Since when did Christopher have a gun on him? I have lifted his shirt before, so how did I not notice it? I found myself speechless at the thought of that.
The doctor wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and said cautiously, “I am looking for the cause of the problem, mister. Given the number of tests we’ve performed, this is a lot of data to go through. From what I can tell, your wife is just a little anemic. Keep in mind that you’re the one requesting for us to run these tests, so it’s not like we’re trying to rip you off or anything! I can have the finance office refund half of the costs if you’re dissatisfied with our services!”
“Really? That’s it?” Both Christopher and I asked in unison.
“Y-Yes… The data on these reports show no signs of any major issues, so you are indeed healthy, ma’am.”
Seeing as the doctor was on the verge of breaking down in tears, I grabbed Christopher and took off before the doctor called the police. Pulling a gun on a doctor over an examination? I bet we’d make the headlines tomorrow for such a bizarre incident!
Christopher and I were both glad to hear that I was all right and that I wasn’t suffering from any terminal illness. I still had a long life ahead of me, which would give me plenty of time to hold his hand and do the stuff we love.
Upon getting into his car, Christopher pinned me down in the back seat, and we had some pretty crazy sex. It all happened so quickly that I didn’t even have the chance to refuse his advances.
Sabrina held a very grand wedding and had an incredibly long list of guests. I woke up at six in the morning and hurriedly dragged Christopher out of bed, much to his annoyance.
With one swift motion, Christopher pulled me back onto the bed and pinned me down as he went back to sleep. “Why are you so worked up about someone else’s wedding?”
“But I promised Sabrina I’d head over earlier and be her bridesmaid! Come on, get up!” I explained while pushing against him, but he refused to get up. With no other options left, I decided to throw the covers off and tickle him instead.
However, he reached out and grabbed me by the wrist before my fingers could even touch him. How he did that with his eyes closed remained a mystery to me.
“You naughty little girl!” He pointed at his cheek and motioned for me to kiss him or he wouldn’t get out of bed. I then kissed him on his forehead, his cheek, his lips, and his chin before pulling at his arm again. “There! You happy now?”
“Hmph, that’s more like it!” Christopher then held his hands out for me to dress him as if he was some sort of king.
It was already past eight when we got into the car. Sabrina called me and threatened to kick my butt if I didn’t show up as promised. Glancing at my white dress and the makeup on my face, I asked Christopher, “How do I look as a bridesmaid? I don’t want to embarrass Sabrina on her big day!”
“You look beautiful, but I think you’re forgetting something here.” Christopher yawned and planted a kiss on my cheek as he continued, “You’re a married woman, and bridesmaids are supposed to be unmarried ladies.”
I let out a cry in shock after a brief pause.
“Christopher and I may not have held a wedding, but we are still a married couple! What should I do if I can’t become your bridesmaid, Sabby?” I asked Sabrina anxiously like a girl suffering from gamophobia.
“So what if you’re married? I don’t mind that at all!” Sabrina was pacing about in the house, asking me from time to time if she looked pretty in that wedding dress of hers. After what seemed like forever, she mustered the courage and asked, “Say, do you think Zachary will suddenly change his mind and decide to not marry me? He hasn’t been answering my calls since yesterday, nor has he called me all day. I gave him a call this morning, but he hung up on me in less than a minute! Has he gotten sick of me before we’re even married?”
“Have you forgotten what you told me on the phone yesterday? You said your family has a tradition of not meeting the person you’re about to marry or it’ll bring bad luck!”
