Devotion: The Beauty in Between (Beautiful Series book 4.5) by Lilliana Anderson Page A
Authors: Lilliana Anderson
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As I follow Theo out of the house, I quickly bring up LastMinute.com and find a hotel room in the heart of the city that’s free and book it.
“Come on you two!” Stephanie yells from the window of the enormous limousine that’s parked in our driveway. She’s in there with her husband Gary, Paige and Elliot, and Marcus and Lisa.
“We’re coming!” I call back, sending the hotel information to Theo’s phone so he can meet me there later.
He leans into my ear. “I’m going to be hard all night thinking about you,” he murmurs before taking a hold of my hand and pulling me toward the limo. Every fibre of my being wants to plant my heels into the ground and drag this delicious man of mine back inside to spend all night having my way with him. But knowing that we’ll meet up later will be sweet torture for the both of us.
“Come on! We don’t have any kids for a whole night. We’re d ying to go out,” Paige calls out as we reach the limo and the driver holds the door open for us.
Theo holds my hand to help me keep my balance and my dignity as I slide into the leather interior alongside Lisa and Marcus then say a quick hello to each of our friends. “Well, that explains why you’re so early. You’re escaping the kids,” I grin, wriggling slightly to get comfortable as Theo slides in beside me. He places his arm along the back of the seat beside me and I lean into him, loving the firm warmth of his body in the cool of the air-conditioned cabin.
“You don’t know the half of it,” Stephanie says. “The moment I started to get ready, Amanda lost it. We practically had to run out of there and promise that we were bringing back half of Disneyland.”
“How are you going to manage that?” Theo asks.
Gary chuckles. “We’re hoping she’s forgotten by morning, but if n ot, we’ll figure something out.”
“She’ll never trust you again,” I laugh.
“That reminds me,” Lisa says. “The resort we’re staying at for the wedding has babysitting if you need it for when your kids get too tired at the reception,” she informs Paige and Stephanie.
“Really? That’s great,” Paige replies. “Thanks.”
“We’re leaving Adam at home with my mum and stepdad. But Gracie will probably get too tired to make it through the night,” Elliot adds.
“You should have been an event planner instead of a muso,” I say to Lisa, giving her a little nudge in the side.
“Sorry. It’s probably a bit of the control freak in me left over from my days organising advertising campaigns . I’m not trying to take over.”
“It’s fine. I’m more than happy for your help. If I forget to say it later, you’ve been amazing. Thank you.”
We meet each others gaze for a moment and give each other an understanding smile. We may not be sisters by blood. But we’ve certainly become sisters through friendship. I can’t imagine my world without Lisa in it anymore.
“ Alright you two. Stop having a little moment. Tonight is a party,” Marcus says, handing both Theo and I a glass of champagne. “Now, I think it’s time to make a toast to the happy couple. So raise your glasses.” Everyone does. “To Naomi and Theo, may you live a long and happy life together but tonight, I hope that you both get shitfaced drunk and do very stupid things.”
“Cheers,” everyone choruses on a laugh, clinking our glasses together and sipping at the champagne inside .
Lowering my glass, I take a breath to ask the question that’s been nagging at me all day. “Speaking of getting shitfaced - exactly where are we going tonight?”
Chapter Twelve
“Bad Boys Afloat!?” I say, staring up at the boat in disbelief. “Isn’t that a stripper cruise?”
“Yep,” Stephanie giggles . “Don’t pretend like you don’t want to see it. I know you Naomi Prendergast. You’re going to love the spectacle,” she assures me as she races ahead of everyone and stops to talk to the shirtless guy who’s standing at the
As I follow Theo out of the house, I quickly bring up LastMinute.com and find a hotel room in the heart of the city that’s free and book it.
“Come on you two!” Stephanie yells from the window of the enormous limousine that’s parked in our driveway. She’s in there with her husband Gary, Paige and Elliot, and Marcus and Lisa.
“We’re coming!” I call back, sending the hotel information to Theo’s phone so he can meet me there later.
He leans into my ear. “I’m going to be hard all night thinking about you,” he murmurs before taking a hold of my hand and pulling me toward the limo. Every fibre of my being wants to plant my heels into the ground and drag this delicious man of mine back inside to spend all night having my way with him. But knowing that we’ll meet up later will be sweet torture for the both of us.
“Come on! We don’t have any kids for a whole night. We’re d ying to go out,” Paige calls out as we reach the limo and the driver holds the door open for us.
Theo holds my hand to help me keep my balance and my dignity as I slide into the leather interior alongside Lisa and Marcus then say a quick hello to each of our friends. “Well, that explains why you’re so early. You’re escaping the kids,” I grin, wriggling slightly to get comfortable as Theo slides in beside me. He places his arm along the back of the seat beside me and I lean into him, loving the firm warmth of his body in the cool of the air-conditioned cabin.
“You don’t know the half of it,” Stephanie says. “The moment I started to get ready, Amanda lost it. We practically had to run out of there and promise that we were bringing back half of Disneyland.”
“How are you going to manage that?” Theo asks.
Gary chuckles. “We’re hoping she’s forgotten by morning, but if n ot, we’ll figure something out.”
“She’ll never trust you again,” I laugh.
“That reminds me,” Lisa says. “The resort we’re staying at for the wedding has babysitting if you need it for when your kids get too tired at the reception,” she informs Paige and Stephanie.
“Really? That’s great,” Paige replies. “Thanks.”
“We’re leaving Adam at home with my mum and stepdad. But Gracie will probably get too tired to make it through the night,” Elliot adds.
“You should have been an event planner instead of a muso,” I say to Lisa, giving her a little nudge in the side.
“Sorry. It’s probably a bit of the control freak in me left over from my days organising advertising campaigns . I’m not trying to take over.”
“It’s fine. I’m more than happy for your help. If I forget to say it later, you’ve been amazing. Thank you.”
We meet each others gaze for a moment and give each other an understanding smile. We may not be sisters by blood. But we’ve certainly become sisters through friendship. I can’t imagine my world without Lisa in it anymore.
“ Alright you two. Stop having a little moment. Tonight is a party,” Marcus says, handing both Theo and I a glass of champagne. “Now, I think it’s time to make a toast to the happy couple. So raise your glasses.” Everyone does. “To Naomi and Theo, may you live a long and happy life together but tonight, I hope that you both get shitfaced drunk and do very stupid things.”
“Cheers,” everyone choruses on a laugh, clinking our glasses together and sipping at the champagne inside .
Lowering my glass, I take a breath to ask the question that’s been nagging at me all day. “Speaking of getting shitfaced - exactly where are we going tonight?”
Chapter Twelve
“Bad Boys Afloat!?” I say, staring up at the boat in disbelief. “Isn’t that a stripper cruise?”
“Yep,” Stephanie giggles . “Don’t pretend like you don’t want to see it. I know you Naomi Prendergast. You’re going to love the spectacle,” she assures me as she races ahead of everyone and stops to talk to the shirtless guy who’s standing at the
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