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SOF: Chapter 79


"Where would you like to get married?" He asks me, while I am still trying to regain my strength. God, who knew sex with Richard Faulkerson could be so good and so exhausting at the same time?

"Hmm..."

"What about Vegas?"

"Mhmmmm..."

"Miss Mendoza, are you really not capable of forming a whole sentence right now?"

"Mhmmm.."

He grins at me, "Pregnancy is really bad for your physical shape."

I hit him lightly, "Shut up. My shape is fine. I am fit."

He look at me, "Mhm..."

"You're so Unfair! I haven't gains anu unnecessary pounds. Yet at least."

He raises an eyebrow at me but doesn't said anything.

"I don't think Vegas would be such a good option. A wedding should be always classy."

"Classy?" he asks me surprised.

"But not pompous. Patricia's wedding with your brother was pompous enough."

He chuckles, "Yeah, I agree with that... Speaking of Patricia, have you told her about the bun in the oven?"

"I prefer little horserace." I correct him grinning. "And no, I haven't. We haven't stayed in contact. I thought she could have at least the weeks alone with her husband. What about you?"

"i gave you my word. I won't tell anyone before the 15 weeks."

I nodd, "Good."

"Good." he echoes me, before his soft lips find mine. "Where do you want it to be?"

I shrug, "Somewhere with a view over the ocean would be nice. The ocean sound is calming.."

He smiles softly at me. It's dreamy smile... A wonderful smile.

"What?"

"I want the same?"

"Good." I say returning his smile. "But not huge. A small wedding."

"Define small."

I shrug, "Your family, my family...Your closest friends, my closest friend... 100 not more."

"You think we can narrow it down so far?"

I shrug, "Maybe I don't want it to be huge. I mean, we could go married with just a bridesmaid and a best man. I wouldn't mind."

"Mhm, I know... I wouldn't mind as well."

"But there's your mom and my mom and Ray and Carlos and....The list goes on."

He sighs.. "I know... Maybe we could do both."

"A wedding for us and a wedding for the rest?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow.

"I mean, why not?"

I bite on my lip. "No, we can't do that. One wedding. One classy wedding for everyone."

"And when?"

"Anytime before I start getting fat please. I may be down to earth, but even I would like to look the best I can on my wedding day."

He grins, "So you're a fashionista after all...."

"Fashionista?"

He shrugs, "You know-"

"I know what a fashionista is. I just..." I'm silent. A comment I did not expect from Richard Faulkerson. Even now, he can still surprise me. Will that ever stop? Hopefully not.

He nods. "So, the wedding should be either in spring or next year summer."

"Next year in Summer?!"

"Darling, you will gain weight. It takes time for you to drop off that weight-even Claude can't perform magic. Some of the supermodels don't really care about their unborn children during the pregnancy-how do you think they drop of the weight? They eat nearly nothing and do a lot of exercise. Which in the end is very unhealthy." he says, putting a strand behind my ear, "I want you to be healthy. As healthy as possible. For you...For...For our child."

"But.....Summ..."

He shrugs, "No, Actually I don't want to wait that long."

I smile before I kiss him softly. "Spring it is."

"But that means it can't be in the States. It will be too cold for a wedding outside."

"Then not in the States."

"What about the Seychelles?"

"The Seychelles?"

He shrugs, "I have a little island there. We could spend our honeymoon on it. The wedding itself would be on Mont Fleuri perhaps."

He owns an island?! Seriously?! Of course he does. I shouldn't be surprised- although he once again amaze me. "Wedding of Richard Christian Grey- Faulkerson and Maine Nicomaine Mendoza on Mont Fleuri..." I say dreamy. "Yeah sounds good."

He returns my smile, "Mont Fleuri it is."

"Wait don't they speak French there?"

He smiles, "Don't worry they speak English as well..."

"Okay..."

"Okay...." he says kissing my lips again.

And then it hits me, "Wait a second, did you choose to talk about our wedding after we had breathtaking sex, so I would say yes to everything?" I ask him with a raised eyebrow.

"You said no to the two weddings." he remarks smiling.

I shake my head, having the same smile on my lips. "You're just too unbelievable sometimes, Mr Faulkerson."

"And soon you'll be my Mrs. Faulkerson."

"Oh like we're not already your's." I say and roll my eyes.

"Are you ready?" I ask him as I park the white Audi R8 in the garage.

His eyes look back at me. He's nervous. I can see it. For the first time actually read his eyes. Will it be the only time? "You just want to drive another round with this car."

I grin. It's true. I absolutely love this car. "I wouldn't mind." I say as I pull the keys out of the starter lock.

"But we should get inside. It's time anyway." He says in a soft voice as he get out of the R8.

I get out as well and lock it. As soon as the orange lights have clicked I throw the keys into Richards hands.

"Keep them." He says, giving them back to me.

I stare confused at him for a second.

He rolls his eyes. "You will get your own car. I'm not giving it to you in this way. I have a history with her.I'm just....I guess, I'll be drinking a lot tonight. And since you are absolutely not allowed to, you should drive back."

I nod, thinking about our little horse race. Then I grin.

"What?"

"Her?" I ask him back, unable to hide the grin. Yeah, this man's all about the relationships with several hers..... I didn't think a car would be one of them.

He rolls his eyes before he hugs me with one, "She's number two on the priority list."

"I really hope I'm number one then, Mr. Faulkerson." I say slowly walk our way to the elevators.

"Well not only, but yeah you're number one. Part of number one."

I raise an eyebrow at him, causing him to roll his eyes once more. "The little horserace."

"You think it's a she?"

He shrugs, "Maybe."

"Mhm....Maybe. Do you want a girl?"

"I want a healthy child."

"So no girl."

"I wouldn't mind spoiling another Faulkerson woman...Big time."

"I'm not a Faulkerson woman yet." I say back.

He stops and look straight into my eyes. The nervousness has disappeared. "Oh but you will be." he whispers before he kisses me softly.

I return his kiss, unable to resist his soft lips and the urge for me than just kissing. He let go, grinning.

I hit him slightly. "I warned you. No kissing tonight, or I'll be over you within a blink of an eye."

He remains his dirty little grin. "I know. I wanted to test you."

This time I roll my eyes, "Haven't you noticed that the past two past weeks I've walking sex machine?! One touch or kiss from you and I'm unstoppable."

"Yet you will have to keep yourself under control- until we're home." he says smiling before we continue walking. "Or we could go home right away-"

"Richard, you can't leave your biological family in that room just because you're just as horny as I am at the moment."

He grins.

"What?"

"You just used my favorite word and activity in one sentence. Extremely sexy, Miss Mendoza."

I return his smile, "I prefer future Mrs. Faulkerson, please."

"Oh of course. Mrs. Faulkerson." he says as we walk into the elevator. He push the sixth button.

"Are you nervous? I mean, you'll get to see all of your cousins and aunts and uncles and...." I was about to say grandparents. But William's parents are dead As well as Lily's I assume.

"I am not nervous. I have you. You take my nervousness away somehow." he says in a soft voice to me.

"Do you think they will like you?"

"Usually the girlfriend ask 'do you think they will like me?' and not 'do you think they will like you?'

"They will love me. I told you. I'm just irresistible." I sing with a smile on my lips.

"Can't disagree to that." he says with a dirty smile on his lips.

I feel my body temperature is rising again. I look away, "Richard, I told you that you should stop with that..."

He chuckles.

"Oh, you're enjoying this?!" I nearly snap at him.

"Maybe..."

"Oh you'll see when we're at home..." I say before the elevator doors glide open.



it's almost 7 or 8 months since the last time I update..

i'm really sorry guys..

here's my update hope you like it...



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