"I can't believe you're going to be my wife. I'm a lucky man."
I smiled faintly, wondering if he would still think so if he knew what I had done months earlier with my ex.
Not so lucky now huh?
I was going to hell, that was for damn sure. I noticed Julian gazing at me, clearly waiting for me to answer him.
His handsome face broke into a smile as he tugged me into his arms.
"Babe, what's wrong? Is it the wedding?"
His brow furrowed with concern as I tried not to worry him further, instead kissing his lips softly.
"I'm alright, it's just a stressful time. Shall we have some wine?"
I smiled as I turned to the kitchen, pulling out a chilled bottle of Australian goodness. The tv turned on in the distance and the familiarity comforted me. My mother had organised my final dress fitting this weekend, yet I couldn't help but remember his words.
'Don't marry him.'
I had made a decision.
I took a deep slug of my wine, realising my hand was shaking. I'd met Julian through an agency whilst looking for work, and one thing had led to another. He was funny and charming, not to mention gorgeous.
But he didn't ignite the fire in my belly that Evan had.
I needed to forget about Evan.
I clutched the glasses, forcing a smile on my face as I joined him on the sofa. His arm slid easily around me and I snuggled against him as I continued to gulp my wine. His hands began stroke my arm, and I tried to focus on what was on the screen. It was some crime programme that only caused my anxiety to rocket through the ceiling, so I found my mind drifting again.
'God, I've missed you.'
"I can't wait to call you Mrs Seymour," he murmured into my hair, dragging me back to reality with a guilty bump.
"Me too," I agreed, draining my wine quickly. Julian had barely touched his as I moved to refill mine. Julian stopped me, standing up to get it for me as I smiled gratefully. He winked at me, gazing at me long enough so that I knew he was horny. I got the message, loud and clear.
Less than two hours later he was on top of me, his breath hot on my neck as he pounded away above me. I made the right noises, and in the end, he flipped me over and I satisfied myself, timing it perfectly with his orgasm.
"Fuck Jain," he groaned, lying beside me as we caught our breath. "Don't forget that pill."
I let out a laugh, shaking my head as I headed towards the loo. I didn't want to get pregnant, hell no. I was barely twenty three. I decided to brush my teeth, taking my time so that when I walked back into our room he would probably be asleep. I took my pill, and walked back into the now dark bedroom. Julian's soft snores greeted me and I sighed, climbing into bed beside him. His arm wrapped around me, pulling me close to him as I allowed myself to finally relax.
His rhythmic breathing relaxed me, and I finally drifted off to sleep, with those green eyes haunting my dreams as they always did when I thought of him.
The next morning Julian was incredibly energetic, and round two was much better than the previous night. I was almost late for work, but it was worth it.
"I find out today, babe," Julian reminded me, sipping his coffee as he stared out of the window and onto the street.
"Oh! Is it today? Ok, well call me. If I'm busy-"
"Which you will be," he chuckled, his dark blue eyes twinkling with amusement.
"I'll call you as soon as I'm free. Do you know where it would be yet? The Langley branch isn't far-"
"Darling," he sighed, looking at me with slight irritation. "Its a promotion. It will probably be near a city."
I stared at him glumly, knowing that we had already agreed I could work anywhere, and Julian could make so much more money if he got this promotion.
Which we needed, especially considering how much the wedding was turning out to cost.
"Well good luck, you've got this!" I beamed, pulling him into my arms for a deep kiss. He groaned before pushing me away, telling me he would make us both late if we carried on kissing like that. I hopped upstairs to shower and get ready, as he called goodbye. I knew deep inside there was a possibility my hometown would be one of the possible agencies that needed someone like Julian. He was incredible at his job, and I was proud of him. He worked every hour he could and was constantly on call. Julian's family weren't too far from that town either, so I knew if he got allocated there he would be made up.
I, on the other hand, wouldn't.
Because of Evan.