Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
But then, after Camille, came Lisa. Apparently, she saw me in the papers and followed me secretly, and stumbled upon my discussion with Camille -truth out. If you still don’t remember Lisa, you should recall her as the busybody actress who tried to throw her weight around during my audition in the past.
So yeah, I have reconciled with my old friends – which brings us back to the present: Cecil has returned from Lincolnshire to manage their business since Emily’s busied with Akim’s recovery. Hence, I have her, Camille, Lisa, and Emily – through video chat – with me.
“What do you mean, no? This is your bachelorette party, you should have a Vegas weekend!” Lisa said, sipping on her diet coke.
“Seconded,” Camille raised her hand.
“I don’t think taking Reina to a male strip club is a good idea,” Emily literally winced at the sound of it.
“Thank you for being the reasonable one, Emily” I almost applauded her.
“Reina, unless you prefer to go low-key, I’d say this is technically necessary,” remarked Cecil of all people.
“Well, I don’t really want the low-key concept,” I confessed the truth, this was my only chance of having fun before jumping into the arms of marriage.
“Then girl…”?Camille stood from the couch and held my hands, “You should go all out and celebrate your limited bachelorette days; a night of freedom. Go to a strip club, the trendiest dance club in town, or I can hold a swinging party for you at your home with plenty of loud music, alcoholic drinks, and adult’s stuff,”
“Jesus!” I went red in the face, “I’ll rather go to a strip club than organize a swinging party,” this was outrageous.
“Then, strip club it is,” Lisa concluded.
“No!”?I refused.
“What now?” Cecil groaned, face-palming.
“You don’t know my soon-to-be husband, Niles! He’s extremely jealous and possessive and wouldn’t hear of this strippers party. I can’t even dare to think of what he’d do if he learns this,” I didn’t even dare to imagine it. His face would be as dark as the great Galveston hurricane.
“He wouldn’t know, not if you tell him,” Lisa had a mischievous smirk on her face.
Oh-no, I don’t like where this is going. I have a bad feeling about this.
“You’re not suggesting I lie to Niles?” I pointed to my chest.
“I’m not saying you should lie to him, just omit some part. You’re not a kid anymore, Reina, come on,” Camille coaxed me.
I gulped, what should I do?
Cecil joined in the persuasion, “Also, ‘What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas’ we are not letting out a single detail of what we discussed here. So what should you be afraid of? “
I looked at the laptop, “What do you think Emily?” I asked for her opinion.
She pursed her lips, “It’s your bachelorette party, do whatever makes you happy,”
I thought over it, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, I need to have this one last fun.
“Fine,” I finally gave in.
“Yeah!!!!” They all rejoiced.
“Unbelievable,” my mouth hung open at their cheers and clamorings. I couldn’t help but wonder who should be happier here – I’m the bride, not them!
“But then, we haven’t talked about the location yet,” It crossed Emily’s mind,
“You would have to travel out since Niles would surely discover your rendezvous if you have it here neither can I join you since I’m stuck in Lincolnshire taking care of my son,”
“Oh boy, she’s right,” I realized, “This city literally belongs to the Sparks Group,”
“But not Lincolnshire,” Lisa hinted with her brow raised and a sly smile.
“And Emily can also join us,” It finally fit, “Lincolnshire then,”
“Wahoo!!” they began their rowdy celebration again; jumping up and down the couch, dancing to nonexistent music, and creating unnecessary warcry.
For once I was grateful my kids were out with their father, so they couldn’t see these women behaving like female gorillas in the name of celebration.
As if I jinxed my luck, the doorbell rang and Amanda went to answer the door – they were back.
“Hi Niles,” all of them said and waved in union with a forced fake smile. They had all settled down like proper ladies the moment they heard he was back.
I could tell Niles was taken aback by their synchronized welcome, “Hi ladies,” He looked between all of us,
“You seem to be busy,”
“Yeah, we were just organizing Reina’s bachelorette party and I can assure you that it’s going to be a blast,” Lisa spoke longer than required.
I could see a shadow cross Niles’ face at the mention of “Bachelorette party”. Well, unlike me, Niles was not getting one but rather organized a low-key visit to the Gold Club with his groomsmen, you know, beers and pool kind of fun.
“That’s good,” He said blandly.
“Mommy!” Ailee, Allen, Neon, and Isabella made their appearance and that meant the end of the discussion. The girls all left, leaving me to take care of my family but with a subtle sign to remember what we discussed.
Since it was evening, I had to join Amanda in the kitchen to prepare supper and to avoid seeing Niles. You see, I kind of moved out of Niles’ bedroom to my former room – to his greatest displeasure.
We were about to get married, so I suggested we should stay away from each other and build some anticipation for our wedding night – we’ve eaten the forbidden fruit several times hence no need for formalities.
However, Niles strongly opposed that, he wanted us to share the same room even if he wouldn’t touch me – I knew better than to believe him. Niles and I on a bed with our hands kept to ourselves was a big fallacy – experience is a good teacher. Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me; fool me thrice, shame on both of us.
“So, how’s the arrangement?”
I nearly choked on my food the moment Niles brought up that issue during the meal.