I can say right now, today, that I've never felt more closer to my mother then hearing all about her life before she had me, from aunt Marisa.
The way her eyes lit up as she lost herself to memory, gave away how much she loved and missed my mom. I could sense that she still wore that sense of guilt for not being there for her big sister, but I assured her that my mom was proud of her and that, she never held any grudges.
Our afternoon was filled with tears, laughter and a trail down memory lane with the help of relaxation, we felt at the spa .
Keith had not been kidding when he said we would have our own privacy with a team attending to us. The minute we stepped in, we were treated like royalty and at one point, one lady came forward, asking for my autograph. Crazy, I know.
For some reason people were eager for Keith's and I's wedding, the lady who asked for my autograph asked if we would showcase it live on TV and I had to disappoint her and say no. I wasn't sure either, if maybe Keith would have wanted but I know I'd had to have a lot of convincing as to why, share my moment with the whole world, when I just wanted intimate.
My aunt Marisa thought it was a good idea, because right after, the world believed they had right to get an eyeful on our lives. What I knew was that, with Keith and I, we had faced the toughest of situations and right after the wedding, some were to come. I just didn't think anything could be far worse then being locked up in a fridge for God knows how long.
I'd survived it all and I'm still standing.
All too soon, aunt Marisa had to leave because she had an appointment with the doctor. Her God son, who was just 7 Years old, had been very much sick and Marisa volunteered to take him to the hospital. I understood completely and promised to make time to meet her friends and her fiance.

So right now, I had made it to James's apartment, since he told me that we'd do everything there. He had one of his designer friends from Milan, to fly down here and help me.
Because of what happened at the ice cream place, he literally came down to fetch me from my car, taking me to his apartment. I thought it was sweet and mentioned this to him. Gosh I regretted it immediately because he got a big head about it.

He even bought me the same cookies and cream flavoured ice cream, we were supposed to have that night, more like last night. He said we'd have a start over of our night, only this time with a job at hand.
Many suits hung loud and proud, demanding you to look.
At first I felt overwhelmed with so many in sight, they were beautifully made and they felt right to be worn by Keith, but I only had to choose one. The one that spoke to me.
" There's too many." I say out loud, blinking and trying to make out a difference in each.
" Don't collapse on me lil' sis." James says, ruffling my hair and earning a playful glare from me.
" Do you need a moment?" Eduardo, James's friend asks, and I nod.
The two men leave me with the many suits and tuxedos that hang in the clothing rail. This felt more stressful then dress shopping, but I had no intention to stop or quit anytime soon.
I rise up to my feet and walk over to the suits, admiring each as I passed to the next, the minute I was standing in front of one light grey one and the other which had shades of black, my cell rang. Checking the caller ID, a smile takes over my face when I see it's Keith calling.
" Keith." I breathe out through a smile.
" Hey baby, are you busy?" He asks as I graze the tip of my fingers along the grey one.
" Not really why?"
" I miss you already." I chuckle at that.
" I miss you too."
" Well can I come join you?"
" No, I'm picking out your suit, so you can't! " I say, eyes wide in humour.
" Oh what did you pick out?" He perks up.
" You'll just have to see for yourself when you try it out." I tell him, my eyes lingering on the black one.
I can't seem to look away.
" When will that be?" Ooh so impatient.
" When I pick it, Keith, you're distracting me." I say, looking around.
" Good, then you'll have a reason to miss me more and come home now, so we can cuddle and I give you all the kisses I want."
I blush so hard at the thought." Sorry to disappoint you but I'll be back late." I tease him, trying to get a reaction out of him.
" What no, I'm coming over to fetch you."
" Haha...no, don't you dare. Besides how will you find me - I never told you where I am."
" I'll always find you." He declares, causing my heart to skip a beat as silence takes over.
My eyes trail up and down on the suit I hadn't been able to move away from. My heart skips another beat when I start envisioning Keith in it, and that's when I know it.
That this suit in hand is the one.
" Keith." I breathe out, excited.
" What is it baby?"
" I've found it, I've found the perfect suit for you, gosh you're gonna be a dream," I murmur the last part in awe.
I hear a sigh come from the other line." Keith, is everything okay?" I ask concerned.
" I feel bad."
" Why?"
" Because I rushed things and you wouldn't be pressured, you would have had your dress made and - ."
" I don't care anymore, I just want us to get married." I reassure him.
" Okay baby. I'll make it up to you, I promise."
" Keith."
" No argument. Shoot baby I need to go and attend to something." He says in a rush.
" Um okay, well I'll get back to this."
" Love you angel."
" Love you." He hangs up and I switch off my phone, looking back at the suit.
" You two are so sweet." I jerk around to face James and his friend.
" Listening in on private conversations now, you're very bad James."
" It's hard not to, especially when I get to hear and see another side of Keith Salvatore."
I roll my eyes at him.
" Did you find it?" Eduardo asks.
" Yes I have." I say, holding it out.
" Ooh you've got good taste, so when can we start with the fitting, time is really not on our side."
" Blame it on him, rushing things." James comments.
" He has his own reasons," I defend him.
" Oh we know one of those reasons." James adds, making Eduardo snicker while I blush so hard.
"You're annoying." I mumble, walking off to place my phone in my bag.
"But you love me."
" Unfortunately." I roll my eyes at him, trying to suppress a grin.
" Ouch, that hurts lil' sis." He pretends to be hurt, dramatically placing his hand against his chest, like I've wounded him.
He can be so dramatic at times.
Taking a seat on the long white couch, I give Keith's suit another glance, satisfied that one thing is done, he just needs to fit in it now. Next was to find a wedding planner and it's crazy how today, in my emails, I've received so many offers from different people, wanting to plan my wedding. It's like the whole world knows that Keith and I are getting married.
I haven't answered anyone because I still need to check them out. I guess I have a long night ahead of me.
Right after clearing up further details, Eduardo leaves for another meeting, leaving James and I to really catch up, since we were disturbed by the paparazzi that last time.
" So tell me your plan for the wedding night." His eyes swim with mischief.
Darn it, I think I might have made a mistake by staying.
******
Returning home with a sigh, I make my way inside, only to be welcomed by silence.
"Hello?" I call out, taking off my shoes.
" I'm home!" No answer.
That's weird. No one is answering and I'm not used to the silence anymore.
" Keith?!"
" Out here!" He responds, calling from outside.
I sigh out in relief, he's here.
Placing my bag on a nearby table and shoes on the floor, I head out of the opened sliding door, making my way outside to the pool area. Before I can do anything or say anything, I notice movement in the pool.
Oh he's having a night swim.
Then where's everyone else?
I lose my trail of thought when it happens, Keith Salvatore graces me with his presence, coming out of the pool.
As if in slow motion he moves, his muscles stretching and tightening as his upper body comes out first, his hair all wet. My mouth goes dry, my heart stops for a second and I feel a little light headed when he fully comes out, his black and gold bathing suit hanging low as he fixes it.
Oh my gosh, I think I just died and came back to life, at the sight of my husband.
He is beyond perfection with an eight pack, his tanned skin actually glowing under the lights and him approaching me, with his gorgeous blue eyes and his lips twitching into a smirk.
" Welcome home wife." He pushes his hair back, water dripping down his tanned and well sculpted body.
" Hi." I whisper, blinking a few times, being distracted by his closeness.
" Is it just you and I?"
" Just you and I." He confirms, nodding.
Oh so that's why it was so quiet.
"Join me," he says just above a whisper.
" Huh?" I blink again.
" Baby you're not listening."
" I am." I nod my head.
He snickers." Okay then, what did I say?"
" You asked me to join you, wait....join you? - I um, am not in the right clothing for swimming." I say, looking myself over.
" I've got something for you in the room."
I frown a bit. "Um okay, I'll be right back." I tell him, turning around and walking off.
I feel his eyes on me the entire time, until I disappear out of view.
Making it into my room and placing my bag and shoes down, I quickly notice a small shopping bag on the bed.
He bought me something.
Reaching the bed, I flip the bag around, throwing out the contents. A red material lands on the covers, perking my interest. I place the now empty bag on the side before taking the material, holding it up to discover that it's a red swimsuit, it's got that BayWatch vibe to it.
The thought of Keith seeing me in this makes me gulp in a bubble of nerves. This would be the first time he sees me in something so revealing, apart from the one time I had fainted in my towel, no, that moment doesn't count.
This, Lord, this moment is different, he's about to see a more revealed part of me, more skin is shown and I'm nervous, wondering about what he'd think.
I mean he's the one who bought it for me, I just hope I do justice to it and don't disappoint him.
It's just a night swim with my husband. I nod, encouraging myself to do it.
I start undressing, glancing every now and then to the suit. After putting it on, I look myself over in the mirror and woah, I look nothing like I imagined.
I look good and this encourages me to go out and meet Keith. Every step I take is of uncontrollable nerves but I still make it outside, now looking out for Keith, who's surprisingly not in sight.
" Keith? "
No answer.
Where did he disappear to?
Intending on calling him again, I stop when I hear a low groan behind me.
He's right behind me.
I turn around slowly to face him, his expression having turned to a heated gaze, trailing up and down my body.
" Shit. I think I made a mistake."