~Paris Aesthetics~ (not my photo)

I'm Blaming the Donuts

Chapter 2

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Unfortunately the energy I received from the crepes wore off when I was halfway through my 8th donut. So I really couldn't blame the crepes anymore. But for my actions next I completely and wholeheartedly blame Mark (and the donuts).

(Yes Mark thank you for your input, and yes I can hear you clearing your throat and snorting at the same time. P.S don't do that its disgusting.)

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"Ah yes." I smiled shoving another donut in my mouth.

I frowned, looking down at the empty detailed plate in front of me. Unfortunately this means I couldn't avoid my problems by eating. I scrunched up my nose annoyed, my eyes already searching for another plate of food I could dip in chocolate. Spotting another plate of donuts I praised the gods above as I started to move towards it.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa darling." the Boman grabbed my arm, preventing me from the donuts. How dare he.

"What?" I asked peering innocently up at him. Those donuts were so close why wasn't I eating those donuts?

He frowned down at me before glancing around when he realised no one was looking he dragged me into a unoccupied room away from the god blessed donuts. I shot a vicious glare at his back, even though he couldn't see me.

"What on earth did you mean you said you were my wife?" The Boman hissed under his breath shooting me a smirk. 

I glanced once more at the donuts on the table before turning back to face him.
This now? When the wedding was about to start!

"Because I may've accidentally perhaps though it was totally accidental snuck in here because I wanted more crepes?" 

I laughed uncomfortably turning my statement into a question. Though I expected something like a slap or a shout or something he laughed. He laughed at me. How dare he. First the donuts and now this? Nope this was too much I have been insulted too much I must flee. I glared at him.

"Some of us you know can't afford more that eight crepes." I sulked scrunching up my nose and glancing at my feet. What was I wearing? I don't remember putting these on. I frowned thinking, hang on maybe I did. Wait did I-. I was snapped out of my thoughts quite literally as the Boman snapped his fingers in front of my face. He was still laughing the nerve! 

"Honey, come on." the Boman laughed, "at least you should know my name first." 

"How about instead of doing that we actually just stand over by the food table and eat?" I asked

"I would love to but..." he tapped his camera. Of course. 

I shrugged moving away to go stand by the food but he grabbed my arm.

"Just between you and I." his breath tingled against my ear as he leaned down, "I sneaked in too."

As you have noticed um this'll be slow updates because i'm swarmed with h/w and i'm writing a real story so yeah and yeah so yeah.

Emma