the ring thing.

He listened to me like I wasn’t complaining about things. I stopped to look at him. Some of the cream of the doughnut was still on his upper lip. Making me bite into my lips. Tempted to kiss away the sweat cream to get to his delicious lips.

“Can you read minds?” The question just popped out.

“Why do you ask?”

“You know more about me then I would tell to anybody when I first meet them. How is it possible?”

“We just clicked that’s all. “

“It can’t be that simple. Getting my favourite donuts with my coffee just as I like it, it can’t be a clicked thing there is more.”

“You are quite the talker when you are ahead. Not that it is bad.” He added when my face was going a nice shade of red.

“Talker. I only get like that when I have vodka. Did I have any last night?” looking back to his face. The morning shadow of stubble was making him look sexier. Giving him a rough and tough look. And I married him. One thing is for sure when he walks in I loose all my good senses and wits’.

“I only recall the few drinks we had after rocking the dance floor or kind of dance floor at the pub. You were persistent with the barkeeper to let us stay for a few more but he was hard to convince.” I looked away from him to the window and somehow the lost memory gaps where returning.

“We went to that road house afterwards. With the big uhm cowboy statue, didn’t we?”

“Jip that is where you proposed and we got married in the chapel a few blocks down.”

“So why did you marry me?”

“I think that after hearing your story and you hearing mine. We just did it.”

“Your story? And what story of mine? Wait I told you about my ex and the wedding”

“Yes you did. And mine was almost the same. We have a connection but the sparks flew with the very first kiss.”

“I kind of remember some bits of last night but there are still a lot of dark parts.” I turned back to face him again. “Maybe you should tell me.”

“I might later. I am on my honeymoon baby we have a lifetime to get to the glory detail of how we met.”

“I have my sister’s wedding to added and to get this” moving my hands to and fro between us “sorted out as soon as that is done.”

“Sort out what? We are married.”

The urge to strangle him was getting huge. What did he think we would stay married?

“I wasn’t going to tell my parents. O hi mom hey dad guess what I got married two days before your precious little princess.

And to make things worse my sister is going to throw a big hissy fit. It is going to be blaming Amber game. Trying to steal her lime light. The only thing that she could be the center of attention. I had  ruined by marring some guy.”

“I shall be there to protect you babe.”

To be continued

Wedding rings and the best man part 3

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(This contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable)

I must be dreaming. This can’t be real. Opening my eyes to stare into blue eyes that sparkle or shine.

“Hey” my voice was low. His hand that was draped over my bodice curled up to my face tucking away a stray strand of hair.

“How about that coffee now.” he smiled at my confused look.

“What a way to speak to your wife.”  giving him a light poke against one hard fore arm.

“Ouch, that hurt.” But he could hide the pleasure from his voice.

“Big baby.” I wanted to move away but he pulled me closer. Kissing my lips with butterfly kisses. As he proceeds down to my neck to the one spot my pulse was going mad.

“I thought you wanted coffee.”

He raises slowly giving me a grin that made me feel boneless.

“Darling I am a newlywed so maybe just to refuel I would get the coffee.” He looked reluctant to leave but got up. Giving me a good look at his backside. I blushed when I saw the red lines that I made with my fingers when he took me over the edge. I could feel the heat again waiting impatiently for his return. To take me again.

Pulling the cover over my head reality come knocking on my door. I got married to a stranger. A sexy stranger build to perfection. A sexy, sex god with stamina of a kind I haven’t yet experienced. The love making was out of this world. The touches and kisses. Not even mentioning  his skill.

I am going to have a problem with walking if he can do this to me over and over again. But facing reality didn’t seem like an good idea I wanted this fantasy to last even for one more time. My phone ringing got me out of my day dream or not quite a day dream a reenactment of  our bodies in my mind.

“Hey Stephanie.” I greeted my sister.

” Amber, where are you? I have a ton of thing to do before the wedding and you are a no show with the rings. Charles is having a fit cause he thought he could trust you with a simple task to get the rings from the jewelry store.” Her ranting and display of annoyance with me. making me the bad sibling was an usual trade. Being the oldest and making the way for the younger bunch.

“I am not even going to be done when the wedding march starts. Why aren’t you here?”

“Seph, I just got the rings last night.” It wasn’t a lie. I did get them. I just didn’t mention a tiny problem. Other wise she would have a field day with me.  I am not afraid of many things but one thing that is on that short list is my sister’s temperamental mood swings.

“I slept over in the hotel because my flight was cancelled.” I remember being late for the flight. The silence made me worried. Did she believe that.

” So when shall you be here?”

O no, she is angry.

“When I can catch a plane back. I am on my way to the airport.”

“Call me when you know your plans. Cause mine doesn’t seem to be worth anything to you.”

The sound of silence came again. Looking at the phone in my hand my mind was pointed to one side. She is mad and I am in shit about the rings. The ring made rainbow of light colors across the sealing. I had to get it off and back into its boxes. How am I going to explain this to her? O god I am so going to hell for all of this.

To be continued

Wedding rings and best man continue

Continued 

(This contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable)

He moved and my mind was snapped back to the man in front of me. He was more magnificent then any guy I have been with. Broad shoulders with strong arms,  that had hold me tight through the night till just minutes ago. Long fingers that my mind was recalling to have walked and spread over my skin and body a few times  during unprotected sex. My breath caught in my throat. Making it hard to breathe.

I could be pregnant.

He was at my side taking my hand  pushing my slightly down to sit in a chair opposite of the bed.

“What is wrong? You look like you saw a ghost.”

“I might… be pregnant”

Silence was overwhelming and something broke in me. I cried.

That seemed to be the most reasonable thing to do at that moment. Tears that he wiped away before gathering me up into his arms holding me against his heart that felt safe. I wanted to stay there to savor the moment but the thought of depending on another person now. Was not what my head wanted but my heart yearned for. I wanted to feel save like before Andrew left. I wanted to be loved like I am the one and only. I wanted to belong to someone.

Pushing slightly against his chest that made the fire in me turn up. He had his head on top of mine before I moved. now his face was inches from mine. Blue eyes searching for a signal that I am alright.

As if it was natural to take my hand up his torso from were they where  on his chest to his shoulders. Reaching for each other behind his neck. Moving closer to close the gap to his lips.

Instinctively my lips moved against his. Tip of my tongue sweeping over his mouths opening. A soft moan that came from the back of my throat startled me, giving him just the signal to deepen the kisses more. Somehow I was back on the bed with him over me the way he kissed was certainly a drug that I could not think to live without any time soon.  He hands got hold of my shirt pulling at the hem. My hands had a mind of their own traveling over him. helping him get rid of the boundaries that was still between our skins. Soon both panting from heated insides and overdrive hormones we look with wanting at each other. I wanted him deep buried inside me. Moving and taking me with him to paradise. His eyes talked the same sentence.

“Love me” was all I said before falling back on to the bed. My body his for the taking.

To be continued

Wedding rings and the best man

Running late was one of my few contributes to the wedding of the year. My sister is getting married in a few hours and I am miles away from the church. The last forty eight hours was just damn disaster from the first second I opened my eyes. Waking up to a total stranger seems like a regular occurrence in my life since my fiance decided he was in love with his P.A.

To make it better the guy snoring next to me was quite the looker. Dark hair cut short but still was long enough to run my fingers through them. Blushing cause the memory of my fingers traveling the body and that was for sure what I did every contour and curve of muscle flexed under my touch. Swallowing hard to think of that made me want to do that again. Wanting to stay I just couldn’t, I had to get home. One rule about sleeping with different men was  to never take them home. Trying to be stealth about getting up and gathering my clothes. just as my jeans slip over my butt.

Dark chocolate voice came from the sleeping Greek god. “Coffee would be amazing now babe.”Frozen by his sudden command. That made me aware of something on my finger. Raising my hand up was the end. My sisters wedding ring was on my ring finger. Glaring at me  as the sunlight caught the diamante. I felt sick even faint. What happened last night?  Why am I wearing my sisters wedding ring? The questions flew through my mind at the speed of light.

As I turn back to the man still in bed my puzzled face, with eyes going from him to the ring.

“What’s wrong babe?”

“What is this?” Pointing to my finger.

“We got hitched last night.” He said that without blinking.

“With my sister’s wedding band?!”

“You gave the rings. So I don’t know.”

running my hand over my face trying to think about the night before but there was to many gapes to fill in.

“So how about that coffee.”

“You can get that yourself.” I was irritated and confused. What have I done? I have my sister’s ring on my finger and is married to a guy I don’t even remember or know. Looking for all my things to get some indication on what happened the previous night.

His eyes followed me all over the room while I searched for my things.

“What are you looking at?” I snapped after a few minutes.

“At my wife.”

“I am not your wife”

“Well we have the marriage certificate and had the ceremony last night.”

“I don’t remember. I don’t even remember your name. So how could we be married if I can’t even remember your name.”

“Wesley,” He murmured rolling out of bed

“What?” I asked confused. What did he say?

“The name is Wesley Amherst. Ms Amherst.” He was straitening up to his full body length that made my eyes travel over his back down to his bare ass. Making its path to his strong thighs. snapping back up as he turns to look at me.

Ice blue eyes take mine hostage for a few seconds before I turned away blushing. What have I done? Where did I get this man? Where was I last night? Why did I get married?

To be continued

Back to reality

Hey to all I hope everyone had a fantastic festive season. For that I have had(smile)

I know that I have been neglecting my blog but with good reason. For the last couple of weeks I have traveled, moved, celebrated and enjoyed a Holiday over the festive season. (wish I could do some of it all over again. Sigh) But any way I am back to reality. It is some what more comfortable then I would like to admit. Routine, work, people. I seem to have missed it a little.

Deep down I wish that it was again the start of my holiday where I was on my way to my cousins wedding (what a way to kick start a holiday) Ithala game reserve lodge. WOW what a place to be. Gorgeous place to have a wedding.

In Kwazulu-natal South Africa, I found myself in a peace of Eden. Beauty of nature and rustic architecture made it a place were you are one one with nature. (And not far from technology)

Surrounded by bush veld trees and wild animals made it more  like a Jungle book scene then a wedding venue.

Naming just some of the Wild Animals listed at this reserve – Elephant, Rhinoceros, Giraffes, diverse buck (spring buck, water buck etc.) zebra’s, baboons, monkeys, etc.

Enough advertizing. We had such a wonderful time there that it seems like a life time ago. The wedding was all and all lovely and was a good start too. Having a wedding in one of world’s most beautiful places is amazing to witness and maybe one day, shall I be as lucky to get a nature wedding too.

I admit I am a sucker when it

comes to weddings – I just love it. (maybe I should have become a wedding planner)

So after the wedding my holiday was on track with every moment planned – doing nothing for as long as I could. Until the big move. (oohg) What a mission boxes and furniture every where you looked making me nerves . How am I going to move all that.

I must say I have some pretty awesome friends that was more then happy to help me move. (Next time I am moving with just my clothes. Into a place that is already furnished) Sipping ice cold beer under the big oak tree was a reward like no other. We were done everything was in its place. The relaxing can start again.

Just wait Tomorrow is the end of the word (LOL) we had a streetbraai to make a moment of 21 December 2012. Friends all together laughing talking and eating amazing watermelon while the men stood with braai – meat ready like just South African’s can.

Family – The one thing that I have plenty of (not complaining about it) it is great to have so much to be thankful for. Christmas is the best time to spend with family and friends.  Now it seems like a dream. Everybody has their special way of celebrating Christmas now.

New years – Time to say goodbye to the old and hello to the new. New years resolutions made for what would be – hope to be a kick ass 2013….

So to end my post for today I would like to say may all have a happy New year filled with Love, Joy, Happiness and peace.