Chapter 128

Arrick encircles my waist affectionately, his body molding to mine, despite my attempts at batting him off subtly and then giving up again. Somehow her non-reaction makes me relax, and I admit, I like his touch a little too much to ever push it away for long.

“I’ve never understood you young folks and all this living in sin before marriage. Just get married if you want to cohabit and be done with it.” She sighs, contemplative and moves off to drag mugs out of the cupboard despite no one saying they wanted coffee.

“Mom, are you trying to give Sophs a heart attack? She has an aversion to marriage and babies. Give her another five years at least.” Arrick laughs, his breath tickles my neck, yet I’m still staring at her as though she has two heads. And as for five years. I think not. My five-year plan has stores and fashion week, not B’s!

He better re-think his time scale.

“Why? If my son upsets you, then come to me. I’ll kick him in the balls for you.” Sylvana wa