Aaron's POV

Diana wipes Emily's tears as she hugs her one last time while I put our bags in the trunk of the car, Tyler helping me out with it. I give him a thankful nod before going to Diana and she gives me a small smile but I know it's breaking her heart to see Emily like this.

"Em, we'll be back in no time, and we'll video call you every evening." I tell the little girl that has my heart wrapped around her tiny hand.

She looks up at me as a small tear rolls down her eye and I quickly wipe it away. "Pwomise?" She holds out her pinky and I intertwine it with mine.

"I promise, angel. Now, give your Mom a kiss and me a big hug." I smile at her and she looks at Diana who's holding her in her arms.

Emily wraps herself around Diana's neck and kisses her before hugging her tightly. Diana hug her back just as tightly before moving her to me and I give Emily a tight hug.

"C'mon now, little girl. Say goodbye to them." Shelly takes her from my arms and I give her a small smile.

Emily waves at the two of us and I pull Diana closer to myself. She waves at Emily before getting inside the car. Shelly came to our apartment and Marcel had already insisted that Tyler should drive us to the airport even though we told him that a taxi would be fine, but he didn't listen.

Emily and Shelly will spending the day at our apartment before Tyler drops us off and picks them up to take them to the penthouse where Emily will be staying for the rest of the week.

I look at Diana, my arms around her and she's pouting as tears are filled in her eyes, "I have never been away from her for a week." She says and I kiss her hair.

"I know baby, I am sorry." I tell her.

She looks at me, shaking her head, "It's not your fault." She smiles at me through her tears.

"To the airport, Ms. Rose?" Tyler asks.

"Yes, Tyler." She says and then waves at Emily one last time who waves back at her from Shelly's arms.

This last one month has been crazy. It took me two days to clean out my old apartment and shift things to Diana's apartment — our apartment. The lease was refuted and since I got the apartment due to Connor's help, his friend helped with the processing a lot.

At first, I was a little tense about the whole move because of Emily, but when everything was settled in, I felt like I was home. Since my mattress was still almost new, we shifted that to Diana's bed and threw her old one out.

"Babe, you got the tickets, right?" She asks, drawing my attention and I nod as we almost reach the airport.

"Yes, love."

She's beautiful. God, she's the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on and I can't believe that she's in love with me. I love waking up next to her face every day, although it annoys the shit out of me when she gets out of the bed most of the days before I do because she has to make lunch for Emily, and then she also started packing lunch for both of us which we started having in my office.

Office. I never thought I would say this, but being swamped with digits whole day actually tires me out but when I go to bed with her right next to me, it eases everything out.

For the first week, Emily slept with us, in the middle. I remember the horrified look on Diana's face on the first night when I had just entered my fingers inside of her and the bathroom door creaked. She immediately pulled up her pjs under the comforter while I laughed loudly and she threw a pillow at my face because her face was so red, and it was hilarious.

Apparently, Emily wanted to sleep between us, and I wasn't complaining at all. But Diana was worried, she felt that Emily had developed the habit of sleeping alone after a lot of tantrums and she was afraid that she would have to go through that again. So, after a week, she convinced Emily to go back to her bed, but she still didn't let me touch her in case Emily decided she wanted to come back to bed with us.

But after three days, when Diana was sure that Emily was settled, we made love and I realised that I could never really get enough of her.

"Did you book a hotel?" Diana asks, snapping me out of my thoughts as we reach the airport, and I realise that I am subconsciously pulling our bags from the trunk, while Tyler is putting them on a cart for us.

"Yes, I did. Between our savings, I couldn't manage a five star hotel though." I tell her and she gives me a look.

"I don't want a five star hotel, Aaron." She says.

"I know, but I want to give you the best. It's like our first getaway ever since we moved in together." I tell her.

"Yup, probably the last. Unless Connor and Ella are in the city too, because I feel like Emily would feel better having more familiar faces around her. I can't believe that they left for Hawaii last night." She says and I nod.

We didn't realise that the dates were crashing, but I assured Diana that Emily would be fine with Marcel and Shelly, because they loved that girl just as much as everyone else.

"Thanks Tyler." I offer him my hand as he's done helping us and he shakes it.

"No problem, Mr. McCall."

"Tell your boyfriend I said hello." Diana winks at him and I laugh. She can make someone as professional as Tyler blush.

"Sure." He says before getting back in the car.

"To Chicago?" She looks at me.

"To Chicago, baby." I kiss her forehead.

For the next hour, we get ourselves checked in, and then wait by the lounge for our flight to be announced. I am kind of glad that it's not a morning flight where I am half sleepy, but then night flights just annoy me as much.

When our flight is announced, and I take the handbag from Diana, she keeps holding on to my hand, trying to ease my nerves with the warmth of her body.

I am excited to meet the family that I have, but at the same time, I am terrified. I don't know how they'll react, or if they even know I existed before this — most of all, I don't know if they'll like me or not.

"Babe, they'll love you. Now relax." Diana says, as if reading my thoughts as she puts on her seat belt and I do the same.

It's three hours of flight, during which Diana and I talk, or argue over things like who will be doing the grocery shopping next time, or whether or not she's going to talk to Marcel soon about trying for the job of editor. But after an hour, she sighs and closes her eyes, falling asleep.

She was up last night packing, so I let her as she scoots closer and puts her head on my shoulder, holding my hand in the process. And soon, I doze off as well.

A soft voice wakes me up and I open my eyes to see Diana looking at with sleep laced voice, "We're landing." She whispers and I nod.

I rub my eyes, she kisses my cheek, making me give her a sleepy smile. I love how comfortable she gets each day being affectionate in public. She used to be so hesitant before, but now it's a natural thing when we would be going for lunch and she would hold my hand, or kiss me in public when I bring her coffee. I wasn't complaining at all, I more than love it.

When the flight lands, I take the handbag from her, but she quickly takes it back from when we reach the luggage belt because we have like three bags with us already. She takes one from me while I carry the other two.

"Where's the hotel?" She asks.

"North centre of the city. It got it in that location only, thought it would be convenient." I explain and she nods.

We get ourselves a taxi and I tell him the destination as he puts our bags in the trunk. Diana pulls on a hoodie of her sweatshirt due to the cold and I pull her hands to myself as we get in the taxi, rubbing them between mine as I blow into mine.

"I love winter." She says through chattering teeth and I give her a look.

"You're freezing."

"But you see how fresh and cold the wind is? It's so fucking amazing. Makes me feel kinda alive." She grins and I shake my head at her.

"You're weird."

"Good weird, right?" She smirks and I nod.

"Amazing weird, baby."

She chuckles and pulls out her phone. I see her leaving a text to Shelly and Marcel that we have landed before she looks at me, "You should tell your parents."

I nod and pull out my phone. It put it on roaming data as I dial my mother's number. She picks it up after two rings, "Aaron?" Her voice greets me.

"Hey, Mum. I was just calling to let you know that the flight landed safely, and we're on our way to the hotel." I say, and Diana takes my free hand into hers.

"That's great, honey. Are you nervous?" She asks and I hear clinking of dishes in the background.

"A little." I tell her honestly.

"Don't be, Aaron. They'll love you."

I laugh, "Yeah, that's what Diana has been telling me." I say and my girlfriend looks up at me with curious eyes.

"She's right. Tell her I said hey." She says.

"I will. Good night, Mom."

"Night, Aaron." She says before hanging up.

I turn to Diana after putting my phone in my jacket's pocket, "She says hello to you."

"I wonder why they suddenly like me." She thinks out aloud.

"Because they think I am an adult and they are trusting my choice." I tell her and she gives me a look but nod nonetheless.

"I'm kind of glad your father hasn't held up his word of visiting us yet. He kinda intimidates me." She mumbles and I laugh.

"Who would have thought that someone could make you feel that way."

She shoots me a look, "I'm not scared of him. I just want him to approve of our relationship for your sake."

I avoid the bluntness in her tone, "I know."

I am aware that Diana doesn't have anything to be scared of, but she's intimidated by my father because his personality radiates off that power off of him. Also, because he's a very judgemental man, which I think is due to his business which he has started pestering me to join, but I am really not interested. I am happy with my job, more than happy actually.

"This isn't five star?" Diana says and I roll my eyes.

"Minus one star." I say and she gapes at me.

"I thought we didn't have savings." She retorts as we get out of the taxi and she pulls out money for the cab while the driver pulls out our luggage from the trunk.

Once we are done with the payment and our luggage is with us, we start to make our way in, "I said we didn't have savings for five star." I remind her and she shakes her head at me.

"I hate that you're taking the expense for this trip, Aaron. A local hotel would have been fine." She says and I roll my eyes as we make our way to the reception.

A young male is behind the desk and his eyes immediately shoot to Diana which literally annoys me. By now, I thought I would get used to guys staring at her, but I am not. Every time we are out, she has at least one person who checks her out.

She seems to notice the look on the guy's face because her face turns into that smug look which immediately reminds me of the first time we met or the time I was still getting to know. Her soft gaze turns into a glare as she arches an eyebrow at the guy, as if asking him to look away and he immediately fidgets, making me laugh lightly as Diana stands closer to me.

I am so glad that we're over that phase.

"A corner king room under the name of Aaron McCall." I tell the guy who immediately types it in the system and asks me for an ID proof and I give him my license.

"Is your booking for a week, Sir?" He asks, his eyes hesitant as they flicker to Diana but she's too oblivious to it as she checks out the lobby.

"Yeah." I tell the guy, almost glaring at him as he hands me the keycard.

A bell boy immediately comes behind us, taking the luggage from Diana and I hand him the rest of the bags.

"Have a nice stay." The guy tells us both and I nod at him.

I take Diana's hand in mine as the bell boy leads us to the elevator and presses the button for thirteenth floor. After seconds, when we reach, he leads us to our room and I put in the key card.

When he settles our luggage by the door, I quickly tip him before locking the door and turning to Diana who's taking off her sweatshirt.

"Missed me that much?" I smirk and she shoots me a dirty look.

"No, I am going to take a shower." She says, revealing her full sleeves shirt. She kicks off her long boots by the door and opens one of the cases that I know has her sweats.

"Can I join?" I ask, pouting and she shakes her head.

"I am tired, and I want to have a warm shower."

"And? I'll accompany you in that warm shower." I press, already removing my shoes and sweatshirt, unbuckling my belt and then pulling down my jeans.

"We are not having shower sex." She tells me and I grin.

"Sure, babe. Tell that to a man who hasn't been waiting for you to get over with your period." I say, removing my socks and the rest of the clothes.

Before she can protest, I pick her up, opening the bathroom door. She swats my back and I laugh, "You love this, Diana."

"No, I don't love you in the moment." She groans.

"Babe, then what I am about to do next will definitely make you hate me." I say as I turn on the water and put my hand to check that it's warm.

"Aaron, I can see you in the mirror, and as much as I love how good your ass looks, if you put me under water like this, I am going to spank you." She threatens, which only makes me laugh more.

"You're projecting, love. If you want kinky, all you have to do is ask." I grin before I drop her below the shower and she lets out a shriek when the water meets her body, making me laugh out aloud. "It's not like we haven't tried stuff before." I wink and she glares at me.

"I hate you." She grumbles before tearing off her wet clothes from her body and the sight only makes me hard.

She eyes me, smirking as she pulls me under the shower and the warm water hits my back. Her hands come around my neck as she pulls me closer to herself, slamming her lips against mine, erupting a shiver from my body at the sudden contact.

I pull her naked body closer to myself, which only seems to excite me more as my hand trace her body as our tongues meet, erupting a moan from her just when I tug on her nipple. On of my hands is on her cheek, pushing back her dirty blonde hair as I continue to kiss her.

She removes her hand from my neck as she slowly brings it down my chest and then to the muscles of my abdomen that still aren't defined abs, even though I have been working on it. But she seems to love it despite that as she moves her fingers south and then firmly wraps her hand around my throbbing member.

"Fuck." I groan into the kiss as she starts stroking me, her lips parting from mine as she moves them to my jaw, trailing kisses to my neck.

She nibbles, sucks and continues to lick until I am sure that she has left a mark there, but I am not complaining as I am lost in the movement of her hand and the warmth of her tongue against my skin.

Before I even realise what's she doing, she kisses me longingly before kneeling down and wraps her mouth my hard self in one swift movement, almost making me lose my balance as I moan out loudly, "Diana.." My hands goes into her hair as she blinks up at me before swirling her tongue around, making me close my eyes in the moment of pure euphoria.

"Fuck, baby.." I groan looking at her as she starts moving her lips, taking me in as she doesn't break the eye contact which only seems to push me more to the edge as I feel my end churning inside of me.

Her hands squeeze at my hips as she tries to push me closer and I have to put one of my hands on the side wall in order to not trip from the feeling of pleasure that takes over insanely.

"Baby.." I groan, closing my eyes momentarily as she continues the movement of her lips, her tongue and pushes me so close to the edge.

"Are you close?" She asks, freeing me for a moment and I nod, my thoughts clouded and she smirks, kissing me at the tip before standing up.

"What?" I gape at her, as the pain from being so close to getting a release starts to build in.

"That was for the stunt you pulled." She says, turning towards the shower and I curse under my breath.

Fuck, I should have seen this coming. Of course she was playing me, but fuck, the way her lips and tongue move..

"You cannot be serious." I groan as I try to pull her closer but she shakes her head, ducking her head under the running water with closed eyes, "Diana, it's starting to hurt.. babe, please." I literally beg and she turns around to face with a smug look on her face.

"Say sorry." She teases and my eyes widen.

"For what? Playing with you?"

"Alright then, you don't want to come then." She's starting to turn around when I pull at her elbow and smash her body against me.

"I'm sorry, fuck. Please." I beg and she kisses me, she kisses me so desperately that I feel like she needs this more than I do, which almost makes me laugh but I am too much in the moment.

I turn off the water as I pick her up and back her up against the wall, her legs coming to wrap around my waist before I sink myself inside her, and a moan escapes both of our lips before she connects it again with mine.

"Fuck, Aaron." She moans as the warmth of her wetness wraps around me, almost drawing me to the end but I start moving inside of her, making her break the kiss as she throws her head back in pleasure, giving me access to her neck.

I claim it, I claim her neck as I start nibbling on the skin, continuing to move in and out of her, making her moan like crazy as I leave two marks on her neck before moving right above her breast.

"Aaron, baby.. it's amazing.." she trails off breathless and I know she's close as I reconnect my lips with her.

"Diana.." I groan, meeting my end as I continue to move and moments later, she moans my name, tightening her legs around me as she finishes.

I don't move out of her, as we stay in that moment and she meets my eyes, "I hate you." She says and I cannot help but laugh.

"That was the best shower sex you've had." I remind her and she shakes her head at me with an amusing smile on her face.

"Aaron, you tell me that every time you fuck me in the shower."

I pull out of her reluctantly and she groans at the feeling before unwrapping her legs and standing, but I support her from waist because I am sure she would have tripped otherwise.

I kiss her quickly, "Baby, practice makes a man perfect."

She chuckles, "You're an idiot."

"Your idiot." I grin and she shakes her head at me before turning on the water and handing me shower gel which I know is for me to rub on her and not on myself, because I did that mistake once because I wanted to have fun teasing her and something similar happened except last time — she didn't really comply to let me have sex with her as she did this time. Worst case of blue balls ever.

"I like that mark on your neck." She point to the hickey she left and I smirk.

"I like the marks on your neck." I wiggle my eyebrows and she gasps before getting out of the shower and going to check it in the mirror.

When I hear a string of curses and the shower curtain pulls aside to a very pissed off looking Diana, "Aaron." She grumbles.

"I love you?" I suggest and I can't control my laughter when she just continues to glare at me.