<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066</id><updated>2009-11-10T19:30:50.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydreams of 2 girls</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Pingerrain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>347</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-7689197912092068833</id><published>2009-11-10T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:42:09.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let me take care of you"</title><content type='html'>We both returned to our rooms for the night.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Autumn had decided to bunk in with Gareth for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it was time to pack up.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?" Nicholas asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Packing up. I'm taking a flight out tonight, remember?" I said, continued with putting the clothes into my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;"Stop." Nicholas commanded. I continued.&lt;br /&gt;"I said, STOP!" Nicholas shouted, intercepting my packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took my hand, and took me to the couch and made me sit down. He looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll do the packing." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"No," I stopped him.&lt;br /&gt;"You know I always pack my own bags." I replied, getting up.&lt;br /&gt;"I told you to sit!" He shouted. It was the first time I see Nicholas losing his cool.&lt;br /&gt;"You are pregnant for goodness sake! Can you please let me help you?" He said in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;"How did you know?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"You saw your test kit in the bathroom." He said, calming down.&lt;br /&gt;I kept silence.&lt;br /&gt;"Is this the reason why you are considering our marriage?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my mouth trying to say something but...&lt;br /&gt;"It's my child you are carrying for goodness sake!" He shouted in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my silence.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want a baby in this equation." I finally spoke.&lt;br /&gt;"because..." I continued, he interrupted me by putting his finger on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;"I understand what your concerns are." He said gently.&lt;br /&gt;"Pris, I want to be in your life permanently." He continued.&lt;br /&gt;"You always have been taking care of everything and everyone around you, but you never had someone who could take care of you." He added.&lt;br /&gt;"Let me take care of you, please." Nicholas on one knee, said as he looked at me with his bright blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he said was true. I used to have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;When dad and mum came into the picture, I had everything, so I started to take care of everything for everyone around me because I was afraid to be left behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know how." I said, tears welling in my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;"You can start by letting me pack your bags." He said gently, shifting his position to sit beside me.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"No, I pack my own bags." I replied. He sigh.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, let's compromise. I help you lift your luggage to the bed so you can pack on the bed while I'll go fetch the things you need." He said, putting his arms around me, holding me close.&lt;br /&gt;"Alright." I replied, and we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we finish the last zip on the bags, there was a knock on the door.&lt;br /&gt;"Pris?" Autumn called.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on in." I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey sis, all ready?" She asked simply. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Shall we go out for supper?" She asked again.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok! I'm hungry!" I said, rubbing my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go to Carnegie Deli." I said. Nicholas and Gareth's eyes widen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-7689197912092068833?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7689197912092068833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=7689197912092068833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/7689197912092068833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/7689197912092068833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-me-take-care-of-you.html' title='&quot;Let me take care of you&quot;'/><author><name>Pingerrain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02399430929740219430'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-7114646271811457207</id><published>2009-11-09T17:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:33:38.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby names / A little disappointment</title><content type='html'>Pris and I got of baby stuff. Clothes and accessories. It was alot that the guys were begninng to be rather suspicious about something. While we were at Babys'R'Us, and Pris was still shopping for item, Nicholas, Gareth and I were just chatting, while waiting for her. I noticed Pris making a phone call and had moved off in a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say guys..", I began. Both guys stopped what they were doing and looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;"I was just wondering.", I said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"If you had daughters, what would want to name your daughters?", I asked them curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both guys looked at me in surprise and both smiled widely. I looked at them wide eyed. Something was definately up. And then they started like non-stop radio hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, there's Britany, Zoe, Arianna, Arianne is nice too.", Gareth began.&lt;br /&gt;"Madison, Megan, Sade, Harmony. What else? There's Heather, Mary-Ann, Sade, Pheobe, Jade.", Nicholas said.&lt;br /&gt;"Jasmine! Gabriella, Rayne, Renee, Paige, Basil, Rosemary, Sage.", Gareth continued.&lt;br /&gt;"Name of herbs?", I looked at him and made a face.&lt;br /&gt;"Edith, Elle, Magdelene, Caleigh, Carissa, Tegan, Kenzie, Vivianne, Stella, Summer.", Nicholas continued as hestuck out a finger for every name her mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went crazy with the names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait wait!!", I stopped them. They looked at me in surprise. Pris returned to join us.&lt;br /&gt;"If you could choose only one name, a favourite name. Which would it be?", I asked them. nicholas and Gareth stood there and thought for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chloe! I love Chloe!", Gareth exclaimed. I arched a brow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, because it was the same name I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like Emily or Aemee.", Nicholas said simply and looked at Pris. I spied him. I could not put my finger to both guys' behavior today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amy? As in Amy?", Pris asked Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's A-e-m-e-e.", Nicholas spelt out for Pris.&lt;br /&gt;"Nice name Aemee.", Pris replied with a smile as they went to pay up for their purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So is Chloe good? If we had a girl?", Gareth asked me. I turned to look at him.&lt;br /&gt;"We? There was never we.", I said and waved him off.&lt;br /&gt;"Then what if it were a boy?", he asked excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire, what is wrong with you today?", I asked him with a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I--", he began, but we heard Pris calling out for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a whole day of shopping and we had bought too much things. After a fantastic dinner, we headed back to the penthouse. I plonked myself on the couch and turned on the TV. I sighed. Something was up today with the two guys. First Pris and I saw them jumping up and down when we returned to the penthouse after a short tour of the hotel. Then, both of them started acting rather strangely. I thought for moment and can't put two and two together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie?", Gareth called out. I looked up.&lt;br /&gt;"Shower time.", he whispered with a grin. I grinned back at him and left Pris and Nocholas to their own devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our slow and sensual shower, Gareth and I cuddled in bed. Gareth propped himself on his side on a pillow and looked at me and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes St Claire?", I asked him. He reached out and gently touched my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure you don't have anything to tell me?", he prompted gently. I looked up and frowned and sat up suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;"Be careful.", he said and sat up with me.&lt;br /&gt;"Be careful?", I looked at him. I was getting an inclination. Gareth then gently rubbed my tummy. I looked at him.&lt;br /&gt;"What is it St Claire? You look like you're going to burst.", I teased.&lt;br /&gt;"Can you just tell me?", he whined.&lt;br /&gt;"Tell you what?", I asked him, lost for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me that you are pregnant? All that baby shopping going on this afternoon.", Gareth finally blurted out. I looked at him for a second and then laughed out loud. Gareth looked at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Pregnant? Since when?", I asked him in between laughter.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, since this.", he said and got up and went to my bag and pulled out the test. I looked at it and laughed even harder.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong? You mean you are not?", he asked, his eyes dimmed.&lt;br /&gt;"Silly, I'm not pregnant. That isn't mine.", I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Then who's is it?", Gareth asked in surprise then it dawned to him.&lt;br /&gt;"Priscilla?", he asked in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are not to tell Nic.", I warned him.&lt;br /&gt;"That was her first test and it tested positive. So I told her to take another one..", I explained.&lt;br /&gt;"Which Nic found to be positive.", Gareth continued my sentence. I looked up in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Nic found it? Oh crap, this is bad news. Pris wants to go for a blood test to be sure before she tells Nic anything.", I said and frowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are not to say anything!", I told Gareth seriously. He stopped climbing into bed halfway and looked up at me. I laughed. He looked funny.&lt;br /&gt;"What?", he whined.&lt;br /&gt;"Just promise you won't tell Nic anything. It's not for us to tell him anyways.", I said gently. Gerath settled back in bed and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait here.", I said and got off the bed and ransacked my purchases today. I grinned to myself.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie?", Gareth called out.&lt;br /&gt;"Give me a moment.", I said and went into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darling...", I drawled as I stepped out of the bathroom. Gareth looked up, his eyes wide. I sauntered towards him.&lt;br /&gt;"What do you think?", I asked him seductively. Gareth's jaw dropped. I smirked and crawled into bed towards him. Gareth watched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I straddled him and looked at him. I lifted his chin upward gently with my finge to close his mouth and grinned. Gareth's eyes shone and he slowly grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That took some time.", I drawled and shifted a little.&lt;br /&gt;"I thought I said no to this?", he spoke slowly.&lt;br /&gt;"But that was because you thought I was pregnant. I hope you aren't disappointed.", I said softly and leaned closer to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth held me back and looked at me. His eyes suddenly dimmed. I shifted backwards and looked at him. I sighed and looked away and was about to get off him when I felt his hands on my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was disappointed to find out that you were not pregnant. But on second thought, it was a good thing also. We are not in a relationship of sorts yet, so if you really were pregnant, then we have to marry. I would love that, but I promised that I will slow down to keep in pace with you until you are ready.", Gareth said softly with a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire--", I began only to be kissed throughly by him. We parted.&lt;br /&gt;"And what you have on now..", he growled low. I grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"Did you get this for me?", he asked. I could feel his arousal under me.&lt;br /&gt;"What if I did?", I asked him seductively.&lt;br /&gt;"You do know what will happen next, don't you?", he warned with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;"Show me.", I suggested and leaned forward to kiss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth kissed me back with equal ardor and caressed my thighs, slowly moving upwards to my hips, waist and forward to my breasts. I moaned under his kisses. We parted and he trailed kisses down my neck to my shoulders and my cleavage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are never to wear this out.", he growled against my breast.&lt;br /&gt;"Why?", I asked, my breath heavy.&lt;br /&gt;"I can't have you parading your assets to other men.", he said and nipped at me.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not yours to order around St Claire.", I panted, urging him on.&lt;br /&gt;"Very soon you will be.", he grinned. His left hand grabbed my left breast. I groaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth slowly undid the hooks to the corset, freeing my breasts. He capatured my right nipple in his mouth and suckled gently and teased the other with his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth!", I moaned out loud. He released me and reached up to kiss me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we kissed, I reached down to stroke the length of his arousal. It was hard and ready. I got off Gareth and gently pulled his shorts off. Gareth looked down and I grinned up at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no you don't...", Gareth stammered, breathless and reached out for me.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yes..", I said softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed his arousal and gently stroked it, feeling its thickness and length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autmn!", Gareth moaned and lay back on the pillow.&lt;br /&gt;"You like this don't you?", I teased him and stroked him faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth groaned louder. I stopped and flick my tongue on the tip of his arousal. Gareth moaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie... Don't do tha--", Gareth's voice was tight. I teased him by trailing my tongue down his length, Gareth bucked upwards. I grinned to myself. Gareth looked down at me and I looked up to him as I took him into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;"Au....", Gareth sighed and collapsed back on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suckled and teased. Gently pulling away and taking him back into my mouth. Gareth was panting so hard and he finally grabbed my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop...", he said breathlessly. I looked up and gently sucked on his arousal and let my mouth slide to the tip and teased the tip with my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie.. Stop.. Anymore and I will...", he stammered. I released him and reached up to kiss him.&lt;br /&gt;Gareth grabbed me and pushed me down hard on the bed and kissed me hungrily. I could feel his arousal prodding against my thigh. He grabbed my breasts and kissed me feverently. Hot, urgent, hungry and wanting. He settled himself betwen my legs and nudged them further apart with his thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot wait anymore. I must have you now.", Gareth said against me neck, panting. I caressed his back down to his hips and urged him lower.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie..", he moaned as he probbed my entrance.&lt;br /&gt;"You are so wet.", as he entered me slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arched my back as he entered me slowly. I grabbed his hips and urged him on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't stop Gareth.", I moaned. Gareth looked up at me and kissed me as he went further in.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn.", he grunted as he fully embedded himself in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into a slow rhythem, enjoying each other's touch and kisses. We changed a few positions throughout our love making. Back in the missionary position, Gareth entered me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth.", I sighed with pleasure. Gareth began to thrust harder and faster.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie.. Almost..", he struggled against my shoulder. I grabbed his butt and urged him on.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't stop Gareth. Ah.. Oh..", I whispered, breathless in his ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climaxed and sunk my fingernails into Gareth's back and cried out. A few more hard thrust and Gareth climaxed in me. He slumped on top of me. We were panting, glistered in sweat. Gareth shifted and got off me, sliding out slowly from me. I closed my eyes and whimpered and felt dampness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn.", Gareth sighed and settled in beside me.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth..", I began. He looked at me wide eyed and looked up to the ceiling, then placed his arm over his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"I forgot again.", he whispered. I reached up and nuzzled his neck. Gareth wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry my love. You were just too irresistable", he whispered. I said nothing, only held him tighter.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong chérie", he asked concerned.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing. I'm just tired.", I said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's get clean up, see if Pris is ok then get some sleep.", He suggested. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a quick shower together and we headed over to Pris and Nicholas room. Pris was going home that same evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-7114646271811457207?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7114646271811457207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=7114646271811457207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/7114646271811457207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/7114646271811457207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-names-little-disappointment.html' title='Baby names / A little disappointment'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-9130686359348757813</id><published>2009-11-09T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:45:30.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>We went shopping. &lt;br /&gt;We first dropped by Times Square Hersheys and M&amp;amp;M world to pick up some chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of plushies and toys and very colourful. After picking up some chocolate, we head to Macy's.&lt;br /&gt;Macy's took up almost the whole day. From the first floor on cosmetics and bags, to many levels of clothes, bags, shoes, household items, and even jewellery counters, we were spoilt for choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking up a few clothing items, and while Autumn was having fun trying out levi's jeans, I was a level higher at the children's department, where they have ralph lauren clothes for children and toddlers. There is also a section of hello kitty children clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a few clothing items for the baby girl as well as for Megan's child.&lt;br /&gt;"We won't need all these clothes just yet. We should be looking at baby clothing." He said as he took the pile from my hand.&lt;br /&gt;I took it back from him.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm buying for my butler's grandchild, back home in Singapore!" I snapped, grabbing the clothes back.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh..." Nicholas was stunned for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;"I thought was because of..." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Because of what?" I asked, staring back at him. He was silent.&lt;br /&gt;"Never mind." He replied. Some things were best left unsaid in public areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we headed to Victoria Secrets Store right up the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside, the guys were taking in to the awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;Autumn picked up a few sexy and things that barely covers for me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but they won't be of use for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't they fit you?" Nicholas asked me, as he saw that I returned the sales lady the bulk of lingerie.&lt;br /&gt;I kept quiet. He signal to the sales lady to pack up everything I returned.&lt;br /&gt;"I would like to see you in those." He gently whispered into my ears and gave me a mischievous grin.&lt;br /&gt;I nudged him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the fragrance and toiletries section to pick out fragrances and bath gels.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were looking through the fragrances as well.&lt;br /&gt;"I like this one!" I heard Gareth said to Autumn picking up a bottle of fragrance named 'Ooh la la'. I giggled.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas took a bottle off the shelf and spray at the nape of my neck. He then bent down ans smelt me.&lt;br /&gt;"I like this one on you. Let's get this one." He said, taking a bottle of Heavenly Angels Divine and the body lotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jumped to Baby'r'us near to H&amp;amp;M to pick out more baby clothes and accessories.&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some baby bottles. I took out my mobile and gave Ben a call. It should be about 7am in the morning over in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ben?" I called.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh good morning miss." He replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning. How is the baby?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh she's good, in fact she has started to flip on her belly already." He said. I got excited.&lt;br /&gt;"Flipped?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yup, she is beginning to learn to flip so she can crawl." Ben said. I listen intently.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, she's awake." Ben said and I could hear a distinctive cry.&lt;br /&gt;"Put her on." I said. Ben put the phone near to the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked further away from the trio and listen for the baby. I sing her a lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;Ben saw the baby calming down and is smiling, and is making happy gurgling noises.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow!" I heard Ben said before he put himself on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;"The baby seems to recognise your voice." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Dr. White actually gave the baby a check. She is now about 3 months old, but we cannot totally know when she is born." Ben said. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"OK, by the way, do Megan need anything? I'm at a baby megamart. I can buy them together." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Is that Pris?" I heard Megan's voice.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Megan." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Get toys, ya?" I heard her say.&lt;br /&gt;"Things like those exercise gyms, play beds with the toys dangling on top kind." She added.&lt;br /&gt;"The toys in Singapore aren't fantastic. I think it will be better if u get it over there." She said.&lt;br /&gt;"Megan!" I heard Ben shouted from behind. &lt;br /&gt;"OK." I replied, giggling.&lt;br /&gt;"Tell Ben it's fine. The two babies can share the toys." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Yup!" She replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Okie, I got to go. I will get the toys you said." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Bye!" I added and hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toys.&lt;br /&gt;When I was back, I heard a commotion. The guys were rattling on something like girls' names.&lt;br /&gt;"Chloe! I love Chloe!" Gareth exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"I like Emily or Aemee." Nicholas replied, staring hard at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amy? As in Amy?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's A-e-m-e-e." He replied, walking over to help me with my stuff, looking at my eyes, still trying to get some hints from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice name. Aemee." I replied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-9130686359348757813?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/9130686359348757813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=9130686359348757813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/9130686359348757813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/9130686359348757813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Pingerrain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02399430929740219430'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-593920414695428869</id><published>2009-11-08T02:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:21:23.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for Baby Stuff</title><content type='html'>It was then we stopped at a store, and Pris walked right in. I looked up and walked in with Pris. It was a store that sold baby stuff. We walked around and I joined Pris at the clothes section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is adorable.", I said and held up a pink jumper. Pris nodded and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"This as well.", she commented and held up a pink sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas and Gareth approached us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you girls getting this time?", Nicholas asked calmly.&lt;br /&gt;"Baby clothes and accessories.", I said simply and picked up a shirt. I held it up to Pris who took it from me and studied it.&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever for?", Gareth asked. He was also rather cool.&lt;br /&gt;"A friend of ours had just given birth, remember I told you?", I said, looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh right.", he said, somewhat disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Gareth and frowned. Something was going on. I couldn't put my finger to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris and I walked around somemore. There so many things to see. I picked up a really cool looking diaper bag and smiled to myself. Gareth approached me, I looked up him and smiled. He returned one, his green eyes danced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wonder if..", I mumbled to myself.&lt;br /&gt;"Wonder if what chérie?", Gareth asked as he touched my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing.", I said with a smile and put the bag back.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie?", Gareth began slowly.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?", I responded without looking up. I picked up a baby blanket and pillow. This will be a good addition for the baby back home.&lt;br /&gt;"Is there something you want to tell me?", Gareth tested the waters. I looked up at him, confused for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;"Is there something I should tell you?", I returned him a question. Gareth looked at me expectantly and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Is there?", I asked again.&lt;br /&gt;"Well...", he stammered.&lt;br /&gt;"What is wrong with you today St Claire?", I looked at him and laughed. I held onto the blanket and pillow and looked for Pris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey sis, what about these?", I held up the blanket and pillow.&lt;br /&gt;"They are..." she said softly. I looked at her and frowned. I looked around, the guys are nowhere to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you feeling ok? Feeling queasy or anything?", I leaned over and whispered to her.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine. I was just worried about the baby back home.", she whispered back, looking around. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"We can't keep calling her the baby you know?", I stated as a matter of a factly.&lt;br /&gt;"You're right. She needs a name. Her mother didn't name her, and left her at the petrol station.", Pris said softly. I gasped.&lt;br /&gt;"You got to be kidding me?", I was taken aback. Pris nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"I just don't understand why there are such people in the world.", I said and shook my head. I looked up to check if the guys were nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But how are you holding up?", I asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be fine.", Pris said with a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Look, if you need help, just let me know. I know how to deal with such things. My cousin was pregnant twice, and it was hell for me.", I said with a smile. Pris only laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"Promise me you will come to me if you need anything ok?", I said seriously. She nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Good. Now, have you gotten everything we need?", I asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"I still want to look around somemore.", Pris said and reached out for a feeding bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will need somemore bottles and the feeding nipples. And more plush toys.", Pris explained and picked out more items.&lt;br /&gt;"Pris... We can get those when we get back. Let's get more clothes and accessories instead.", I explained and stopped her.&lt;br /&gt;"The baby clothes back home are just bleah. They're much cuter here.", I said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"You're right.", she replied and put the stuff back.&lt;br /&gt;"Keep the bottles, we will need them. Have you gotten a cot for her?", I asked Pris, spying a beautiful cot in a distance.&lt;br /&gt;"I would think that Ben would have gotten one for me already.", she explained and looked in the same direction as me.&lt;br /&gt;"Then we will need to get one for my room. We are going to look after her together.", I said and walked towards the cot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys joined us as I was speaking to the sales assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This cot is perfect for young ones. It can be changed to a bed when the child gets older.", the sales assistant explained.&lt;br /&gt;"That sounds good.", I said and studied the cot.&lt;br /&gt;"What is she doing?", I heard Gareth ask Pris.&lt;br /&gt;"Getting a baby cot.", Pris said simply.&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever for?", he asked in surprise. Pris only shrugged her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, I will take this in the dark wood. Pack it up and ship it to this address.", I told the sales assistant and handed her a slip of paper. She nodded with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anything I can help you with?", she asked. I shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;"That would be all. I would like to pay up now.", I said to the basket I was holding onto.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, this way.", the sales assistant led me to the counter. Pris followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think the guys are suspecting something.", I told Pris at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;"Let them think what they want.", she said. I shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;"By the way, what should we call the little one back home?", I asked Pris and she only shrugged. Then an idea hit me.&lt;br /&gt;"I know what to do.", I told her with a smirk.&lt;br /&gt;"Not one of your funny ideas again?", Pris said and looked at me suspiciously.&lt;br /&gt;"This will be fine. I will just ask them a general question later. Wait and see.", I told Pris and grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was going to be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-593920414695428869?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/593920414695428869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=593920414695428869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/593920414695428869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/593920414695428869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping-for-baby-stuff.html' title='Shopping for Baby Stuff'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-2384114393654136482</id><published>2009-11-07T19:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:29:56.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More second thoughts</title><content type='html'>"Let's go to VS.", Pris said. I nodded excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;"I need to get a corset.", I told her.&lt;br /&gt;"But you don't need one.", Gareth exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Why ever not?", I asked him in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Because you.. Well, because..", he stammered and Nicholas hit him on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;"Just because.", he whined. I rolled my eyes and ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris and I walked into the VS store. Gareth and Nicholas followed closely behind. They looked around in awe, and realised that we had gone right in already. They stood on the spot, not knowing where to head to. Pris and I laughed when we noticed that they were rooted on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around the store and picked up different items. Gareth followed me close by. I picked up a really lacy bra and held it up to Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you think of this?", I asked him. He looked at it and nodded uncomfortably.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on St Claire, is it really that bad to be in here?", I teased him.&lt;br /&gt;"A little.", he said softly. I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. I just need some opinions from you.", I said. He only nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"So, is this ok?", I asked him. He looked at the bra again.&lt;br /&gt;"I think...", he began and looked at me from top to bottom and grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"Stop stripping me with your eyes St Claire.", I hissed softly.&lt;br /&gt;"How did you know I was doing so?", he asked in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've done it before.", I said simply.&lt;br /&gt;"Aww...", he whined and pouted. I rolled my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"In any case, I want to see you in that.", he whispered to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure in that? Or would you rather see me in nothing at all?", I teased him softly.&lt;br /&gt;"Seeing you in that would be a prelude.", he stated and his eyes danced. I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"If you say so.", I said and looked for my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked over to the corset section. I looked around and picked one out. It was a deep red corset with black ribbons. I smirked to myself. I noticed Gareth frowning. I arched a brow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This ok?", I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;"No!", he said firmly.&lt;br /&gt;"But...", I began.&lt;br /&gt;"No buts, just no. And it's final.", he stated seriously. I looked at him in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire, are you ok? I thought that this...", I held up the corset.&lt;br /&gt;"Would be a perfect pre--.", I continued.&lt;br /&gt;"No means no. Now put that back.", he said and grabbed the corset and hung it back up. I looked at it and him. Gareth walked away in search of Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was wrong with that fella? I took it anyways. I will keep it as a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking several items, Pris and I met at the fitting rooms. The two guys sat outside to wait for us. I bet it was a very uncomfortable wait for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sis, what do you think of this?", I said and stepped out of the fitting room for her to see me in the corset.&lt;br /&gt;"OH!! That is so...", she stared at me in shock.&lt;br /&gt;"Naughty?", I prompted her.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I was looking for that word. Are you going to surprise Gareth with that?", she teased. I snorted.&lt;br /&gt;"He told me I was not to get this.", I exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe I will surprise someone else with this.", I added and humphed and went back in to try the other items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about this?", I stepped out again.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn, really!!", Pris exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you always pick stuff like that?", she asked. I walked up to her.&lt;br /&gt;"Look at yourself. Pick something more fun and sexy. This is so boring!", I exclaimed and turned her to face the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;"But that is...", Pris said hesistantly.&lt;br /&gt;"Translucent? Too much skin? Too sexy for you?", I teased her.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, it's not me.", she said.&lt;br /&gt;"And besides, I'm not as well endowed as you.", she added quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I twirled in front of the mirror. The nightgown was perfect. It was a very deep V, and in the most comfortable material. Rather translucent. Prefect for... I looked at myself and sighed and shook my head. What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn, you ok?", Pris asked noticing my change in demeanor.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know why I picked all these. Especially this.", I said softly and looked at the night gown.&lt;br /&gt;"This is a suprise for Gareth too?", she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"It was supposed to be. I think I will just the regular stuff. I will only wear this once for his eyes only, and then I will put it away forever.", I explained slowly.&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean?", Pris looked at me confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You saw my expression at Starbucks. I think you know.", I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"This adventure will end when I get back to the Manor. I will be back to being Qiuru Tan, not Autumn Ridges. This life, being a Ridges, is not my cup of tea.", I explained to Pris.&lt;br /&gt;"A cultural shock? Is it too much for you take?", she asked concerned.&lt;br /&gt;"No, I can adapt if I wanted to. I just don't feel like this is me. I don't know. Maybe you are used to it already, because you were thrown into this from the very beginning when you had to take over the business.", I continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you are adapting so well. You take the media as a joke, you get along well with our grandparents and everyone in the household.", she said. I went back into my cubicle and changed out of the nightgown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me correct you Pris. They are your grandparents, not mine.", I stated as a matter of a factly.&lt;br /&gt;"But Mum and Dad...", Pris tried.&lt;br /&gt;"Are your parents, not mine.", I interupted her.&lt;br /&gt;"I have a family remember? In Australia? I'm born a Tan, not a Ridges, remember? Or have you forgotten that we are not blood related?", I said slowly to Pris.&lt;br /&gt;"I.. We... ", she stammered. I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"Just forget what I said. Don't stress yourself. You have another in you now.", I said and waved her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qiu... I...", she began.&lt;br /&gt;"You've not called my chinese name in awhile. In fact, we have not talked like this for a very long time. Sometimes, I wish we were stll back in school. Like old times, you know?", I said softly and looked at Pris. Her expression softened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think we have been to caught up with too many things at the moment. I left my old job suddenly to help you, and here I am, in New York, with my best friend, her boyfriend and his best friend for Bridal week. I was in London last week for Fashion week. What has my life become?", I explained. I let out a long sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pris, I just... I don't know. This is your life, not mine. This is how your life should be. Nicholas is.. A prince, for God's sake, a prince! My best friend is dating a prince and I'm having sex with his best friend.", I exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris and I looked at each other and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Qiu, I understand where you are coming from. But dad and mum treat you like their own. So does grandma and grandpa. I just feel like, isn't it good to have another family?", she said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just glad that you found your family and you have one now. And I'm happy that I get to be a part of it. Maybe it really has been too much for me to digest. I've always wanted a simple life, you know? But I guess my life isn't as simple as it is, having been a bartender at the age of 15, and concocting my own drinks that is still super famous.", I smirked. Pris giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Or running 1 Ridges on behalf of Priscilla Ridges for that matter. Or even being mafia, whihc no on is supposed to find out.", I added on and laughed. Pris laughed along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's amazing how one's life can just move from one thing to another huh?", Pris stated. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"In any case Qiu, even if this adventure is going to last till next week, why not have fun at it, and make it unforgettable? Time with Gareth will be short, but make it special for him and yourself. Who knows? Something magical might happen? Even if it doesn't, don't let this be a regret for yourself.", Pris explained with a smile. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"You're right.", I said and looked at the pile of items I tried on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know? If I were you, I would get the corset and nightgown. And make sure Gareth nose bleeds to death, and forever remembers you in those items.", Pris said with a hint of naughtiness. I grinned at her.&lt;br /&gt;"You know what? I was just thinking that this...", I held up another corset, a black number with pink ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;"Might help things along with you and Nic.", I continued. Pris frowned.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh! Come on! Surprise him! I've seen the hungry look in his eyes sometimes when he looks at you.", I teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris looked at me wide eyed. I gave her a smug look and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh wait.. I forgot.. You are... Then you can wear this, but!! No fear! I have a back up.", I said and dug through the pile of lingerie and pulled out a simple black nightgown. I held it up to Pris. She looked at it and shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes!", I exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"But the front.. It's not covered up properly." she exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh please! That's the whole point, it's supposed to tease the eye.", I explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nightgown was a simple one, but the cups were made out of black lace. It was rather see through, and very very naughty. If one decides to use his imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Try it on.", I encouraged her by pushing her back into the fitting room. After awhile, she stepped out. I nodded my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perfect! Use this tonight!!", I exclaimed with a naughty grin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-2384114393654136482?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/2384114393654136482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=2384114393654136482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/2384114393654136482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/2384114393654136482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-second-thoughts.html' title='More second thoughts'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-5441228312925866048</id><published>2009-11-06T23:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:47:23.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping / On second thought maybe...</title><content type='html'>"I need to get some cosmetics, and Levis, Khiel's, and...", I rattled on while on our way to the nearest whichever flagstore that was around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lingerie!! Victoris's Secret!!", we both chorused excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Women...", Nicholas mumbled. Gareth only snickered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was Hersheys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want that and that and that!", I exclaimed as I orderd Gareth to pick up the items I wanted. He arched an eyebrow at me.&lt;br /&gt;"That's a little too much chocolates, don't you think?", he commented.&lt;br /&gt;"It's for alot of people.", I said simply an continued to choose somemore stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked on and saw the huge slab of Hershey's chocolate. I picked it up and put it on the counter and grinned cheekily to Pris. Wahaha!! Baking chocolates of sorts of flavours and chocolate powder. Loads of stuff. I thought of my Mum in Australia and took more baking chocolates. I smiled to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like Pris was already done. Gareth and Nicholas bought a few stuff as well. I had the biggest purchase again. I had the items arranged to be sent to the hotel. We left Hershey's and headed over to M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"More chocolates?", Nicholas asked. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Is she crazy?", he directed the question to Pris. She only shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stepped into the store and I noticed the huge Saturday Night Fever M&amp;amp;M. I pointed to it and Pris nodded. Picture time!!! We were snapping away like idiots, doing all sorts of funny poses and had weird facial expressions. And we took a photo with the statue of liberty M&amp;amp;M. I picked up the toy and Gareth stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aww.. Come on! I don't come to New York all that often.", I whined. He only sighed and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;I walked around like a young girl in her favourite candy store. (Duh!) I saw the huge dispenser. I went up and I went nuts. I was busy with dispensing the chocolates when I felt someone nudge me. I turned to look and squealed in surprise. I looked again and realised it was Gareth. He held up a M&amp;amp;M plush with the weird expression and held it in front. Gareth was laughing really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was hilarious!!", he exclaimed. I reached and whacked him on the arm.&lt;br /&gt;"That was not funny.", I said and whacked him somemore.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, ok...", he surrendered and held up both hands. I laughed at him. I took the plush from him and held onto it. I got it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things to see and buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our purchases were made, we headed somemore to chill. Pris recommended the Starbucks at the Sony Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spiderman!", I exclaimed and pointed upwards. Everyone turned to look and I walked away, like as if nothing happened, towards Starbucks. I was laughing away as I walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you nuts?", Pris asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No, you're all dumb!", I laughed and settled in the couch. Lucky us!&lt;br /&gt;"What do you girls want?", Gareth asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Tall no whip Toffeenut latte for me, Grande Peppermint Mocha with cream for Pris.", I said to Gareth with my hand raised up. Gareth laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"She is so cute when she's all excited.", he commented to Pris. I pouted. Gareth laughed again.&lt;br /&gt;"See what I mean?", he said and left to get our drinks. Pris and Nicholas settled in with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn, how are you holding up?", Pris asked me, keeping an eye on Gareth who was looking up at the menu.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm ok.", I said with a small smile. Sometimes I wished that Pris would just call me by my chinese name. Like old times.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure?", she confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;"Not really. It's ironic.", I said with a cynical smile.&lt;br /&gt;"What is?", Nicholas asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Coming from a background where violence is com.... I mean.. Ah..", I looked at Pris for help, realising I was to release too much information.&lt;br /&gt;"What she means is that she never thought such a thing could happen to her. We have friends who have been such a relationship, but never found the strenght to step out of it.", Pris quickly intercepted. I blinked and inwardly sighed. That was close, too close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was a good thing that you realised it early and left the relationship. But it had to be hard picking yourself up again.", Nicholas said seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"It was. But it was difficult to get better sooner. Because after I left him, he still terrorised me.", I explained.&lt;br /&gt;"He would appear at my workplace, wherever I had appointments with clients. Like a stalker, and when he got his chance, he would attack me. In public places, out of sight.", I continued softly, clenching my fists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas was taken aback at what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A surprise to you huh?", I directed the question to Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think Gareth knows how deep this scar is. Which was why when he got mad and raised his hand, the fear set in immediately. It was how Allen was whenever he attacked me. It was a natural reaction. The hurt didn't stop immediately I broke up with Allen. It went on for another year or so.", I added and looked at Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know about my future with Gareth, but if we do get together, I don't want ths to be a problem between us. Or any relationship I go into in the future for that matter.", I said and looked up to Gareth who was talking to a female barister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth returned with a smile on his face. He handed our drinks to us and settled in beside me on the couch, and drapped his arm on the backrest of the couch behind me. I shifted a little from him. He said nothing, but his eyes showed some disappointment. I pretended I didn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept silent most of our time at Starbucks and watched and listened the three of them chatting and laughing. I realised from listening to their conversations that I was not from their circle. I should have noticed this before. They have known each other for a quite a number of years. They have seen each other's ups and downs in their lives. And most times, as I listened, I had to intevene to ask about what or who they were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unconsciously one of the reasons I didn't want a relationship with Gareth. I could never fit into their world. As much as I could fit in if I wanted to, which wasn't difficult, it kind of wasn't my cup of tea. The whole nobility thing, the high life, being treated differently just because of my status, which wasn't really mine to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just go back to being a regular girl after this whole adventure is over. Go back to helping God-dad with the gang, back to being a business woman, a regular salaried worker, just being Qiuru Tan, and not Autumn Ridges. Gareth is not for me and never will be. Out of my league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard someone call me. I looked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn darling, are you ok? You were spacing out.", Gareth said and stroked my cheek with the back of his fingers. I smiled at him, hiding my feelings and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm ok, I was thinking about something.", I said gently and touched his hand, relishing every touch he gave me. He looked deep into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Just thinking only?", he asked again. I nodded and widen my smile. I looked at Pris, my expression softened and she noticed, Nicholas narrowed his eyes at me, also noticing it.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go.", Pris announced suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;"We have more shopping to do.", she added and got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Starbucks and headed to Macy's. It was 11 storeys of pure shopping pleasure. I got myself a few pairs of Levis. Took photos with them and enjoyed myself. Might as well, as this will end the moment I get back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the three of them laughing away as they took a photos of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart ached, because I realised that this adventure or fairytale will end come Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-5441228312925866048?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/5441228312925866048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=5441228312925866048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5441228312925866048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5441228312925866048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping-on-second-thought-maybe.html' title='Shopping / On second thought maybe...'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-402100615963184013</id><published>2009-11-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:44:20.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited fathers-to-be</title><content type='html'>2 blue lines.&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the room looking at the test kit.&lt;br /&gt;Should I be happy or sad? Nicholas just proposed. If I were to tell him now, he would be elated.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna just get married yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby? Can you tell me what I should do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed the test kit in my toiletries bag in the toilet and went out to the dining room to find Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn? Are we planning to go....." I said as I walked out from the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;What is it all about with the two girls in the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;"Pris?" I called out to her as she came out from our bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?" She replied, dazed.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you alright, darling?" I asked, concerned. she nodded. I wanted to give her a hug but she pushed me away gently.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to find Autumn. You might wanna change or something? I wanna go out to do some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I nodded and held her left hand and placed a kiss on her hand. She wasn't wearing the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she would consider. What is she considering? I just don't understand. She slowly walked out of the room and I decided to change a set of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last button is up, I combed my hair. Something was different on that dresser. I looked around spotted a small white plastic bar. Gently, I took it out and... it is a pregnancy test stick, and it has 2 blue lines.&lt;br /&gt;2 blue lines... 2 blue lines... I tried to remember it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! My heart beat wildly. Is this the reason why she is so hesitant? OMG! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly put the kit back into her bag and I need to speak to Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;I ran out of the bedroom door just as Gareth came out from his.&lt;br /&gt;Gareth was holding a box and he shoved it to me when he saw me.&lt;br /&gt;"What is this?" I asked, opening the box.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you giving me this?" I asked again.&lt;br /&gt;'I don't need them anymore." He replied.&lt;br /&gt;"I can't use them too." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't you use....?" He rattled and we paused for a sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a min....&lt;br /&gt;He fished out a similar test kit.&lt;br /&gt;Where did u get that?" I asked, surprised.&lt;br /&gt;"In Autumn's bag." He replied.&lt;br /&gt;"In Autumn's bag? Pris has that in her tolietry bag." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait a min! I found this in Autumn... Your Pris has one too?" He said.&lt;br /&gt;"You mean they each have one?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"You mean we are..." We both said at the same time&lt;br /&gt;"No, I mean she is..." We both said at the same time again.&lt;br /&gt;"You mean Autumn/Pris is..." Then we both stared at each other and we both understood.&lt;br /&gt;"OMG!!!!! We both are going to be fathers!!" We held each others' arms and jumped up and down, excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn and I were deciding on what to buy when we were walking back to our rooms and we saw two guys jumping for joy. They immediately stopped and act innocent, one staring at the wall, one examining the door knob. I was totally confused. Autumn and I walked into her room and uncontrollably we burst out into laughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-402100615963184013?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/402100615963184013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=402100615963184013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/402100615963184013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/402100615963184013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/excited-fathers-to-be.html' title='Excited fathers-to-be'/><author><name>Pingerrain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02399430929740219430'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-3289759845097290125</id><published>2009-11-06T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:49:49.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erm... Hmm...</title><content type='html'>"Here.", Pris handed me the test. I took it from her and opened the packaging. I went into the bathroom and waited for her. She followed me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ready?", I asked her. She nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll wait for you outside", I said gently, placing the test kit on the sink, and closed the door behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the bed and looked at it. On second thought, I moved to sit on the chair by the dressing table. I heard the toilet flush and Pris emerged. She looked worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will know in abit.", I assured her. She said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;"Is everything ok?", I asked her, noticing her silence.&lt;br /&gt;"He proposed.", Pris said softly. I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't that good news? If you really are pregnant, it won't make a difference.", I said cheerily.&lt;br /&gt;"I have not replied him yet. I told I'd to think about it.",  Pris said.&lt;br /&gt;"Why? Don't you love him? I mean, I know you do, but..", I began. Pris smiled at me. I realised.&lt;br /&gt;"I understand, not ready huh?", I said softly. Pris said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have something else I need to tell you too.", she began. I looked at her suspisciously.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, where do I begin?", she said.&lt;br /&gt;"Well?", I prompted her.&lt;br /&gt;"IpickedupababyandBen'sdaughterislookingafterherrightnow.Themumisnowinjailforchildabondament.", Pris said quickly and gave me a sheepish smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait wait.. Correct me if I heard you wrongly. A baby?", I asked Pris slowly. She nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"A baby... A baby... A WHAT!!!!!", I shouted at the top of my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was knocking on the door.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie! Is everything ok?", Gareth called out from behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, everything's ok.", I called back. Pris looked like she was going to slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry. A baby?", I asked her again, quietly this time.&lt;br /&gt;"A baby girl.", Pris corrected me.&lt;br /&gt;"Where? How?", I was lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris then went on to explain the situation and how it happened. And the little things that happened she was looking after the baby girl. I laughed along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I bet that she is a darling.", I said in between laughter.&lt;br /&gt;"She is. But she doesn't have a name. I'm looking into adopting her, but...", Pris said and pointed to the door.&lt;br /&gt;"Nic and mum.", I said, totally undertsanding what she meant.&lt;br /&gt;"Nic is easy, except the media will go nuts with this story. Mum is a different story altogether.", she explained. I nodded, agreeing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to look at the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We should check.", I said softly. Both of us took a deep breath each and went into the bathroom together. Pris picked up the test, I looked over her shoulders. I gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two blue lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What now?", Pris asked, staring at the test.&lt;br /&gt;"You head straight to Dr White the moment you head back to the Manor.", I said seriously. She looked at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going for an abortion!!", she hissed. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;"Get Dr White to do a blood test. That's the most accurate way to be sure. These tests are not always accurate.", I explained and pointed to the test that Pris was holding.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it? How do you know?", she asked looking at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's just say I have had my share of experiences with such things.", I said simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were pregnant.. I mean, were you pregnant before? Was it when you were with Kunda?", Pris asked in surprise. I whistled and raised both hands up.&lt;br /&gt;"No no no!! I've always been very careful. I've a high sex drive, and this will get me into trouble if I don't look out for myself. I take the pill and insist on protection every time. I'll put it on for them if they don't do it. Except when with Gareth on the flight...", I rattled on and stopped suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;"In any case, go get the blood test done, then when the results are out, we will talk about the next move. And you have the baby to deal with also.", I said seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sis, I've never known you to be this serious before. Always thought you to be happy-go-lucky.", Pris said with a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey hey hey! I'm serious all the time ok?", I rebutted. We looked at each other and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"We'll get through this together. Just like when you were there for me previously.", I said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you going to tell Nic?", I asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know.", Pris said.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's us confirm it before we make that decision?", I asked her. She looked at me and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Good!! Now keep that thing properly and don't let Nic find it.", I warned her. She nodded and hid the test in her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the room to join the guys. Pris went over to Nicholas, while Gareth came up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is everything ok?", he asked concerned.&lt;br /&gt;"Everything is fine.", I said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened back there?", he tried again.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh that.. Haha!! Pris just told me a friend of ours just gave birth. I was caught by surprise.", I said and laughed. Gareth only nodded and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"So.. What do you girls want to do today?", Nicholas asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris and I looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shopping!!!", both of us chorused at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highfive!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-3289759845097290125?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3289759845097290125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=3289759845097290125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/3289759845097290125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/3289759845097290125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/erm-hmm.html' title='Erm... Hmm...'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-9180361551141079725</id><published>2009-11-06T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:36:02.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Pris pregnant?</title><content type='html'>The morning sun shone through the window. I felt someone beside me stir. I opened my eyes and looked around, and remembered that I was still in New York. Someone's arm wrapped around my waist and he sniffed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie...", Gareth growled softly. I snuggled closer.&lt;br /&gt;"Stop.. Don't snuggle like that.", he said softly. I felt his arousal against my butt.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire...", I sighed as he held me closer.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?.", he hummed and kissed my neck.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing.", I said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"I love the feeling of waking up beside you.", he said, I felt him smile against my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to look at him. Gareth only smiled and pulled me closer. I sighed in content and rested on his arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Feels good like that.", I said against his chest. He nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"I wonder if I feel like this for a lifetime.", Gareth said with a sigh. I looked up. His eyes dimmed for a moment and it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth..", I said. He looked down, waiting for me to continue.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?", he prompted.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know about forever, but I know now. And right now, I feel like I belong right here beside you.", I said softly and placed my hand on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you chérie.", Gareth said with a smile, took my hand in his and he rested our hands on his heart.&lt;br /&gt;"I will slow down to keep in pace with you. As promised, I will wait till you are ready.", he said earnestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth's eyes never lie, and looking at them, I knew that he meant what he said. I smiled and stretched up to kiss him. Gareth craddled the back of my neck to support me and pulled me closer. He kissed me hungrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is one thing that you are always impatient about. And you always make it known to me.", I said when we parted. Gareth grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"Well then.. What does her lady want?", Gareth teased. I grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"Viscount....", I began. Gareth grinned, looking expectantly at me, as if kowing my answer to him.&lt;br /&gt;"Make love to me.", I said with a grin. Gareth's eyes shone with passion and he grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"The pleasure would be all mine.", he replied and reached out to kiss me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lazed in bed after we made love until we heard knocks on the door. Nicholas opened the door slowly. I hid under the covers.&lt;br /&gt;"Alastair, have you seen Autumn? Pris and I have been looking for her.", I heard Nicholas asked Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"She's here with me.", I felt Gareth move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raised my arm out from the covers, still hidden under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll let Pris know.", was Nicholas said with a hint of mischief before I heard the door click shut.&lt;br /&gt;"You can come out now." Gareth said and pulled the cover of me. He laughed as he did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up at him and realised how bright his green eyes were, how wide is smile was, his straight white teeth. I never realised how good looking Gareth really was until now, especially when he smiled like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?", Gareth asked, looking at me. I smiled and shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing.", I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure?", he tried again.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, it's nothing.", I said and reached out to kiss him. Gareth only smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"We should get dressed. Maybe Pris and Nic are starving now.", Gareth said. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having washed up, we left Gareth's room, only to be greeted by the smell of food. I looked around and saw Pris and Nic having their breakfast. They had called for room service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sis, I need toothpaste and I need to borrow your body lotion. I forgot to bring mine", I called out.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, help yourself. Just dig around for it.", Pris said in between mouthfuls. I watched her eat, and noticed that she had been eating alot of late. I shrugged it off, maybe it was stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into Nicholas' room and found Pris's bag. I opened it and ransacked it for the items I was looking for. I pulled out her cosmetics pouch and opened it to look fort he bottle of body lotion, when I lost of grip and everything spilled on the carpet floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shit...", I mumbled to myself and crawled around to pick the items up. It was then I came across it. I picked it up and looked at it. Why does Pris have one of these? I looked at the result, two blue lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think Qiuru! You stupid girl, 2 blue lines means...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had seen this before when I had to accompany a poly friend to do this test in the ladies. Oh shit!!! This is not good.... I threw all the items back into the pouch and opened the door gently. Pris and the guys were laughing and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pris!! I can't find the body lotion!! Where did you put it? Help me look for it!", I called out from the room. I saw Pris get up and walk towards the room. She entered.&lt;br /&gt;"It's in my cosmetic pouch.", she said and picked up her pouch. I closed the door and locked it gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sis...."&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?", she responded without looking up.&lt;br /&gt;"Explain this.", I said and help up the test. She looked up and her eyes widened.&lt;br /&gt;"You had better be glad that I found it and not Nic.", I said slowly.&lt;br /&gt;"It's er... Mine?", she said with a sheepish smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Like duh! No,no!! It's mine. I'm pregnant", I said sarcastically. She snatched the test from me.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it Nic's?", I asked her gently. She sat on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;"We only did it once, without protection. Nic forgot. I never thought it would be ba fa ba zhong.", she explained. I smacked my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is not a joke. You know that right?", I told her seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"Nic is royal blood and that...", I pointed to her tummy.&lt;br /&gt;"Is a prince or a princess. What the hell were you thinking? Aren't you on the pill? I thought you were?", I continued flustered.&lt;br /&gt;"I was going to take another test today to be sure.", she tried to explain. I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"You had better pray that it is not a double line again.", I said seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"Unless you are prepared to marry him like ASAP.", I added and looked at her seriously but Pris said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since you are sharing the room with Nic, I will hold onto this for you until you clear this up. Let's just be sure about this before you speak to Nic.", I said and slipped the test into the pocket of my shorts. I picked up the body lotion and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie?", Gareth called out from the dining table.&lt;br /&gt;"I will be right back.", I called back and went back into my room to change, I slipped the test into my bag and hefted it into Gareth's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're moving into his room?", Pris asked as I settled in.&lt;br /&gt;"Since you will be going back tomorrow anyways. Maybe I will want to get myself pregnant this week.", I said with a hint of unhappiness. Nicholas and Gareth chocked on their tea.&lt;br /&gt;"Not funny...", Pris said, her eyes narrowing. I ignored her and ate.&lt;br /&gt;"What did you just say?", Gareth asked looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing.", I waved my hand at him.&lt;br /&gt;"You want to have my children?", he asked surprised, but smiling widely.&lt;br /&gt;"I did not say that!!", I exclaimed almost chocked on my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;"Did to."&lt;br /&gt;"Did not."&lt;br /&gt;"Did to."&lt;br /&gt;"Fine! I did! I don't want to argue with you.", I snapped at Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth knew he won and snickered. Pris only rolled her eyes. Nicholas pretended he didn't hear any of our arguement. After breakfast was done, Pris and I excused ourselves to head back to her room. Girl stuff, we told the guys and closed the door, and locked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-9180361551141079725?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/9180361551141079725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=9180361551141079725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/9180361551141079725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/9180361551141079725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-pris-pregnant.html' title='Is Pris pregnant?'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-7108945273077149619</id><published>2009-11-06T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:44:34.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Proposal</title><content type='html'>After encouraging Gareth towards Autumn, I stood there for awhile, seeing Gareth hugging Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;Many thoughts raced my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are they both doing?" Nicholas behind me asked. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;"Fine, I hope." I replied, as I could feel his arms tightly around me from behind, smelling my hair.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;"Erm, you smell like... milk." He said awkwardly as he awkwardly released his arms.&lt;br /&gt;" Oh, er, that. " I replied awkwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okie, I need to put my bags in the room. I need a shower." I said, changing topics.&lt;br /&gt;"I already did. In my room." He replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Your room?" I asked. He pointed in the direction Gareth and Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;"That one." He added.&lt;br /&gt;"Who's says I'm sharing a room with you?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, there's only three bedrooms and I don't think you would allow Gareth and Autumn to stay in one room together, right?" He said confidently.&lt;br /&gt;"That is right, but I didn't say I am not sharing a room with my sister, either." I replied. Nicholas smile turn to frown. He childishly pouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't learn that from Gareth!" I said, walking away. He caught my right arm and pull me around back to his arms. He held me tight.&lt;br /&gt;"Just for another minute. Please." He said seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"I missed you." He added, holding me tighter. I returned his hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Should I tell him about my...?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Should I not?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh my god! This is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I released myself from his hug. In the end, I didn't say a word.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm still hungry." I said, rubbing my tummy. I went over to the push carts and grabbed myself a pastry. I shrugged. He laughed, came over and joined me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us washed up and we headed down to Vera Wang's bridal show. There were many high society couples and vendors there, and of course the media. The Bridal show is very different from the normal runway, the pace is much slower and showcases only bridal gowns, evening gowns and bride's maid's dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas and Autumn each sat on one side of myself and Gareth besides Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Gareth had every intention hoping to find out Autumn's favourite bridal gown, but at this moment, he doesn't seem that interested anymore. I signaled to Gareth and he got up. Since we still had time before the show starts, we went around to do some networking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry. Just concentrate on your work first. When the time is right, everything will fall in place. No point trying to hurry yourself, ya?" I said, giving him a comforting pat on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights dimmed and we got back to our seat.&lt;br /&gt;"Any favourites?" Nicholas whispered in my ear. I knew it. He has the same idea Gareth has.&lt;br /&gt;"No." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;Just then, a nice lilac evening gown came down the runway. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;I put a post-it flag on the folio.&lt;br /&gt;"You like that, huh?" Nicholas said, pointing out at the folio.&lt;br /&gt;"No, just a note for Gareth's reference." I said annoyingly.&lt;br /&gt;"No, that's an excuse!" Nicholas said and sat closer, his left hand placed across my back.&lt;br /&gt;"Pick one, I would like to get it for you." Nicholas whispered, right hand taking my right hand and held it on his lap. I shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why would I need it for?" I asked him softly.&lt;br /&gt;"For our wedding, of course." He replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole entourage went on stage for their curtain call.&lt;br /&gt;We applauded. The lights were up and we exited the place.&lt;br /&gt;"Are we going for 'Priscilla from Boston' bridal gown show on friday?" Gareth asked when we stepped into the limo.&lt;br /&gt;"You can attend with Autumn, I'll be only staying till tomorrow evening." I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?! You're only staying a night?", Autumn exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Why?", She asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I need to be back at the Manor..." I replied, thinking of the little baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;I assured Autumn again as we headed back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the penthouse, Autumn sat on the sofa to laze.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to get her to budge, I went to the bedroom instead. I need to unpack some stuff and prepare to go shopping after that.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas followed behind me and gently close the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby..." He hugged me from behind. I could feel his manhood rubbing against my skin.&lt;br /&gt;"I know what you want... But I can't--" Nicholas quickly spun me around and kiss me hungrily before I could say anything.&lt;br /&gt;"Nic.." I whispered between kisses. He wanted me badly.&lt;br /&gt;"No Nic, No!" I pushed him away.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, darling, not now. I'm er, erm, er... " I said as my mind rushed to give me an excuse to use.&lt;br /&gt;"Sick!, yup! Yes! You know, some infection, down there." I added.&lt;br /&gt;"I really want you too, darling." I said gently, and moving closer to him.&lt;br /&gt;"It's just that, I just wanna keep the hygiene..." He looked at me, confused at first then laughed loudly.&lt;br /&gt;"It's alright, Baby. I understand." He said, pulling me down and I sat besides him, and he gently kissed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kissed gently then slowly, more passionately. His hands naturally went to my breasts and caresses them slowly. I unzipped his fly and stroke his arousal with my hands. Slowly and steady strokes at first, increasing speed and roughness as I tightened my grip. He climaxed as he squeezed my breasts with strength. I yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He immediately let go of me and quickly turned his attention to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry Baby! Did I hurt you? Oh God! What did I do? I'm so sorry, darling!" He said, panicked.&lt;br /&gt;"It's alright. Next time, grab the bedsheets, ok?" I replied. He was stunned for awhile and we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Then we kissed some more. Lying between the sheets, he held me tightly.&lt;br /&gt;"You just drove me nuts with that!" He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't tell me you learnt it from your sister!" He said seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"Nope!" I said as I released from his grip and went down the bed to my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;"I've learn it from here." I said, holding up a book that titled &lt;i&gt;'Make Love: 101 must-try tips and tricks'&lt;/i&gt; " I replied, grinning.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shucks..." He said, his hand slapping his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;"Let me read that!" He said as he jumped out from bed and chased me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh-oh~ Ahhhhh~" I said, running away, and we played a game of catch.&lt;br /&gt;"Got you!" He said, scooping me around the waist from behind, and lifting me up.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, ok, white flag! white flag!" I said, as we were still playing. He gently put me down and snatch the book out of my hands.&lt;br /&gt;"I gotta get my hands on one of these~" He said, lifting it up high as I tried to jump and snatch back. It was awhile, I gave up, and pouted. He smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Darling... " He got distracted as he tried to comfort me and he lowered his hand. I immediately took advantage and grabbed the book back. I stuck out my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;"I win!" I said. He laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, ok." He said with a chuckle, and came to me with his arms around me and looked at me in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Let me read it after you finish it, ok?" He asked. I stared at his blue eyes. I nodded. We gently kissed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick bath, we both stepped out of the room and saw the living room empty and I tried to open Autumn's room. It was locked. Nicholas tried Gareth's. It was locked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard a shower running somewhere from behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;I shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go, Love. Let them has some time together." He said, offered his hand to me. I held his hand and we both headed out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where are we going?" I asked Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;"Somewhere special." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Does that place have shopping malls?" I asked. He only gave me a smile. His lips were tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We led me to the staircase and went up.&lt;br /&gt;"Up?" I asked. The door opened to a helipad above the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;"Helicopter ride?" That would be cool!" I said. Then I realised.&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't bring my camera!" I said. I pouted. Nicholas shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh well.." I sounded a little disappointed and we stepped into the helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dusk approaches as the city prepares its lights for the night.&lt;br /&gt;The helicopter rise up to the air and we flew by the Hudson river and pass the Statue of Liberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The helicopter headed back to the city and suddenly I noticed the floor of some rooftops of buildings were painted white and the floor were lit by white florescent lamps to reflect the white floor.&lt;br /&gt;as the rooftops were squares and the the multiple squares slowly form letters as the helicopter rise up further in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly and steadily, a sentence was form.&lt;br /&gt;"Nicholas! Did you do this?" I said over my headset. He just smiled.&lt;br /&gt;The sentence form reads, 'Will you marry me?'&lt;br /&gt;I turned and looked out the window again. It was unmistakable. It was a sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;"If I only got my camera..." I said, and suddenly a point and shoot camera appeared besides my face.&lt;br /&gt;I turned around looked at him. He nudge the camera to me. I smiled, took the camera and snapping away.&lt;br /&gt;The night lights filled the city like millions of little tealight candles surrounding the proposal message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The helicopter slowly descend down to the helipad and slowly to a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas, still tight-lip, led me out of the helicopter. Then he went down on one knee.&lt;br /&gt;He opened the ring box in the hand. It was a snowflake ring. A bigger snowflake, and I looked carefully, was made to snap-fit to the ring he gave me at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. He actually had planned all these for so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you marry me?" He asked sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Nicholas, earnestly waiting for my answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-7108945273077149619?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7108945273077149619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=7108945273077149619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/7108945273077149619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/7108945273077149619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/proposal.html' title='The Proposal'/><author><name>Pingerrain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02399430929740219430'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-2752940001864391273</id><published>2009-11-05T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:01:35.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never knew...</title><content type='html'>I returned to join the group. We were rushed about by Gareth as there was a bridal show to head over that evening. Vera Wang. One of the designers that I favour. We got ready and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any runway show, it was filled with people of high society and the media as well. We were given a goodie bag and we settled into out seats. Gareth was on my left, Pris on my right. Pris and Gareth excused themselves to mingle around, leaving me with Nicholas. He shifted to Pris's seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you feeling better?", Nicholas asked looking up at the stage.&lt;br /&gt;"Much better after a good meal.", I said and looked through the portfolio of the gowns that were to be showcased that evening.&lt;br /&gt;"Good. By the way, do you happen to ah...", Nicholas began. I looked at up, waiting for him to continue.&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of a gown Priscilla likes?", he asked slowly. I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you will have to find out for yourself. I can't really tell because she's so fickle minded. She can just change her mind just like that.", I said and snapped my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;"That's true.", Nicholas said seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough. Are you in a rush to marry her?", I asked Nicholas bluntly. He looked at me in shock.&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm not.", he spluttered. I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"If you say so.", I said and returned to studying the portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth and Pris returned and the show started. I looked at the portfolio as the dresses came down the runway. I tagged a number of dresses.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn was tagging a number of dresses, Gareth noticed. He peeked over and noticed that she was quite specific about the details of the dress. He then realised that she was not tagging the dress, she was tagging the details of the dresses. Gareth then noticed her eyes widen. He looked up to the runway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sweetheart neckline ball gown, with lace. Gareth had guessed as much that Autumn was a fan of lace. He took a mental note and grinned to himself. And she also preferred an off white colour to a white dress. Gareth also noticed that she liked dresses with a low V-back and corset style. As well as a strapless bodice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the evening gowns came down the runway, he noticed that Autumn had tagged a few dresses. Most of them were neutral coloured dresses. He thought Autumn would have preferred something more loud. Maybe he was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon, the show was over and it was time to head back.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?! You're only staying a night?", I exclaimed when we were in the limo on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;"Why?", I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I need to be back at the Manor. So you can stay here with Gareth. Accompany him to a few more shows and do some shopping here.", Pris said casually.&lt;br /&gt;"But! If you go then what will happen to me?", I asked her in a panic.&lt;br /&gt;"You will be fine.", was all Pris said. I looked at her in disbelief. I sagged into the seat, only to feel someone touch my arm. I looked down and noticed Gareth's arm was gently brushing against my arm. He was looking out the window, as if deep in thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it won't be so bad? I might learn more about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the penthouse and plonked onto the couch. It was latem in the evening, and Pris turned the TV on. There was Law and Order on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Woo hoo!! US tv rocks!!", I exclaimed and paid attention to the show. The three of them looked at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn, don't you think you should go shower first?", Pris asked. I ignored her.&lt;br /&gt;"Let her be.", Gareth said with a smile. Pris only nodded and let me have my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show and a shower, I looked around the sitting area. No one was around, only Gareth was seated at the couch, with a sketchbook on his lap. Gareth was sketching. I got up quietly and padded over to him. I settled in beside him and looked over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes chérie?", Gareth asked without looking up.&lt;br /&gt;"Noth.... This is beautiful!!", I exclaimed as I got a clearer look at the sketch.&lt;br /&gt;"It is? You like it?", Gareth asked as he put in the final details. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Good.", Gareth said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Is this the only sketch you have?", I asked and looked at his sketchbook. Gareth opened up his sketchbook and handed it to me. I took it from him and looked through his sketches. I was awed! His gowns and dresses were all so beautiful and unique in their own right. The colours and details that he had incorporated reminded me of... Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I really his inspiration?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed the book back to him.&lt;br /&gt;"So? What do you think?", he asked, looking intently at me. I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"They are really beautiful. I never knew how talented you are, until I saw the sktches.", I exclaimed. Gareth only smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you chérie.", Gareth said and gently held my hand in his. Our finger interlaced, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there in silence for abit.&lt;br /&gt;"It's getting late.", Gareth saidm, breaking the silence. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"We should get to bed.", he added. I nodded. But neither of us wanted to move.&lt;br /&gt;"Should I...", Gareth and I asked at the same time. We looked at each other and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"You go ahead first.", Gareth said in between laughter.&lt;br /&gt;"I was wondering if I should sleep in with Pris. I wonder what Nic and Pris are up to.", I said and looked at the bedroom doors.&lt;br /&gt;"Probably making babies.", Gareth said seriously. We looked at each other and laughed somemore.&lt;br /&gt;"You should get some rest chérie.", Gareth said softly, releasing my hand. I nodded. We got up and Gareth led me to the thrid bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the door gently and looked in. Pris was not there. I archd a brow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll see you tomorrow morning chérie.", Gareth said softly as he twirled his finger at the ends of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;"Can I....", I began slowly.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?", Gareth asked, still playing with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;"Can I sleep with you tonight?", I asked bluntly. Gareth looked at me in surprise. His green eyes bright.&lt;br /&gt;"I would love that, but not tonight.", Gareth said disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay.", I said and I headed into the room.&lt;br /&gt;"Goodnight chérie.", Gareth said softly and leaned forward to kiss my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;"Goodnight St Claire.", I responded and Gareth left for his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crawled into bed and Pris was still nowhere to be seen. Maybe she did decide to sleep over in Nicholas' room. I sighed and I soon fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was probably 2-3 hours, when I heard the thunder crackle. I woke up in shock and looked around. I looked for Pris and rememeber that she had slept over in Nicholas' room. I grabbed Gareth's jacket and held onto it. The lightning flashed and the thunder boomed. I sucked in a breath. I got out of bed and went over to Gareth's room. The lightning flashed again, and I ran. I opened the door to his room and peeked in. Gareth was out of bed, walking towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie, is that you?", Gareth asked softly. I open the door fully and went into the room. The thunder boomed and I ran into Gareth's arms. I grabbed him and he held me tight.&lt;br /&gt;"Shh.. I'm here.", he said softly and stroked my hair.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, let's get into bed.", he said and lifted me up. I hugged him tight. He gently put down onto the bed and crawled in next to me.&lt;br /&gt;"I was just about to go over to your room.", he whispered from behind me, as he spooned me from behind and rested his arm over my waist.&lt;br /&gt;"How did...", I began.&lt;br /&gt;"I remembered what happend previously at the Chateau.", was all he said and sniffed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you.", I said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"Sleep chérie. Don't be afraid, I'm here right beside you.", he said and held me closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon, I fell asleep in his arms and warmth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-2752940001864391273?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/2752940001864391273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=2752940001864391273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/2752940001864391273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/2752940001864391273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-never-knew.html' title='I never knew...'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-219510071884784830</id><published>2009-11-04T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:53:26.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to fix a problem</title><content type='html'>I leaned against the door and sighed. Why did I run when he touched me? Was I scared? He was not going to hit me then. Trama. A natural reaction for me when I see a hand of a man raised above my head, having suffered such an abuse for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a knock on the door. I got off and opened the door. I peeked out, it was Pris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I come in?", she asked gently. I opened the door wider for her. I caught of glimpse of the guys. Nicholas was in shock, Gareth looked a wreck. I closed the door after Pris entered the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sis, are you ok?", she asked gently as she sat on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;"No. I'm not ok.", I said and sat down beside her.&lt;br /&gt;"It's my problem sis, I'll deal with it on my own.", I added and looked at her. She shook her head. "We will deal with it together.", she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth told me what happened on the plane.", she began slowly.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah... That.. I didn't know what happened. I really thougt that he was ogoing to hit me.", I said softly and hugged myself.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth would never hit anyone or anything. Much less the person he loves.", Pris explained.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know. Maybe it is just me. A natural reaction. It has not gone away Sis, it will never ever go away.", I sobbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It will. It has been almost 5 years since Allen was put away. I can understand such an incident is hard to forget, but you must put it behind you to move on. Gareth could be your future you know?", Pris said with a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know about him and a future together. But I enjoy his company and I like being around him. I don't know it constitutes to. Love? Gareth was so scary when he raised his voice at me. It felt like when I was with Allen, but it was Gareth in front of me instead. I got really scared.", I explained still sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;"He got impatient. That's just him. I think he's just afraid that you will taken by somebody else. To him, you are perfect. Let's just say he was &lt;em&gt;kiasee lah.&lt;/em&gt;", Pris said seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her and laughed. She eyed me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Kaisee? &lt;/em&gt;It's been so long since I last heard you speak Singlish.", I said in between laughter and tears. Pris laughed along.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, let's get you back to your dinner. I heard you fainted again. You need to eat. There's desserts as well.", Pris said with a smile. I nodded, feeling alot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the room and rejoined the guys. Gareth looked up, his eyes were a dim green. Pris and I settled back into the dining table and I began to eat again, like as if nothing ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth, she will be fine. Just give her some time to cool off. You have to understand, it was not easy for her to have gone through such an ordeal and get over it just like that.", I heard Pris tell Nicholas and Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what was considered a dinner, we all sat around and lazed. I explore the penthouse. There was a living hall, a dining area, a kitchenette, and two bedrooms. Two bedroom? I looked around and found a third. A balcony/patio that had a perfect view of the city lights. It was comfortable and it felt like home. I walked out into the patio.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth noticed Autumn walk out to the patio. He looked at Pris for help. She got the hint and got up. She went into the bedroom and she was holding onto his jacket. She handed it to Gareth, who took it and gave her a blank look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go.", was all she said before settling in back with Nic. Gareth looked at my jacket and smiled a thanks to Pris before heading out to the patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she was, leaning against the railing, the gentle breezw blowing, musing her black hair. Gareth smiled to himself. He walked up to her and placed the jacket over her shoulders and moved to lean on the railing beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beautiful isn't it?", he asked her. She was still looking at him in surprise, but pulled his jacket closer to herself. Gareth noticed she closed her eyes as she pulled the jacket closer and took a gentle sniff at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've changed cologne.", she said softly and smiled at him.&lt;br /&gt;"You noticed?", Gareth asked in surprise. Autum nodded and turned her attention back to the night lights. Gareth looked out too.&lt;br /&gt;"Issey Miyake pour Homme.", she broke the silence.&lt;br /&gt;"How did you know?", she added and looked at him. Gareth looked at me and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"I have my sources.", was all he said before turning to look out to the view again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled his jacket close and closed my eyes, and sighed. It felt like Gareth was holding me close. I opened my eyes and realised that Gareth was looking at me. His greens eyes lit up and he smiled at me. We said nothing to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May I borrow this tonight?", I asked him, breaking the silence.&lt;br /&gt;"By all means.", Gareth said and turned around to return into the penthouse. I watched him so and sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that this week won't be too hard a week for all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-219510071884784830?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/219510071884784830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=219510071884784830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/219510071884784830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/219510071884784830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/trying-to-fix-problem.html' title='Trying to fix a problem'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-687617912668343257</id><published>2009-11-04T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:10:04.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriving at St Regis</title><content type='html'>Megan and I were alone in her bedroom while she feeds her boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this thing 100% accurate?" I asked. Megan laugh.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, when I use this, I always used them twice, one each 3 days apart." she said. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, let me guess, it's a double line?" She asked. My eyes widen.&lt;br /&gt;How would she know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just like you when I had my first." she said, nursing her boy.&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations!" She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SSSHHHHH!" I shushed her.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know Meg. This, " I placed my hand on my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;"Is serious trouble."I said.&lt;br /&gt;"How can a baby be of serious trouble?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hesitated. Ben's family is like family to me. Megan is like a big sister to me sometimes, but I still have some reservations on my own.&lt;br /&gt;"This one," I said, my hand still flat on my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;"if it is really there," I said. She listened intently.&lt;br /&gt;"Is of French Royal blood." I finished my sentence. Megan's smile immediately turn to shock.&lt;br /&gt;"You mean, that is Prince Nic..." Megan blurted.&lt;br /&gt;"SSSHHHH!" I shushed her again.&lt;br /&gt;"You better do the test again in three days." She said seriously. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please help me keep it a secret!" I said. She nodded, with an action of zipping her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held the baby girl in my arms and kiss her on the forehead. She smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Good girl, sleep tight." I whispered, then put her back down into the baby cot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished up HR's documents and got Sharon to put out a notice to look for 2 more management staff, either internal or external, and will be back to interview them later in the week.&lt;br /&gt;It was almost evening when I again stepped onto the jet plane taking off to New York. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good evening, Lady Ridges." The manager greeted as I stepped into St Regis.&lt;br /&gt;"Good evening." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"The others are already here. However," He said in hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"The lady came in unconscious." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;"Take this down." I said as he walked me to the lift. the manager took out a writing pad and pen.&lt;br /&gt;"I want some sweet pastries. Cinnamon rolls, swiss rolls, chocolate cake, etc. Not too sweet please. A set of medium done beef steak with sides on mash potatoes, spinach. Black pepper sauce on the side. Make that 3 sets." I said.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;"And a set of creamy chicken pasta, fusilli please. Um, a mixed fruit and nut bowl, apricots, almonds, raisins only. And lastly, sugary drinks; Vanilla coke, and a jug of orange juice." I added.&lt;br /&gt;"Immediately please." I said. He bowed and ran off as I stepped into the lift. The door close and journey upwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The penthouse." The bell boy said as I stepped out of the lift.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you," I said to the bell boy. He opened the room door and placed my luggage on the floor. I gave him a tip and he bowed and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and saw Gareth sitting on the couch, with his head between his legs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I have seen this image before. &lt;br /&gt;"Gareth?" I called. He looked up from where he was seated. I let out a sigh and sat down beside him.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes were wet and his cheeks has two obvious vertical wet paths from his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong?" I asked. Gareth told me what happened on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let out another sigh. Looks like the nightmare is still deep within Autumn. This is going to be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I heard a yell from inside a bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;Gareth and me ran inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn kept apologising to Nicholas who was holding his hand to his....&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn!" I shouted to catch her attention. Both of them stopped and stared back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the tray on the table and walked over to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you eating this?" I asked, picking up the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, the door bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on out." I said, taking Autumn out from the room and motioned Nicholas and Gareth to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pointed to the dining room to Autumn and told her to get herself seated.&lt;br /&gt;I went to open the door. The manager and his team sent in push carts of food. It looked like a mini buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set the plate of beef in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;"Eat up." I said. Autumn started to tuck into her food.&lt;br /&gt;I poured her a glass of grape juice and myself a glass of orange juice. Autumn ate like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't know what you guys want. So I got you both the same as Autumn's." I said as I passed out the other 2 sets to the guys. I poured the guys some grape juice each and settled myself in with my plate of pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys were a bit stunned and ate quietly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-687617912668343257?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/687617912668343257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=687617912668343257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/687617912668343257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/687617912668343257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/arriving-at-st-regis.html' title='Arriving at St Regis'/><author><name>Pingerrain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02399430929740219430'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-7352979551297935422</id><published>2009-11-04T00:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:29:55.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejection</title><content type='html'>Gareth watched as Autumn drifted back to sleep. He sank back into the armchair he had shifted from the window. He had been keeping vigil since they checked in. The morning sun shrone through the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Autumn fainted, Gareth carried her to the bed and nursed her. They landed in New York as scheduled, in the later afternoon, NY time. She awoke long enough to get to the hotel. After checking in, Gareth carried her up to the penthouse that he had made reservations for at the St Regis. She had been sleeping ever since. He had not slept a wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then the doorbell of the entrance rang. Gareth sighed and got up to answer the door. He looked through the peephole, it was Nicholas. Gareth looked at his watched as he opened the door. It was almost 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good mor....", Nicholas stopped in his tracks when he saw Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"My god!! What happened to you? You look like a wreck.", Nicholas took a second look at Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you two at it like monkeys througout the night?", Nicholas teased. Gareth kept silent.&lt;br /&gt;"Alastair, is everything ok?", Nicholas asked seriously, when he realised that Gareth had not rebutted him, like he always does.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn... In the room.. Fainted..", was all Gareth could cough out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas dropped his stuff and went into the bedroom, to find Autumn sleeping in bed. He had noticed the towel on her forehead, the basin of water on the bedside table and the armchair pulled closer to the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?", Nicholas asked, as he touched Autumn's forehead, checking for a fever.&lt;br /&gt;"Low blood count. I don't know Nic.. I don't know anything anymore.", Gareth choked as he looked at Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me what happened Alastair, one detail at a time.", Nicholas said slowly and led Gareth out of the bedroom after confirming that Autumn was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth told him what had happened on the way to New York. About what had happened on the flight here. Nicholas listened attentively, never interupting Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She has low blood count Nic. I don't know if she will be fine.", Gareth finally broke down.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know what had gotten into me yesterday. I was not going to hit her, I only wanted to rub my forehead from the headache she had caused. She might have mistaken that I wantd to hit her. I will never ever do such a thing. But I lost my cool Nic. I lost it.", Gareth continued as tears streamed down his cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She will be fine. All she needs it rest, and some food when she gets up. I know how fustrated you are Alastair, but you know that you need to give her some time. For her to get to know you better. Rushing it isn't going to help.", Nicholas said gently.&lt;br /&gt;"Let her rest and you get some rest yourself. I'll look after her until you have rested. Have you had anything to eat?", Nicholasd ordered Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth shook his head. Nicholas ordered for Gareth to get into bed and some sleep. Having made sure that Gareth fell asleep, he returned to the other room where Autumn was.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and looked around, and slowly sat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're awake.", a familar voice said. I turned to see who it was.&lt;br /&gt;"Nic? What are you doing here? Where are we?", I asked groggily and sat up slowly. Nicholas handed me a glass of water, I reached out, but he stopped me.&lt;br /&gt;"Sip slowly.", Nicholas ordered and stuck a straw into the glass. He held the glass for me and I sipped the water. I pushed his hand away after a small sip.&lt;br /&gt;"More.", he said and pushed the glass back in my face. I looked at Nicholas, he eyes told me not to disobey. I took another sip. He nodded in approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are in New York, and it's tuesday. You were out since you arrived here. How are you feeling?", Nicholas asked concerned. I only nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Where is Gareth?", I asked softly as I noticed that he was not around.&lt;br /&gt;"He's resting. He looked terrible and I sent him off to bed. He has not slept at all, looking after you.", Nicholas said as he refilled the glass with water. He held up the glass again. I took the straw and sipped.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want anything to eat? I can get room service.", Nicholas offered. I nodded slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas made a phonecall and ordered something light for me. I sank back into bed and looked around. Nicholas settled back in the armchair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I ordered porridge for you.", Nicholas said as he got comfortable. I sighed. Oats, I hate that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;"So what happened?", Nicholas looked intently at me. I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"We got into a disagreement. Gareth wants to marry me, eventually.", I said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"Is that a bad thing?", Nicholas asked gently in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"No, not a bad thing. I just don't even know him. I've had a hard time accepting his past, his present, and I'm not if I can accept his future. I like his company, I like being with him. He makes me happy, but there is still a but. I don't know Nic.", I said, staring up in the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You two are just impossible sometimes. He wants in and you out. It's weird.", Nicholas said with a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;"I know that Gareth is impatient but you need to bear with him. He really really does love you alot. But at the same time, I understand that you are not ready. And I apologise if he seemed like he was going to hit you. I have known Gareth for a long time. He would never hit a girl, expecially the one he loves. But he had lost his cool. For that, I cannot make any excuses.", Nicholas added slowly with a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth he's.. I don't know. He can be just amazing.", I confessed softly.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't rush into something you are not sure of Autumn. Take your time. Even though I very much want you and Gareth to be together, but things like love, I understand cannot be rushed. It takes time for love to grow. Even if at the end of the day, you feel that Gareth is not the one for you, no one is going to blame you for rejecting him.", Nicholas said softly and leaned forward on his knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're right Nic. I'm just being too hard on myself and Gareth. I've got learn to take it a little easier. How is he?", I asked and looked at Nicholas. He only smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"He will be fine. He survived suicide, he can survive anything." Nicholas said and got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room service arrived and I looked at it and blanched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do I really have to eat this?", I whined to Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;"Eat.", was all he said. I looked at it and made a face. I scooped half a spoonful and stared at the oats, and looked at the tray. I grabbed the honey and poured it over the oats and stirred. Nicholas stood behind me and watched. I blanched again and ate abit. I made a face as I swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The porridge didn't stay down for long. I wanted to get up and pushed the chair backwards too quickly and it hit Nicholas in the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OW!!!", he yelled in surprise. I turned to look.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry Nic!! Oh shit!! I'm sorry!!", I exclaimed. Nicholas only held is hand up and said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so so sorry!!", I said again.&lt;br /&gt;"It's ok.", his voice strained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then I heard Pris call out for me. I turned to look and saw Pris at the doorway with Gareth. She walked in and looked at the tray. She asked why was I eating that stuff. I shook my head and pointed to Nicholas, who stared at me in surprise. Pris grabbed my hand and led me out to the dining table. She had me settled in and the doorbell rang. I smelled food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eat up.", was all she said when she place a large slab of steak in front me. I looked at it, picked up the fork and knife and dug right in. I was oblivious to my surroundings and ate my food in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having ate too quickly, I choked. I felt someone pat my back gently and turned to look. It was Gareth. I dropped my utensils in surprise and retreated back and away from the dining table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No...", I whispered and retreated backwards and ran into the room.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie...", Gareth called out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was last thing I heard when I slammed the door close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-7352979551297935422?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7352979551297935422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=7352979551297935422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/7352979551297935422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/7352979551297935422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/rejection.html' title='Rejection'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-9058792908957730261</id><published>2009-11-03T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:15:42.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What has Gareth done?</title><content type='html'>I huddled on one side of the bed, my back facing Gareth. I took a deep breath and thought about what Gareth said. His eyes told me otherwise. Why does my heart ache? I felt Gareth get off the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on Autumn, time for lunch. We will be landing in New York a few hours.", Gareth said softly. I looked up, he opened the door and walked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of bed and went out. I sat down opposite him, and watched on as the steward served us lunch. I looked at the food, my appetite lost. I looked at Gareth and he ate silently. I picked up my fork and took a bite of the chicken. I chewed slowly, and looked at Gareth again. Gareth looked up at the same time, and I quickly looked down at the plate, and played with my food, looking like I was eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie?", Gareth spoke up. His tone of voice was different I looked up at him.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you ok?", he asked concerned.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine.", I said and took another of the chicken. I felt my stomach churn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Try to eat a little more.", Gareth encouraged gently. I only nodded and took a huge gulp of water, which only made things worse.&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me.", I said and quickly got and ran into the bathroom. I heard Gareth follow me.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn?! Are you ok?", Gareth called out from behind the bathroom door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kneeled over the toilet bowl and vomitted. I went at it until my stomach was empty. Gareth was still banging on the bathroom door.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn? Answer me!", he called out. I wiped my mouth and turned to sit on the bathroom floor. I rested my head on my knees and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried like there was no tomorrow. Here was a guy who loved me for who I am, but I'm pushing him away. Stupid stupid stupid!! Gareth was still banging the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie! Open the door!", he called out. I sniffed back my tears, washed up and opened the door slowly. Gareth took a step back and looked at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie, are you ok? What happened?", he asked in a panic and came up to hug me tight. and stroked my hair. I stood there in his arms dazed.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie?", he asked as he took as step back, held both my arms and bent lower to look at me in the eyes. I looked away, to avoid his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Darling, look at me.", he said slowly. I shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;"Then tell me what happened?", he asked slowly. I shook my head again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn, I've always been a patient man, but do not test my patience.", Gareth warned softly, breaking the silence.&lt;br /&gt;I said nothing. Gareth kept silent and waited for a response from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn?", he warned again, he grip on my arms tightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sucked in a breath and struggled out his grip. He only held on tighter. I shook my head and began to cry.&lt;br /&gt;"No...", I whispered. Gareth frowned, he was upset and irritated.&lt;br /&gt;"Why?!", he raised his voice suddenly and shook me.&lt;br /&gt;"N.....", I opened my mouth and Gareth plundered a kiss on my lips. I tried to struggle out of his grip, but he was too strong for me. I screamed under his kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was angry, possessive and violent. I struggled somemore and tried pushing him away from myself, but he only tightened his grip on me. My arms hurt. He backed off. No, it was no happening again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!!", I screamed and pushed him off.&lt;br /&gt;"No what?! I've been trying so hard, but all you ever did was keep pushing me away!!", Gareth shouted and shook me somemore. He released one hand and raised it, like as if he was going to hit me. I screamed at the top of voice and put my free arm over my head, protecting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!! Don't hit me!!", I cried out loud and struggled somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Gareth was stunned for moment at her scream and immdiately released Autumn from his grip. Her knees gave way and she collapsed on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please.. Don't hit me...", she sobbed and curled into a ball, her knees tucked in close to her body.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn.. I....", Gareth advanced forward, wanting to kneel down in front her.&lt;br /&gt;"No!!! Please don't! Don't hit me... I'll listen to you. I'll do anything, just don't hit me...", she sobbed uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie, I'll never hit you.", Gareth said softly and reached out for Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn backed away from him violently. Gareth looked at her, lost for words and actions. What was he doing? What had he done? There she was crying and it was his fault. He had never lost his temper before. He was not going to hit her. He had never seen her like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn tried to get up, and Gareth reached out wanting to help. She rejected him violently. She got up and went into the cabin. Gareth could only follow her, keeping his distance. It was then Autumn fainted. Gareth ran up and caught her in time before she hit the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What had he done?!&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was several hours when I awoke with a start. I looked around, I was in an unfamilar place. I felt the presence of someone, then I heard the soft padding of walking on the carpeted floor. It was then I felt something warm on my forehead, I reached up to touch it, but was stopped by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sleep chérie...", his voice soft and gentle. I only nodded slightly and drifted back to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-9058792908957730261?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/9058792908957730261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=9058792908957730261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/9058792908957730261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/9058792908957730261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-has-gareth-done.html' title='What has Gareth done?'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-5338782224739489201</id><published>2009-11-02T23:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:21:27.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way to New York</title><content type='html'>Gareth stared as she dressed and left the cabin closing the door behind her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I enjoy what we have, marriage was never in the equation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth got dressed and laid in bed staring at the ceiling. He needed to talk to someone, but who? Priscilla was busy back in Singapore, Nicholas was a charity event. He fiddled with his mobile phone. He felt so stupid. In all that passion, he had forgetten the most important thing. It was crazy, because it had never happened to him. He always made sure but Autumn was different. God, how Gareth wished he could just get her pregnant and then marry her. And then she would be his forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth sighed. He would speak to Priscilla when they met in New York about Autumn. And he though they had somethng going, but it seemed that Autumn was in this for the company only. Gareth hoped it was only for the moment, and that she would change her mind soon. He felt like he could not take another rejection from her. Gareth sighed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth got out of bed, and left the cabin. He found Autumn huddled in her seat, asleep. She was hugging her jacket. The poor dear looked uncomfortable. Garth smiled to himself and kneeled in front of her. He watched her sleep and push a lock of hair that fell forward behind her ear. She shifted and sighed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You drive me crazy, you know?", he said to himself with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;"I finally know what love really is, and it's all thanks to you. But you will not have me.", Gareth added softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head and laughed gently. She was going to be his undoing. He looked at her for another moment, got up slipped, his arms under her and carried her into the cabin and laid her gently on the bed. He would wake her up later for a late lunch, just before touchdown in New York. He crawled into bed, settled in beside Autumn, picked up his book and continued from where he had left off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was knock on the cabin door a few hours later. The steward opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Viscount, can we serve lunch?", he asked softly. Gareth nodded with a smile, and the steward closed the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn?", Gareth called as he touched her arm. She stirred.&lt;br /&gt;"It's time for lunch, and in a few hours we will be landing in New York.", he said as he pushed back a lock of hair that had fallen across her face.&lt;br /&gt;"Mm.. Ok..", Autum mumbled. Gareth smiled and leaned forward to kiss her forehead.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire?", Autum called out softly.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?", Gareth shifted backwards to look at her.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry about earlier. I should not have...", she began. Gareth only shushed her by gently kissing her lips.&lt;br /&gt;"It's ok. I had to expect something like that from you. I was just being impatient.", he said and stroked her cheek with his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;"But still...", she tried again.&lt;br /&gt;"No. You don't have to say anything, I understand.", Gareth interupted her.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth.. Listen to me.", she said and looked up earnestly into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth looked at her in surprise, his heart pounded in his ears. Here it was, she was going to say it. He took a deep breath and braced himself for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I really like you.", Autumn began slowly. Gareth listened attentively.&lt;br /&gt;"But, I'm just not ready for relationship. I like what we have going on here. I'm glad that I've met you, to have spent time with you. But it will end when I get back to Singapore. So, I would rather not go into a relationship and keep things the way they are at the moment.", she said cautiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth looked at her. His face straight, but he knew she could tell from his eyes that he was utterly disappointed. Gareth only smiled and held her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will wait. I will wait till you are ready. No girl has ever made me feel the way you do. I have fallen in love with you, and I want no other woman in my life.", Gareth said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"But I don't..", Autumn began.&lt;br /&gt;"No buts, and no excuses, no reasons.", was all Gareth said. Autumn sighed, looked at him, not knowing what to say and snuggled back into the pillow and turned away from Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth clenched his fists, his knuckles white. His heart ached.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-5338782224739489201?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/5338782224739489201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=5338782224739489201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5338782224739489201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5338782224739489201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-way-to-new-york.html' title='On the way to New York'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-5116242606341193709</id><published>2009-11-02T19:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:15:14.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To New York We Go!!</title><content type='html'>"Chérie, are you ready?", Gareth asked from my bedroom door.&lt;br /&gt;"Almost. Just one more thing.", I said and ran into the bathroom and grabbed my lipbalm. I threw it into my bag and looked up at Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok! I'm done.", I announced and walked towards my bedroom door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth was leaning against the door frame watching me the whole time. He was straight faced, but his eyes were dancing. He reached out and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. I sighed. We headed to the parlor, and met Mum and Dad there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mum, Dad, I'm going away forever! And I'm never coming home!", I exclaimed melo-dramatically. Both of them laughed. Gareth arched a brow.&lt;br /&gt;"Nah... I'm just kidding. I'll be in New York for the week and will be back on when the week is up.", I said seriously. Mum giggled. I looked at Mum in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Enjoy yourselves dears.", Mum said with a smile. I looked at Dad, he only shrugged his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;"Look after her Viscount.", Dad told Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"I will.", Gareth said and shook Dad's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth drove us to the private air strip. I looked around, there was no on in sight. I took a deep breath and boarded the the airplane. Gareth followed behind me. We settled in and got comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is so exciting.", Gareth exclaimed as he settled in next to me.&lt;br /&gt;"What is? And why are you squeezing in next to me?", I asked Gareth, shoving him away.&lt;br /&gt;"But the seat is big enough for the two of us. And I want to be able to hug you.", he whined. I gave him a bored look and turned to look out the window.&lt;br /&gt;"By the way, Nic will be meeting us there. He's got this charity event he has to go to today.", Gareth informed me. It was then he took his mobile phone and held it up.&lt;br /&gt;"Smile!!", and he took a photo of us. He looked at it and laughed. I grabbed his phone and looked at the photo. It was horrible!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wasn't ready!!", I complained. Gareth took his mobile.&lt;br /&gt;"One two three!", and he snapped. We looked at the photo together.&lt;br /&gt;"Much better.", he said and placed a quick kiss on my cheek. I looked at him in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within 15 minutes, we were in the air. I settled in, pulled out my laptop and iPod. I took off my shoes and put my feet up onto the seat. Gareth looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't tell me you are going to work?", he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I have to. The wedding in next week. And we have yet to take that photoshoot of yours remember? So I'm guessing that I'll be delayed in London will Wednesday. I need to finalise the details for this wedding so that everything will in order when I get. Not forgetting that my manage is in the hospital.", I reminded Gareth as I looked through my files.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah.. Yes...", he said softly and fiddled with his phone.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire, tell you what. When I'm done, we will do whatever you want to do ok? Just let me finish up my work first.", I said. Gareth lit up,his eyes mschievious.&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever I want?", he asked, confirming what I had said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, whatever you want. Now leave me alone!", I said and turned my attention back to my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours of emailing and flipping and reading, I heaved a sigh of relief. Finally done!! I looked around and Gareth was no where to be seen. I got up to wlak around and stretch my legs. The plane belongs to the St Claire family, and unlike our own private jet, theirs was more for family travel and comfort. I sat at the mini bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I get you a drink?", the air steward asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Apple juice. Thanks. Where is the Viscount?", I asked the steward.&lt;br /&gt;"He's in the bedroom up ahead.", he said as he handed me the glass of apple juice. I thanked him again and looked for Gareth. I walked up and opened the cabin door. There was a plush bed in the middle of nowhere, and Gareth was lazing on it, reading a book. He looked up from his book and smiled widely at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You found me!", he exclaimed and put his book down, and pat on the empty space beside him.&lt;br /&gt;"A bed? On a plane? This is way cool!!", I exclaimed, set the glass down, and jumped into the bed. Gareth laughed out loud.&lt;br /&gt;"This way cool! Our jet is for business only, no comforts of home.", I sighed and stretched on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm glad you like it.", Gareth said in a whisper and he got off the bed, went to close the cabin door and locked it. His green eyes shining bright, and he stalked over towards the bed. He crawled into bed.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing St Claire?", I asked as our noses touched.&lt;br /&gt;"You said we could do anything I wanted when you were done?", he said softly. I grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"And what would it be that you want to do?", I asked him daringly. Gareth grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"You know what I want...", he said and placed a wet kiss on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sighed under his kiss. It was hot and passionate, as always. We stripped down to nothing in a flash, and he was kissing my neck, roaming my body with his hands. I clawed his back with my fingernails, feeling every muscle ripple as he moved. He parted my thighs with his knees as he kissed me. I moaned as he grabbed my hips and lowered himself. His arousal probed at the entrance of my womanhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie.....", Gareth sighed as he entered me slowly. I groaned and squirmed under him.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't move....", he voice tight. I relaxed and allowed him to enter me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth was embedded fully, and he looked at me and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wonderful as always.", he said softly and kissed me. I returned his kiss and he withdrew from me.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth!", I exclaimed in pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;"Finally..", he said and entered me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth went into a slow and sensual rhythem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie...", he sighed as he entered me again. I sighed in pleasure, enjoying every moment of our love making, knowing that it will not last long once I got back home.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth...", I whispered into his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow and sensual. Gareth took his time to pleasure me as it did for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cuddled in bed after we were sated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perfect, as always.", Gareth said in a whisper as he held me close.&lt;br /&gt;"Although...", I began carefully. Gareth looked at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"You didn't use...", I continued.&lt;br /&gt;"Shit!!!", he exclaimed and sat up, realising something was missing.&lt;br /&gt;"What do we do now?", he asked in abit of a panic.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing.", I said and stretched.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing? How we not do anything?", he asked in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Because I'm on the pill.", I said simply and snuggled into the pillows and yawned.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank god!', Gareth sighed in relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You always surprise me chérie.", Gareth said as he cuddled me.&lt;br /&gt;"But it is not an excuse to forget.", I snapped at him.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry chérie. I'll take responsibility if anything happens.", he said and smiled. I looked up at him.&lt;br /&gt;"Easier said than done.", I said annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it will only bring forward in the inevitable.", Gareth said grinning away.&lt;br /&gt;"What?!", I spluttered.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I am going to marry you.", Gareth said, still grinning. But his green eyes were serious.&lt;br /&gt;"No no no!!", I rebutted and prepared to get off the bed. Gareth held my hand, I looked up at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean no?", he asked surprised.&lt;br /&gt;"No means no. I'm not going to marry you. I won't marry you. I enjoy what we have not St Claire, marriage was never in the equation.", I said sternly.&lt;br /&gt;"But it eventually will be, right?", he asked softly, his greens eyes looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;"No... ", was all I said. I got up to dress up and left the cabin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-5116242606341193709?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/5116242606341193709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=5116242606341193709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5116242606341193709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5116242606341193709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-new-york-we-go.html' title='To New York We Go!!'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-5370500202226516229</id><published>2009-11-02T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:38:56.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a week late.</title><content type='html'>Dinner was served in Benjamin's place.&lt;br /&gt;It has been awhile since I last been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I have another bowl of rice?" I asked. Benjamin's wife, Mrs. Liew happily took my bowl and scoop more rice into it. Mrs. Liew cooked fish head steamboat for that evening and he cooking standards till now has not changed. It is still that yummy.&lt;br /&gt;I totally love fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan watched me ate another bowl of rice with soup and fish meat. She maintained her silence.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, as I was leaving the house for the manor, Megan came up to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Miss?" She called.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?" I asked. She passed me a&amp;nbsp; cooler with breast milk inside.&lt;br /&gt;"Milk." She said.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks!" I replied, taking the box from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm, I do have a question." She added, hesitanted to continue.&lt;br /&gt;"Woman to a woman, are you pregnant?" She asked. I looked at her, shock.&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean, pregnant?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I was looking at the way you ate just now, and it kind of reminded me the way I used to eat when I was pregnant myself." She replied.&lt;br /&gt;I stood in silence.&lt;br /&gt;"I know it' a bit awkward to be saying this too you, but, here." She said, passing me a long slim box.&lt;br /&gt;"Do a test yourself in private. Just to be sure." She added.&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in thoughts but took the box anyways. I was beginning to walk up with the baby when I remembered to turn around quickly.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, Megan." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Anytime. You can come to me if you need anything." She added. I smiled and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin accompanied me back to the manor with the baby in my arms and helped me tucked the baby in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;"You gotta be careful when you sleep with her tonight." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"We can get a baby cot for her tomorrow." He added. I nodded to him and he left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For awhile, I straightened my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I fiddled the box Megan gave me. I walked over to my table and pull out my scheduler.&lt;br /&gt;My finger ran down the pages of my calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My menses is a week late.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and let out a heavy sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I took the box and went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment later, I flushed the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I left the kit in the toilet and close the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed and got into my bed. I turned and look at the baby who has just fallen asleep and&amp;nbsp; my hand gently rub over my stomach. I close my eyes and tried to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;"That way!" I shouted as I rushed to the door.&lt;br /&gt;"No no no no no no!" I shouted as I see the carnivorous dinosaur on the other side of the door.&lt;br /&gt;I turned and I ran and fast as my legs could take me. The dinosaur bang and trashed through the door chasing behind me.&lt;br /&gt;I ran and ran and I heard a loud wailing. A baby's cries.&lt;br /&gt;A- baby's- cries....&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forced opened my eyes and looked around.&lt;br /&gt;It was just a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;I turned and look at the baby beside me. She was crying. I quickly sat up and check on her.&lt;br /&gt;Pampers are dry --- oh, she's hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly ran to the cooler box and took out a bottle and quickly warm it in a warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh hush, hush, baby don't cry." I picked up the little baby and tried to comfort her. She immediately shifted and tried to suckle my breast through my nightgown.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no no no..." I said, as I quickly picked up the bottle and gave her the milk.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but steadily, she finished the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I think I am getting the hang of this.&lt;br /&gt;After feeding, I made the baby burped in the same method Megan taught.&lt;br /&gt;Then the baby decided to play a little. I kept blinking my eyes to keep myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;After spending some play time and massaging time with the baby, she soon fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I tucked her in gently and climbed back into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the clock. It was 3.30am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Tired, I fell asleep in bed immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 7am when I heard another wail.&lt;br /&gt;I jumped out from my bed and checked on her.&lt;br /&gt;Diaper's wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the cooler box, Ben prepared some items that may come in handy for me to use.&lt;br /&gt;I took a good look at them.&lt;br /&gt;Cloth diapers, pampers, cotton wool, baby wipes.&lt;br /&gt;Baby wipes!&lt;br /&gt;and diapers, oh and powder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly took them, and went back to the crying baby and help her change.&lt;br /&gt;But she was still crying!&lt;br /&gt;I picked her up and sang her a lullaby to help her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;She yawned and close her eyes. I sat on the rocking chair on the balcony, held her in a fleece blanket to keep her warm. I looked at her eyes, and thought about the other one in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;I had mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held her in my arms and close my eyes. I am really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Miss?" I heard Ben's voice.&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Miss." Ben greeted. I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"May I?" He asked for permission to carry the baby girl. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;Ben carried the baby and I followed him into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Miss, Megan can actually help you to take care of this baby girl." Ben said.&lt;br /&gt;"You need not stress yourself so much." He added.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine. Megan can help me take care for her for awhile," I replied, my finger rubbing her little cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;"I have to fly to New York tomorrow. Meanwhile, I would love to take of her, myself." I said. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Megan, my wife and I will help you along." Ben said as he motioned me to sit down at the table.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, Ben." I replied with gratitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate my breakfast and I noticed I had a lot more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;"Ben, is Megan home? I would like to talk to her." I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"She is, we'll go see her after your breakfast." He said, feeding the bottle to the baby.&lt;br /&gt;After 4 portions of scrambled eggs. 2 cheese toast. 4 sausages and a&amp;nbsp; big mug of chocolate milk, Ben and I made my way to his house to see Megan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I made my way there, I went to my room and picked up the test kit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-5370500202226516229?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/5370500202226516229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=5370500202226516229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5370500202226516229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5370500202226516229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-week-late.html' title='I am a week late.'/><author><name>Pingerrain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02399430929740219430'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-4053480255140298870</id><published>2009-11-01T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:36:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? The famous bartender?</title><content type='html'>"Autumn, what are you doing behind there?", Gareth asked surprised.&lt;br /&gt;"Well... Just watch and you wil find out.", I said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around the bar and noted what was available. I nodded to myself and thought I could do one of my own concoctions. I pulled out the shaker, strainer and measuring spoon, shot glasses and stirrer. I picked up the cranberry syrup, orange juice. Then, looked around and found the whiskey, vodka and Grand Marnier. I measured the cranerry syrup to the orange juice and poured them into the shaker. Then proceeded to measure the alcohol. I then filled out the shaker with ice and capped the shaker and shook hard. I pulled out a glass, filled it with ice and poured the mixture through the strainer into the glass. I topped the drink with a measure of Contrieau and a squeeze of lime juice. I put the stirrer in and pushed the drink towards Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys looked at me in surprise. I smirked.&lt;br /&gt;"One Sunshine on the house.", I said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then the bartender came up and looked at my drink. He smiled widely.&lt;br /&gt;"I never thought I would ever see this again.", he exclaimed. I looked at him in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Sunshine. One of the world's famous drink by a supre young and talented bartender. No one know who this bartender was, and he or she left quite suddenly.", the bartender explained. I looked at him and made a face. He was talking about me.&lt;br /&gt;"But then again, many have tried to copy this drink, and no oned could figure out the recipe. May I, young lady?", he asked pointing to the drink. I nodded and allowed him to taste the drink. He took a sip by using the stirrer. He tasted it and his eyes widened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is it!! This is it!!", he exclaimed and looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;"Come to think of it, you look like her.", the bartender said and looked at me again. I shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm not her.", I said and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"You have to be. This is what Sunshine taste like! I've tasted it once and I remember the taste of it.", he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"No, you have got the wrong person.", I said and smiled again and escaped from the bar. I went around and joined the guys. They all took a taste of the drink.&lt;br /&gt;"This is fantastic!!", Gareth exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Now this is the Sunshine.", Baron Carwin said and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"You've tried it before?", I asked him. He nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah huh...", I said and looked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it has been awhile since I was last behind the bar. It was fun! It was great to have my mind taken away from a huge trouble coming up. I looked at the guys laughing and fooling around, and joined in the laughter. Soon, it was time to head home. W all said our good byes and headed our seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had fun today.", Gareth said as he drove me back home.&lt;br /&gt;"Me too. It was great to meet your team though. Fun group of guys.", I said and smiled at Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"I think they have taken a liking to you. Come to think of it, they really hated Justina", Gareth said with a laugh. I turned to look out the window and I felt Gareth's hand on mine.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you chérie.", Gareth said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever for?", I asked, looking at him. He only smiled and said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the round about of the Chateau. Gareth walked me up to the main door where I was greeted by Robert. I told Robert that I will lock up once I'm in, so he can go ahead with whatever he was doing. I turned to look at Gareth and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie, I had fun today.", Gareth asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I had fun too St Claire.", I said with a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, by the way, I'll be seeing you tomorrow. Pack light, and remember to bring your passport.", he reminded.&lt;br /&gt;"My passport?", I looked at Gareth confused. He grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"We are going to New York first thing tomorrow morning!", he announced.&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?!", I exclaimed in confusion. He came up to me and lifted my chin upwards with his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;"You and I will be going to New York first thing tomorrow morning. So pack light, and remember to bring your passport. We can get whatever you need when we get there. You do know that shopping in New York is the best.", Gareth said softly as he lowered his lips onto mine.&lt;br /&gt;"I know..", I whispered against his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and allowed him to kiss me. Gentle and light kisses at first. Passionate and wet as we went along. We parted, slightly breathless. Gareth only grinned, his eyes shone with delight. I looked at up at him, and said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh by the way.. Vincent MacLean...", Gareth began, not sure of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;"What of him?", I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;"Vincent is a long time friend of mine. And he's a nice guy.", Gareth began. I looked at him suspiciously.&lt;br /&gt;"But?", I said.&lt;br /&gt;"But nothing. Just wanted you to know. He...", Gareth stammered along. I giggled.&lt;br /&gt;"What?!", he snapped at me. I giggled somemore.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you jealous St Claire?", I teased. Gareth looked at me wide eyed.&lt;br /&gt;"What if I am? Vincent is a good catch and he's good looking too. And he's a Scot. He runs his family business of whiskey distillation.", Gareth began, with animated actions. I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"Vincent was just trying to be nice. He is intriguing, but I don't think he's my cup of tea.", aussred Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"Really?", he asked, obviously happy with my statement.&lt;br /&gt;"Really. Now go. Get home and get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow. You'll be here to pick me up right?", I turnd him around and shoved him into the direction of his car. He turned back to look at me.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be here at 8, so be ready by then.", he warned with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;"Go on. Goodnight St Claire.", I called out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waved without looking back. I close the main door as I heard him drive off. I sighd and went upstairs to pack. It was going to be another long week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-4053480255140298870?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/4053480255140298870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=4053480255140298870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/4053480255140298870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/4053480255140298870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-famous-bartender.html' title='Me? The famous bartender?'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-6331979293340845214</id><published>2009-11-01T03:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:09:29.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After practice and a reward</title><content type='html'>"I'm sorry to call you at such a time. But it has been confirmed. Old Master wants to retire at the end of this year. We need you back Qiuru.", Richard said apologectically.&lt;br /&gt;"All of a sudden?", I asked in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, he made it clear to me. I had to call you to tell you. I think Old Master wants to hand the business to you.", Richard said.&lt;br /&gt;"Richard, thank you. You did the right thing. However, I'm out of Singapore right now and I won't be back till week after next. I will drop by to see God-dad and speak to him on this matter. It has not yet been announced right?", I asked Richard seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"No. He wants to confirm that you will be taking over before he makes his next move.", Richard epxlained.&lt;br /&gt;"Good good. Keep him happy, and as usual take care of him for me Richard. I will see you soon.", I said softly. We said our goodbyes and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news. Very bad news. I quickly put a reminder in my scheduler to make an appointment with God-dad when I get back to Singapore. I frowned. Why all of a sudden? I needed to find out. I scribbled into my scheduler furiously. I then picked up my phone and dialled Pris's number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?", Pris answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey sis, I know the hour is weird. What's happening back home? I need an update.", I said seriously and sternly.&lt;br /&gt;"Why so serious all of a sudden?", Pris asked surprised. I shook my head and snapped out of mafia mode.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry. I just got... Nevermind. What's happening back home?", I asked more gently.&lt;br /&gt;"Mag's injured. Fans stampede, and she got caught in it. But she's doing fine.", Pris explained.&lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't anyone call me to tell me?", I asked angrily.&lt;br /&gt;"That was my doing.", Pris said in an apologetic manner.&lt;br /&gt;"Pris, can you for once just let me handle everything? You handed the Manor to me, and it is now my responsibility.", I said with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't want to take you away from London when you've only just been there for a week. Grandpa and Grandma would have been upset.", she explained. I sighed again.&lt;br /&gt;"I understand but...", I said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"In any case, just keep me updated of what's going on back home ok? And please take it easy and don't stress yourself out. And thanks sis.", I added with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's going on Qiu?", Pris asked suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;"Long story. I'll tell you when I have a chance to.", I said as I noticed the guys coming over.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure you are ok?", she added concerned.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be fine. I can only deal with it when I get back home. It's gotten complicated.", I explained as Gareth sat down beside and looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, but you sure you will fine?", Pris asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I will be fine. For the moment, please do not mention anything to your Prince and his friend.", I replied to her in manderin.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok.", she replied surprised. We said our goodbyes and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's gotten complicated?", Gareth asked. I looked up at him and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing. Family business.", I said and packed my stuff. I looked around and Nicholas was looking at me, his eyes upset.&lt;br /&gt;"Pris is fine. Just really busy. One of our staff got injured, and is in the hospital. She needed to be back to manage the Manor..", I explained with a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you ok Autumn?", Nicholas asked, noticing my small sigh.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just upset that no one told me or called me to tell me that my right hand woman was the one injured. In fact, I'm pissed off.", I said angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Relax Autumn. Pris did it so you could stay here to enjoy yourself.", Gareth said.&lt;br /&gt;"What do you know St Claire? The Manor is my responsibility and my home. And my manager is hospitalised. No, it's not ok. They are like my family, my second family after my own left for Australia. I've not seen them for almost 2 years.", I said, obviously upset. Garth stared at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Two years? Has it been that long?", Nicholas asked in surprise. I nodded, trying to fight the tears.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry chérie, I.... I didn't know.", Gareth said apologetically. I shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire, I'm sorry, I should not have vented my fustrations onto you.", I said softly and wiped my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be fine.", I added and got up to go to Gareth's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's a very head strong girl, just like you.", I heard Nicholas tell Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"I noticed. And she keeps so much to herself. I just wished I could lighten her burden. She has been through alot.", Gareth said. I walked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all headed to the nearby pub to join the rest of the team for dinner and drinks. I kept silent during the trip there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're here.", Gareth said softly as he parked his car.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire, I apologise about....", I began softly. Gareth held my hand.&lt;br /&gt;"No, it was my fault. I was insensitive. I just wish you would tell me what is bothering you. You've been frowning the whole trip here.", he said softly. His greens eyes dimmed. He was upset.&lt;br /&gt;"It's complicated. I won't know the details until I get back. So I will leave it as it is for now.", I explained and smiled at him. Gareth sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you St Claire. Let's not spoil the mood for everyone.", I said as I reached out to touch his cheek. He closed him eyes and leaned towards my touch.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie...", he sighed. He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;"You just think about everyone except yourself. Sometime I wish you were not so generous.", Gareth sighed, as he gently rubbed his thumb on my cheek. I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"We should get going.", I said. Gareth nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the pub and were greeted by cat calls. Gareth went up and grabbed his team mate by the neck and laughed. I joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone. Meet Lady...", Gareth began.&lt;br /&gt;Ridges. We already know. You were all over the news. So is she your girlfriend?", one teammate shouted. I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up Aldrige!", Gareth called out.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on!! We know you have the hots for her. I would if I were you.", another teased.&lt;br /&gt;"Carwin...", Gareth warned angrily. His team mate whistled, raised both hands and backed off. Gareth squeezed my shoulder. I reached out and touched his hand, appreciating his protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to the guys one by one. Most of them were nobility one way or another. And all of them went to Eton and met each other somewhere alone the way while they were studying there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First drink needs to be drunk in one taking.", an Earl Kennicot explained to me. I looked at the mug of beer. I smirked to myself. This was going to be easy. Gareth and Nicholas were no where to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on Kenny, she's a lady. Spare her.", Baron Carwin said.&lt;br /&gt;"No, if Justina could do it. I'm sure Autumn here can.", Earl Kennicot said. I looked at him in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh please! Justina collapsed the moment she finished the mug.", Viscount Stanwood said and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"And besides, St Claire drank a quarter of it for her. So technically, she didn't finish the pint.", Viscount Stanwood added.&lt;br /&gt;"So Lady Ridges, are you up for the challenge?", Earl Kennicot asked slyly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you three doing?", Nicholas asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, we offered her a drink.", Earl Kennicot stated. Nicholas shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no you don't Kennicot. Remember what happened to Justina.", Nicholas warned.&lt;br /&gt;"She was lousy and not for St Claire anyways. We all didn't like her to start with.", Earl Kennicot scoffed. Baron Carwin and Viscount Stanwood nodded. I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Really? Just because she couldn't finish a pint?", I asked them curious.&lt;br /&gt;"No. It was not bcause of that. We can sniff a gold digger from afar. She was in for his money and title only. We see it so often, and it has happend to ourselves.", Viscount Stanwood explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see. And what about me?", I asked them, daring them to answer me.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn.. I would rather..", Nicholas began.&lt;br /&gt;"She's got guts. I like her.", Baron Carwin exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"You are different. Just different from all the other girls that St Claire has introduced to us.", Earl Kennicot said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm glad to hear that.", I said and picked up the pint.&lt;br /&gt;"And for that compliment, I will drink a pint to each of you gentlemen.", I added with a smirk. The three gentlemen raised the eyebrows at me and I smirked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was child's play. I picked up the pint and lifted it to my lips when I felt a hand on mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing Autumn?", Gareth exclaimed. I looked at him and put the mug down.&lt;br /&gt;"Drinking?", I said and looked at him.&lt;br /&gt;"She was going to drink a pint to each of them.", Nicholas added.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on St Claire, I like a challenge.", Kennicot said. Gareth sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll drink a quarter of it.", Gareth offered. I looked at him in surprise and shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;"This is my challenge. And I'm not Justina.", I said irritated and lifted the mug to my lips.&lt;br /&gt;"Woo... She's a feisty one.", Viscount Stanwood commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the first pint, and all 5 gentlemen stared at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"I need another 2.", called out to the bar tender. He nodded and filled out 2 more mugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up another one and downed it. The rest of the team joined us. I set the second mug down and smirked. I picked up the third and Gareth stopped me. Gareth looked lost for a moment. I took his hand off the third mug and lifted it to my lips and drank. I set the mug down when I was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is amazing!!", Baron Carwin exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then I heard a familar voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Qiuru?", a male voice sounded out. I turned to look. My smile widened and I got off the high stool.&lt;br /&gt;"Wei Feng? What are you doing here?", I asked in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"I am in town for the Annual European dirt bike race. My team is here as well.", he explained and pointed to the table far off the bar.&lt;br /&gt;"What about you?", he added looking behind me.&lt;br /&gt;"Polo team practice.", I said nonchantly.&lt;br /&gt;"Polo? You play polo?", Wei Feng asked laughing.&lt;br /&gt;"Not me. Them!", I pointed to the guys behind me.&lt;br /&gt;"So when is the race?", I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;"Coming Thursday for the qualifying. Come watch us.", Wei Feng offered. I made a face.&lt;br /&gt;"No can do. I got to go to New York next week. Bridal show.", I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're getting married?", Wei Feng asked in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn?", Gareth called out from behind. I turned to see all 8 guys staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah! I'm sorry. This is Wei Feng, long time friend.", I made introductions.&lt;br /&gt;"By the way, I heard your last record was what?", I asked Wei Feng.&lt;br /&gt;"Ha!! I've improved. 143 shots!", he annouced proudly.&lt;br /&gt;"143? That's a good improvement.", I said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Want another go today?", Wei Feng asked. I shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with them today. Drop by the Manor sometime and we can do it again.", I offered with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Feng nodded and leaned in to whisper to me.&lt;br /&gt;"I've hear about Old Master.", he said in manderin.&lt;br /&gt;"Will you be ok?", he asked concerned. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be fine.", I replied him in manderin. Wei Feng nodded and went back to his group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned my attention back to the guys. I smiled at them an settled on a high chair picked up Gareth's drink and took a huge gulp. All of them stared at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"And she can still drink?", Viscount Stanwood exclaimed. I smiled and looked around and I had an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bartender!", I called out to the bartender.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes young lady?", he asked in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"May I borrow the bar?", I asked sweetly and smiled at the bartender. He smirked.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure pretty one.", he said and nodded. Gareth frowned at the comment.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, guys! This is my reward to you all for your hardwork today.", I said and got off the thigh stool and went behind the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was going be some fun.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-6331979293340845214?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/6331979293340845214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=6331979293340845214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/6331979293340845214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/6331979293340845214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-practice-and-reward.html' title='After practice and a reward'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-6290619325060612511</id><published>2009-10-31T01:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:46:21.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Vincent Maclean?</title><content type='html'>I turned to look, but I got slobbered by a Border Collie instead. I laughed and hugged the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr Callum has taken a liking to you.", the voice said with a hint of laughter. I looked up and saw the next most handsome guy I've ever seen. Tall, dark black hair, and the most intriging blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"You must be one of the Ridges girls. I believe you are Autumn Ridges.", the man said.&lt;br /&gt;"And who might you be?", I asked as I closed my laptop and grabbed my stuff, in preparation to leave just in case.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah! I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. Vincent Maclean, Earl of Catherwood.", he said with a smile. I noticed a sligh &lt;em&gt;bur&lt;/em&gt; in his speech. I stood up.&lt;br /&gt;"I should get going.", I said quickly and turned to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm apologise if I make you uncomfortable. I was just walking Mr Callum and I noticed you sitting here alone.". he said and pointed to his dog.&lt;br /&gt;"That's a coincidence.", I said and turned away.&lt;br /&gt;"Lady Ridges, please. I mean no harm. I believe you are watching Prince Nicholas practice for the upcoming Polo game.", Vincent said and indicated to the team in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Please, don't let me get in your way.", he said and smiled. His blue eyes shone. I blinked twice and looked away. He is good looking, I had to admit. But I have never heard of him. Maybe I should ask Pris, she might know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lady Ridges, may I join you?", Vincent asked, pointing to the bench. I looked at him and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you. Please sit.", he said and settled in. I sat down and set my things down.&lt;br /&gt;"Wonderful weather today, and I am honoured to have the company of such a beautiful lady to enjoy it with.", Vincent said.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry Earl Catherwood.. But...", I began.&lt;br /&gt;"Please call me Vincent.", he interupted.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok... Vincent.. But I don't know who you are.", I continued.&lt;br /&gt;"Vincent Maclean, single, 28 years old, currently running the family's whiskey distillating business. Nice to meet you.", he said and struck his hand out, indicating to shake mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah...", I looked at him, lost for a moment. Then I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"What?", he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you promoting yourself to a potential bride?", I asked, still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;"No.. Not really.", he said joining in the laughter. I looked at him and smiled widely.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn Ridges, second grand daugther to Duke Ridges, 25 years, single, running the Ridges Manor back in Singapore.", I said and shook Vincent's hand.&lt;br /&gt;"And what are you doing here in London?", Vincent asked.&lt;br /&gt;"To visit the Duke and Duchess.", I replied lazily.&lt;br /&gt;"I've noticed you at the musical last weekend. You were with your sister Priscilla?", he asked. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, Dad has requested that I go.", I said and looked out in the distance and saw Garth skillfully dribbled across the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see.", Vincent said and looked out at the field.&lt;br /&gt;"They are good. Do you ride Vincent?", I asked him curiously.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes I do. Sky is just a fantastic horse.", he said with a proud smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Really? I should like to meet him sometime.", I said, looking at him surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then I noticed a horse approaching us. I looked up and Gareth came on horse back. I smiled at him. Gareth waved back at me, but I noticed his frown when he noticed a man beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Viscount St Claire.", Vincent greeted with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Earl Catherwood.", Gareth greeted in return, nodding in acknowledgement.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn, are you ok?", Gareth turned his attention to me. I looked up at him and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine. Vincent and Mr Callum were on their walk, and joined me.", I explained and pointed to the Border Collie.&lt;br /&gt;"In any case, we will be done in another hour. The guys are going for a drink after this. Would you like to join us?", he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure. I get to meet the team. And how is Nic?", I asked looking behind Gaeth.&lt;br /&gt;"Still grumpy. I wonder what happened.", Gareth said and shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;"We will find out later. Now get back before Nic decides to throw the mallet at you.", I said and noticed Nicholas approaching. Gareth looked behind me.&lt;br /&gt;"Too late.", Gareth said with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alastair!! Stop fliriting and get back here!!!", Nicholas shouted.&lt;br /&gt;Vincent and I laughed. Nicholas approached on horse back.&lt;br /&gt;"Earl Catherwood.", Nicholas greeted.&lt;br /&gt;"Prince Nicholas.", Vincent greeted.&lt;br /&gt;"I see that you have acquainted yourself with Lady Ridges.", Nicholas said and nodded to my direction.&lt;br /&gt;"A wonderful lady and great company.", Vincent said with a charming smile. Garth frowned. I swear I heard him growl.&lt;br /&gt;"Well then, I have to get back to practice. Alastair!", he called out to Gareth and rode back to the team.&lt;br /&gt;"Go.", I said to Gareth. He only nodded sulkily and returned to join the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well then my Lady, I have to take my leave too.", Vincent said.&lt;br /&gt;"Such a shame, and I was beginning to enjoy your company.", I said with a smile. Vincent returned a charming smile. I swear I could swoon, his eyes were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could stay, but I have to get Mr Callum back.", he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Such a pity. Good evening Vincent.", I said and stood up as he did.&lt;br /&gt;"Good evening to you Autumn.", he greeted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached down to ruffle Mr Callum's fur. He jumped up on me and I laughed and ruffled his fur somemore.&lt;br /&gt;"Come one Mr Callum.", Vincent urged. I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"He's such a darling.", I said and hugged the dog.&lt;br /&gt;"He is, and so are you.", Vincent said, his blue eyes dancing. I looked at him and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you.", I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent nodded in acknowledgment and left with Mr Callum. I smiled to myself and pick up my mobile and dialled Pris's number. I need to find out this Vincent Maclean. Instead a phonecall came in for me. I looked at the callerID and frowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Richard? What happened?", I asked seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-6290619325060612511?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/6290619325060612511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=6290619325060612511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/6290619325060612511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/6290619325060612511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-is-vincent-maclean.html' title='Who is Vincent Maclean?'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-4094748076009344824</id><published>2009-10-31T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:16:11.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A baby girl</title><content type='html'>The plane touched down in Seletar Airport at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin was there to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good afternoon, miss." He greeted.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Ben, hop in. I need a status report." I said as I stepped into the limo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the luggage are loaded into the car, we proceed to head back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;In the car, Ben verbally reported the situation back at the manor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Terrance and Sharon are helping Magdalene with the hotel matters." Ben finished his reporting.&lt;br /&gt;"Can we make a detour to see Magdalene at the hospital?" I asked. Ben nodded and turned around to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdalene is asleep when I got there. She has a back brace and a bandaged left arm. I had talked to her doctor about her condition and understood that she was lucky that the injuries were minor; and she and every staff were covered under insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I left the hospital and proceed back to the manor. Along the way, the chauffeur had stopped at the petrol station for fuel. It was fuel station along the remote highway and we were the only car at the station.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in the car. The engine were off and the windows were up, yet I couldn't help to hear an unmistakable sound of baby crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ben, did you hear that?" I called out to Ben as I wind down the windows.&lt;br /&gt;"What is it, Miss?" He replied.&lt;br /&gt;"No, Ben. Listen." I said. There was a moment of silence between the both of us and I still could hear the voice of a crying baby.&lt;br /&gt;Ben looked at me and shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped out of the car and tried to locate the source of the cries. Leaving the chauffeur to take care of the car, Ben followed me. We walked about 5 minutes away from the station where I spotted a carton box placed near to a rubbish bin and to my horror, there is a baby in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG! My ears are right!" I said as I went to carry the baby out from the box.&lt;br /&gt;"Call the police." I turned to Ben.&amp;nbsp; Ben took out his mobile and dial 999.&lt;br /&gt;In 3 minutes, the police came and at the spot we made our statements about the finding of the baby. &lt;br /&gt;Dr. White was also called in as the baby was running a temperature and Dr. White was the nearest doctor to us.&lt;br /&gt;"We'll take care of the baby from here." The police said.&lt;br /&gt;"No, I found the baby. Let me take care of the baby until you have found her parents." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"I have a doctor at hand with me. She will be in best of care compared to your social services." I added.&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot decide on this." the policemen said. I stopped him.&lt;br /&gt;"OK, let's do this. I will go with you to the police station and we will discuss this matter with your boss." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"The doctor will come with us too." I added. The policemen thought for awhile and agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group of us spent the next few hours in the station talking to the superintendent and processing papers.&lt;br /&gt;At about 6pm in the evening, the chauffeur, Ben, my lawyer, Dr White and Me left the station with the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr White gave her a jab and her fever subsided and the baby fell asleep almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;In the car, I looked at the small little girl and I managed a sniffle.&lt;br /&gt;She reminded me of myself when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;Lost, abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the baby home and let her rest on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documents piled high for me to look through while Magdelene is hospitalised.&lt;br /&gt;It was soon sun down and the baby awoke with cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put down my stuff and picked her up, trying to comfort her but she didn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;"Ben!" I called him on the intercom.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Miss?" He called out, a few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong with her? Why is she crying? " I panicked, still carrying the distressed little baby.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin took the baby in his arms. I was still confused.&lt;br /&gt;He checked her diapers.&lt;br /&gt;"I think she's hungry." Benjamin deduced. The baby is still wailing.&lt;br /&gt;"How did? Wait. Milk, milk! Do we have milk in this house?" I asked, still panicky.&lt;br /&gt;"Miss, Miss. Don't worry. I will get her some milk. Come with me, Miss." Ben said as he carried the wailing baby with me following behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked over quickly to Ben's apartment.&lt;br /&gt;"My daughter-in-law just gave birth. She is breast-feeding her son and I thought it would be best if we could feed this baby natural mother's milk too." He mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;"Brilliant!" I said as he opened the door to his house.&lt;br /&gt;"Megan?" He called out.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, father?" I heard a female voice out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tall, full breast women came out from inside and walked to Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;"Could you nurse this one now?" He asked. She looked confused. I looked on.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Miss," She greeted. I returned her a nod and a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure. Please wait here, father. Miss, do come in with me." She said as she carried the baby girl with her into the room.&lt;br /&gt;"Please sit down, Miss." She said gently as she sat down with the baby and lifted her nursing bra and the baby started to suckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little surprise as she has invited me in to see the process.&lt;br /&gt;"I am over producing milk. Father told me this afternoon over the phone to get me pump some milk out for the baby. I guess I am slower than the baby's hunger." She said, smiling as she maneuvered the baby to a more comfortable position.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Megan. I just gave birth and my mother-in-law is helping me with the confinement." She said.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Megan, and, erm, thanks." I said, a little embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry about the milk. I will pump and get my father-in-law to send it up to your house. I have too much, anyways." She said coolly.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, Megan. I'll pay you a little for that effort. Do tell Ben if you need any nourishment." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised Ben has thought through everything before I did. He is good.&lt;br /&gt;After the baby has been fed, she thought me the ropes on handling a child. I had a crash course on the spot learning all the basic 101 essentials on taking care of a child. It was definitely an eye-opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Megan, I was wondering if you could take care of this baby for a few days while I have to fly to New York for some business matters? I would love if she could travel with me, but she is now still grounded as she has not been registered and she is still tagged with some police issues." I explained, carrying the baby in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, it'll be just another baby. She can stay together to Adam." She said, picking up her baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks Megan." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Does this child have a name?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No, not yet." I replied. She nodded. We chatted for awhile about babies when Benjamin came in.&lt;br /&gt;"Dinner, ladies." He said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-4094748076009344824?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/4094748076009344824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=4094748076009344824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/4094748076009344824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/4094748076009344824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-girl.html' title='A baby girl'/><author><name>Pingerrain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02399430929740219430'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-239298088754420989</id><published>2009-10-29T01:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:08:10.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an ordinary Sunday.. Or not?</title><content type='html'>"Qiuru?", Kunda said on the other end.&lt;br /&gt;"What's up?", I said and shifted uncomfortably away from Gareth. Gareth looked at me in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"I just wanted to let you know that we will be dropping by the week after on Friday. Our manager has already informed the Manor when we will dropping by.", Kund explained.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, ok.", I said and sat up, pulling the sheets up. Gareth shifted in bed and put his arm around me.&lt;br /&gt;"Just wanted to tell you. Hope you are doing ok. I'll see you soon? I've missed you.", he said. My heart skipped a beat, but the moment I felt Gareth's touch, as he gently stroked my arm up and down, it died away immediatly.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, I'll see you soon.", I said. We said our goodbyes and hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who was that?", Gareth asked, curious.&lt;br /&gt;"Ex boyfriend. His band will be dropping the Manor week after next on Friday. They are dropping by for a promotion in Singapore and a short rest.", I explained and suggled in again.&lt;br /&gt;"I see.", Gareth said quietly, as if thinking about something.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you thinking?", I asked him, looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing chérie. Come on, let's get dressed. Your Grandmother is waiting to have breakfast with you.", he said as he got out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't you say sooner? I can't have her starving!", I exclaimed and quickly got out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;"Now this is a sight to behold.", Gareth said grinning, looking at me as I stood naked by the bed. I took a pillow and threw it at Gareth. He only laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After washing up, we rushed down to the dining room. There was no one in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Robert?", I called out.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Lady Autumn?", he said from behind me. I squealed in surprise and jumped in Gareth's arms. Robert winked at Gareth, who winked in return. I opened my mouth in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"The Duchess is in the drawning with the Duke. Your parents are back from Germany with them.", he said. My stomach growled.&lt;br /&gt;"I will have breakfast served in the drawing room.", Robert said.&lt;br /&gt;"And..", I began and held up my finger.&lt;br /&gt;"Your coffee, AFTER you finish your breakfast.", Robert added. Gareth snickered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We joined the family in the drawing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah!! There you two are! What took you so long Autumn?", Grandmama asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I ah.. He.. We...", I stammered.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn sleeps like a log, it as so hard to wake her up.", Gareth butted in.&lt;br /&gt;"You can say that again. I remembered when I tried to wake her up at the Manor, it took me an hour and she finaly stirred. Only stirred, and grumbled for me to leave her alone.", Mum said with a laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Mum in surprise. This was a side of her I've never seen. I smiled inwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth guided me over to the family. Robert entered with breakfast. Gareth and I settled in the garden patio. I took a breath of fresh air and looked at Gareth. Gareth had been watching me the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?", I asked him. He grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing, just watching you.", he said as he poured a cup of tea, added 2 sugars, stirred and handed it to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you.", I said and took a sip.&lt;br /&gt;"So! What do you want to today? Which reminds me, we need to get you fitted for the photoshoot. Then there's the bridal show in New York.", Gareth and pulled out his Blackberry. I smiled to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why not we just take it easy today? Catch a movie, go kareoke, go for a long drive in the countryside.", I suggested and started on the toast. Gareth looked up at me from his Blackberry. "Do you really mean it?", he asked. I looked at him, chewing and nodded. He only laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"If that is what my chérie wants.", he said and put his Blackberry on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to my room and caught 2 movies, then sang our hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should listen to this song!!", I exclaimed and pulled out my Ipod and plugged it to the Idock. I browsed my playlist and pressed play.&lt;br /&gt;"This was big back home for awhile. This korean girl band made it huge.", I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song Nobody by Wondergirls started. Gareth was scratching his head. And I started dancing, and he arched a brow at me. I was singing at the top of my voice and dancing. Gareth sat on the bed and laughed out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was funny!!", he said in between laughter.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, then how about this?", I asked and browsed my iPod for Square Rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth was rolling on the bed and laughing so hard. I looked at him and laughed along. Then the next song came up, I Live My Life For You by Firehouse. I started humming and climbed into bed and got comfortable. Gareth sang along with me. I smiled and him, and he reached out to push my hair out of my face and leaned in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie...", he whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lips touched gently, and I felt Gareth's hand cup the side of my neck to pull me closer when his mobile phone rang. It was that ridiculous ringtone of his. We parted and he reached for his mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nic!! I could kill you!!", Gareth exclaimed when he answered the phone. I looked at Gareth in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Polo practice?", Gareth asked in shock. He looked at me and went 'Oh' silently.&lt;br /&gt;"I kind of forgot about that.", he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Fine fine... I'll head down now.", Gareth said and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I forgot about the polo practice today. There's going to be a charity game in two weeks.", Gareth explained and sighed. I looked at him in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong?", I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"You won't be around to watch.", he said softly. I snorted.&lt;br /&gt;"Why not I go watch you practice?", I suggested. Gareth lit up immediately.&lt;br /&gt;"Really?", he confirmed. I nodded and said, "Why not? I've never seen you play Polo before."&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you.", he said and placed a chaste kiss on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long, we were on our way. We had to drop by Gareth's place to pick up his gear. I waited in his car as we noticed a passer-by with a camera. When we reached the practice place, and we were unloading Gareth's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alastair!!", I heard someone shout for Gareth. I turned to look and saw a fuming Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;"How could you have forgotten?!", he raised his voice at Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"Relax bud, I'm here already.", Gareth said with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone is waiting for you!", Nicholas continued, obviously irritated.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Nic.", I said and waved at him. He ignored me. I frowned.&lt;br /&gt;"Alastair, get into your gear, get your horse and meet us in the field.", Nicholas said and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's the deal with Nic? Very touchy..", I asked Gareth as he changed in the car.&lt;br /&gt;"He's like that when something does not go his way. It's probably to do with Priscilla. He takes everything very seriously. Just ignore him, he'll grow out of it after awhile. Ok, I've got to go, before Nic gets into his temper again. See those benches there? Just make yourself comfortable and watch us practice.", he said and pointed to a direction. I nodded and grabbed my stuff and went towards the benches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got comfortable on the benches and watched the team from a distance. Gareth saddled his horse and rode to join the others. I watched at they skillfully manuever in and around, passing and practicing their strokes. I took out my laptop and turned it on. It was then I felt someone come up from behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My my.. Who do we have here?", a voice behind me asked silkily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-239298088754420989?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/239298088754420989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=239298088754420989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/239298088754420989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/239298088754420989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-ordinary-sunday.html' title='Just an ordinary Sunday.. Or not?'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-5643806666627518383</id><published>2009-10-28T16:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:34:54.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings need to be made clear</title><content type='html'>I woke up suddenly. I turned to look at the time on my mobile, it was 7am. I stretched and snuggled back in bed for the extra 10 minutes. I soon fell asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Gareth looked at his watch as he drove, it was almost 8.30am on a Sunday morning. He wondered if Autumn was awake yet. He had gotten a surprise phonecall from Priscilla earlier this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Gareth?", Priscilla said on the other end.&lt;br /&gt;"Mmm... Hel...lo....", Gareth answered sleepily.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so sorry to call you at such an hour.", Priscilla apologised.&lt;br /&gt;"Priscilla? What's wrong?", Gareth asked as he sat up.&lt;br /&gt;"I had to go back to Singapore on a very last minute basis and I've not a chance to tell Autumn about it. She'll find out when she gets up, so can you look after her for me? I'll try to finish my business quickly in Singapore and I'll join you guys in New York.", she explained.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I can do that.", Gareth said sleepily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth drove into the round about of the Ridges Chateau, parked his car and walked up the steps.&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning Viscount.", the Duchess greeted him.&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning Duchess.", Gareth greeted and looked around the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;"She's still in bed, if you are wondering where she is.", the Duchess said to him with a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;"May I?", Gareth asked as he pointed up the stairways.&lt;br /&gt;"Go ahead. Then get her to join us for breakfast.", she said and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you.", he said and went up the stairway, taking two steps at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth opened the door to Autumn's bedroom slowly and peeked in. Her room was a mess, Gareth grinned to himself. He had to teach her to keep her room neat. Her luggages were opened on the carpet floor, clothes hung haphazardly on the couch and chairs. The workdesk was cluttered with her work. Gareth stepped in, closed the door behind him, locked it and smiled to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned his attention to the 4 poster bed and the bump in the middle of it. Gareth walked up to the bed silently. He stood by the bed and watched Autumn sleep. She was curled up in a ball, sleeping on her side, hugging a pillow. Gareth smiled as he slipped off his shoes. He crawled into bed, got under the blanket and spooned her.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt someone hold me from behind. I sighed and shifted closer recognising the familar scent of his cologne.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire? What are you in my bed?", I asked sleepily, without opening my eyes. Gareth only snuggled closer.&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning chérie.", Gareth greeted as he sniffed my hair and nuzzled his nose to my neck, inhaling my scent.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire...", I sighed softly as he hands gently ran up my thigh. I could feel smile against my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth licked my earlobe and gently suckled it.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah...", I moaned softly.&lt;br /&gt;I rolled onto my back and looked up at him. Gareth bend forward and kissed me. Passionate and hungry. I wrapped my arms around his neck and urged him on. Gareth's hand roamed my body. We parted and he trailed kisses down my neck. He got up and lifted my top off me. He cupped both my breasts and began to massage them, as he bend down to kiss me again. I moaned under his kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reached down and slipped my shorts off with my underwear. I reached up and pulled his polo tee off him and let my hands roam his broad shoulders and taut torso and back. I undid his belt and bermudas. He held my hands. I looked up at him in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie?", Gareth looked at me, his eyes bright.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth? What's wrong?", I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure?", he asked softly.&lt;br /&gt;"About?"&lt;br /&gt;"This.", he said.&lt;br /&gt;I said nothing and pulled him down and kissed him hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we were hot and breathless. Gareth nudged my thighs apart with his knees, as he slipped the condom on. He leaned forward and lowered himself. The tip of his arousal probed at the entrance of my womanhood.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie..", Gareth sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth... Please..", I pleaded, lifting my hips upwards, urging him to enter me.&lt;br /&gt;Gareth grabbed my hips and kissed me hard on my lips and entered me with one swift thrust. I cried out in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my....", Gareth growled low as he withdrew.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth...", I groaned in pleasure feeling him thrust into me.&lt;br /&gt;"Chérie...", he moaned in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;I held him closer and felt him deeper in me. We moved in rhythem.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth.. I'm..", I whimpered.&lt;br /&gt;"Let it come.", he whispered. I grabbed his hips, urging him to move harder and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth!!", I cried as I climaxed. Gareth thrust even harder and deeper, and climaxed. I could still feel him within me. Gareth relaxed, propped himself in his elbows and looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;"Autumn chérie..", he said gently and kissed me. I reached up and placed my hands on his cheeks as we shared another kiss. Gareth slipped out, went to the bathroom to wash up and returned to snuggle in with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was fantastic.", Gareth said lazily and held me closer. I smiled against his chest.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing here St Claire?", I said as I looked up at him. He smiled as he looked at the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;"It's Sunday and I've got nothing on. I thought I come back to spend some time with you.", he said as he lazily trailed his finger up and down my arm.&lt;br /&gt;"Priscilla called me early this morning, said she needed to head back to Singapore for something, and told me to look after you.", he added. I looked up in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"She what?", I asked in shocked and sat up and reached over for my phone. Gareth grabbed my hand.&lt;br /&gt;"She has everything under control.", Gareth said and grinned. I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"Relax chérie. It's Sunday.", he said and grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"You are impossible St Claire.", I said with a smile and snuggled back in beside him.&lt;br /&gt;"Much better. It's like you belong right beside me.", he said softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire, I think I need to make this clear to you first before we move onto other things.", I said softly and tried to sit up. Gareth held me down.&lt;br /&gt;"You can tell me from where you are.", he said and grinned.&lt;br /&gt;"St Claire, I need you to know that I'm ready to be in a relationship right now. I like being with you, I enjoy your company, but I'm not sure if my heart is ready to love again. To be very blunt, what we have now is only physical.", I said. I felt Gareth loosen his grip on.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know how much Pris has told you about Allen.", I added.&lt;br /&gt;"Not the full details.", he said softly, his smile gone. His green eyes turned a deeper shade of green.&lt;br /&gt;"Nic has told me everything about you and Justina, and I think I should tell you about what happened between me and Allen. If you want to know that is.", I said softly and shifted away from Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me.", he said and tighten his grip on me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began from the very beginning, from how I met Allen, how our relationship progressed from lovey dovey to a violent one. Gareth frowned and listen quietly, never interupting me once. I could see the fury in his eyes, when I mentioned how Allen would hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was not until 2 years back when I was out for an appointment with a client, and he found me when I was at the carpark. I.... I tried to run, he grabbed my hair, and pushed my on the ground and kicked me. He...", I stammered, closing my eyes at the memory. Gareth hugged me tight.&lt;br /&gt;"I ran... I ran like I never ran before to get away from him. He chased, I ran back into the cafe, the manager held him back and called the police. They arrested him and I... I...", I began to cry.&lt;br /&gt;"They finally put him away for good. But I get nightmares every night. I'm so afraid that he'll get out and come back to look for me.", I said in between sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shh... He will never get to you. I'll be here right your side, protecting you.", Gareth said softly and held me closer. I cried.&lt;br /&gt;"I... He...", I stammered. Gareth only held me close and stroked my hair.&lt;br /&gt;"No, please don't cry. It hurts me to see you cry over someone not worth shedding your tears for.", Gareth said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"Gareth.. I'm sorry.. I'm not for you. I'm not good enough for you.", I said, hiccupping.&lt;br /&gt;"No, please don't say that.", he pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;"I.. ", I began, but Gareth placed his lips on mine and kissed me gently. We parted.&lt;br /&gt;"No. I think that we will do fine together.", Gareth softly and kissed me again.&lt;br /&gt;"But..." I began, he only place his fingers on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;"Say no more. So what if our engagement now is just physical? You will come to love me in time. For now, let me make love to you again. This time I want every part of you, body and soul to remember me. ", he said and smiled. I looked up at him in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kissed me, gently and taking his time. We made love again, but it was slower this time. We took our time to explore and taste each other. When he finally entered me, it felt like it was meant to be. Like we were meant for each other. We snuggled after being stated, Gareth held me close. We said nothing, just enjoying each other's presence and touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mobile suddenly rang, and I reached out for it. I looked at the callerID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Kunda.", I answered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977186612649316066-5643806666627518383?l=reisrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/feeds/5643806666627518383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3977186612649316066&amp;postID=5643806666627518383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5643806666627518383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977186612649316066/posts/default/5643806666627518383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reisrain.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheres-pris.html' title='Somethings need to be made clear'/><author><name>Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08280511493879606621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17127144193526339413'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977186612649316066.post-836397396284058190</id><published>2009-10-27T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:39:47.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushing back to 1 Ridges</title><content type='html'>When I was almost done with my noodles, Nicholas called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm home." He said. Then I just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Nic, why haven't I been to your house?" I asked. Nicholas has an small house in London for himself as he prefers to stay in his own place that the castle in France. He did that was also so he could be near me yet he could also use the house as a place for his meetings and functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now to think about it, I only brought you to my Versailles!" He laughed. I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"I would love to see your house..." I said, leaving the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to see it now?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Now?" I replied, confused.&lt;br /&gt;"Video conferencing..." He said and I turned on the video camera on my phone to start conferencing.&lt;br /&gt;"Here you go..." He said, showing off his house. The doorway, a simple guest hall, the meeting room, the office.&lt;br /&gt;"Where's the kitchen?" I asked. He came into view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued walking towards my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ground level is where all the official business takes place." He said as he walked up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Then it came to a landing where he would open a second door and into another guest hall.&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to my house." He said, showing off the guest hall, living area, dining hall, kitchen, then the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I love the swimming pool view." I said as he showed me the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;"And finally my study area and my bedroom." He said, opening another door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make myself comfortable on my couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bedroom is simple. All white, and a four poster bed facing the window which opens out to a balcony that faces a lake.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow..." I said in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"Can I go to your house some time? I would love to sit on this balcony." I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, anytime!" He came into view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incoming phone call. It's Benjamin from the manor.&lt;br /&gt;"Uh!" I whined.&lt;br /&gt;"Nicholas, I gotta go. Duty calls~" I said and gave him a flying kiss.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't stay up too late, Baby!" he replied and gave me a flying kiss too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I switched the calls and picked up.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Ben?" I answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Missy, um, I don't mean to disturb you, but we have a serious situation here. Magdalene is has just been rushed to the hospital." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"There is a stampede at the gates. The fans of the Korean F4 star Kim Bun has trampled Mag and she has fractured some bones." Ben said coolly.&lt;br /&gt;"What!!" I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did the fans know of his schedule? It was supposed to be a private trip!&lt;br /&gt;"Where is Terrence and Sharon?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Sharon has accompanied Magdalene to the hospital and Terrence has called managed to control the crowds. The rangers and guards have stepped up on their security around the premises." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be coming home. But even if I rush the fastest, I would reach would still be tomorrow noon." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Terrence told me not to bother you, they have enough staff to handle this, but I thought you should know." Ben said.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, Ben. You are doing the right thing. I'll see you tomorrow." I ended the conversation and started packing my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Robert!" I called on the intercom.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, missy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Fuel up and prepare the jet, I need to head back Singapore right away." I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, miss." He replied and I ended the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert and the housemaids took my bags to the car.&lt;br /&gt;I silently turned Autumn's room door opened. She was already fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my watch. It was almost midnight.&lt;br /&gt;I silently clicked the door closed and head downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was in her robes and standing there.&lt;br /&gt;I silently walked passed her, but she caught my arm and swung me around.&lt;br /&gt;"Mon précieux, I'm sorry." She said softly. She looked at me and run her hand down my face. A tear roll down her face. I never see mum cried.&lt;br /&gt;"I just want you to be happy." She said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; happy, mama." I replied and gave mum a hug. I could tell she is just anxious about me and Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mum, I am happy, I really am. I love Nicholas and he loves me, I have you and dad and grandmama and grandpapa. Is just that, I am grown up now. I know you didn't have a chance to watch me grow." I said, she in her arms.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll try to spend more time with you, alright?" I said, releasing my hug. She tried to smile. I use my fingers to dry her tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came through the door.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah... dear, you are here."&amp;nbsp; Dad walked over.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong?" Dad asked. Mum just shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;"Mama is just concern about me." I replied. Dad let out a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;"Your mama is going through menopause. She is just over-emotional." He said, putting his hand around her waist. Mama lightly slapped Dad's chest. She was embarassed. I smiled cheekily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bye, mama, I will be back on Friday." I replied, giving mum and dad a kiss on their cheeks, then gave both of them a hug.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't cry alright. mum? You'll never loose me again. In fact, you have me and Autumn. That makes 2 of us." I said, comforting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Missy, the car is ready." Robert announced. I nodded to him then gave mum and dad another hug before walking towards the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the car drove off, I wave to mum and dad through the window.&lt;br /&gt;It was another side of mum I am starting to see. Her softie side. I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I need to inform another person as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Andre," I picked up the intercom in the car to the driver.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Miss?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Can you please make a detour to Prince Nichola's house?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Miss." He replied and he made a u-turn at the traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His house was a surprising 20mins drive away.&lt;br /&gt;The guards permitted our limo in and Nicholas was informed by the guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pris?" He said, walking out to the porch as he saw me stepping out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;"Andre, I just take a minute." I informed the driver. He nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked up to Nicholas gave him a hug. He return my hug as he held me tightly.&lt;br /&gt;"I need to rush back to Singapore now, but I want to see you." I said, still hugging him tightly.&lt;br /&gt;"Now? You are leaving now?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," I released my hug.&lt;br /&gt;"My hotel manager is in the hospital and I needed to go see her." I said. He looked at me and nodded in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;"Do what you need to do." He said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll see you in New York then?" He said, a little dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry." I said, feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry. There will be quite more times like this in the future." He replied. I nodded in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;"Travel safe, alright?" He said as he planted a kiss on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;"Call me when you reach the manor." He said as he gave me another hug before releasing me.&lt;br /&gt;"I will." I replied and we shared a tender kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped into the limo and he waved me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the limo and looked at the ring on my finger. Christmas in Paris...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the other hand, Nicholas stood at the porch as he waved Pris goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;He returned to his room and glanced at the balcony he had half decorated with white roses for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas reached out from his pocket and took out a royal blue velvet box. 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