Page 128 of Blossoms of the Heart
Chapter 26
Phoebe
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That’s how we were for the next month.
In this bubble of our own where the only things that mattered was us.
I’d never experienced so much happiness in my life.
Never dreamt that I could feel this way about anyone.
It was how we would have been if we’d gotten together years ago.
Or…
Maybe not.
It was various things that happened to you in life that shaped you. Defined you. Made certain things more special. Like us now. Being without each other made me want him more.
Every day I felt like I couldn’t get enough and when I had him I still wanted more.
I really felt like I had everything and everything would be okay as long as I had him.
Today we spent most of the morning in bed and now we were on the beach kissing.
It was Saturday. A most welcomed break from work and trying to sneak off to be with each other while we should be working.
I’d had to let poor Scott down on our date weeks ago, which I shouldn’t have planned but he understood. I never said it was because Tai and I were together but I figured it was kind of becoming obvious by now that we were.
Akito and Mitsuke knew of course. We didn’t have to tell them.
But by them knowing, or rather Akito, I had to keep my focus because truth be told I hadn’t done much work on the damn journal.
That I’m here for business mantra I tried was lost on me now and I had to try hard to remember that I was in Japan for work, not frolicking around with Tai whenever I wanted.
“You’re worrying about something baby.” Tai pulled back and smiled.
Missing his lips I went for him again but he pulled back once more teasing me.
“Hey, I don’t want to stop.”
“What are you thinking about?” He raised a brow.
“The journal.” I confessed.
“Princess it’s Saturday. Forget the journal.” He chuckled pulling me into his lap.
“I feel bad that I haven’t done more work.”
He tugged on the edge of my t-shirt. “Phoebe we have time. Lots. You’re nearly done aren’t you?”
I didn’t tell him I’d gotten stuck again the other day. I winced.
“No.”
“Right, we’re not talking about this anymore. Monday is for things like that.” He raised his brows and pulled me closer. “Weekends are for us. We still have a lot of catching up to do.”
