Made by Us: Giselle and Liam's Story (The Made Series Book 3) (13 page)

“You look beautiful. You should be with someone who accepts you for being you.” Delia walks away.

Puzzled I ask, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Come on, the limo is here,” she yells.

Our ride is quiet and uneventful until we reach the club. The street is chaotic, filled with paparazzi and news reporters. Cameras and camcorders are everywhere. The red carpet is rolled out and gold ropes secure the people on the sides from getting on it. Each time someone new steps out, the crowd goes crazy, and lights flash.

We get out of the limo and Delia’s name is being screamed. This is her scene, she owns the crowd. She grabs my hand and orders me to smile.

Inside the club is less hectic. I look for Ethan as we get drinks from the bar. Delia’s pulled away for pictures. I walk towards the dance floor and see Ethan in the DJ’s booth. He sees me, ends his conversation and heads towards me. To my surprise, I’m not excited to see him. It’s weird because only yesterday I was crying my eyes out over him.

“You look sexy as hell.”

“Thanks.”

“Are we okay?” He asks.

I shrug my shoulders.

“You look perfect now.”

I don’t respond because I’m livid. I look perfect now? When I look nothing like myself? Delia’s right, I deserve to be with someone who accepts me, all of me. I shouldn’t have to change my appearance to be loved and appreciated. After all this time I realize that Ethan’s an ass.

I search the crowd and notice that Delia’s looking at Ethan. She seems mesmerized. That’s when it hits me. She’s in love with him. Ethan’s not in love with me and I’m not in love with him. We got caught up in what we used to have. Back then we were young and hadn’t experienced life, but we have grown apart and are very different.

“Ethan, I’m leaving. I don’t belong here. We don’t belong together, not anymore.” He doesn’t react. “You know I’m right.”

Briefly he smiles. “I’m going to miss you, Little Rebel.”

“Me too.” I kiss him on the cheek. “There’s someone who’s in love with you.” I point to Delia. “She’s the one for you,” I say with a grin.

“You think so?”

“I know so, be open to it and if you guys do get together be good to her. Bye, Ethan.”

I go over to Delia and tell her that I’m leaving. I thank her for the advice and wish her the best. She hugs me and squeezes my butt. I laugh. At this point nothing surprises me.

I run outside and for the first time in a long time I’m happy just being Giselle. I can’t wait to get home.

Chapter Twenty-Two

When I first came back home things were awkward between Liam and I. He was angry that I left him and Meagan to take care of everything while I was on vacation. He said that I completely forgot about our business, needless to say we had several arguments. Marcia insisted that we needed to “fuck each other’s brains out”, but what does she know
.

Things became worse when Liam started dating this idiot named Lindsey. She was always around, yes I was jealous. I behaved poorly and was extremely nasty. When they broke up, she stated that Liam and I were still in love. I rolled my eyes and secretly did a happy dance.

Over the last three months,
Indulgence
has been really busy and we’re booked until next year. Business has tripled since we can now accommodate parties. Liam and I have been working our butts off and the arguing has stopped.

Ethan and Delia were voted America’s Sexiest Couple. I talk to Delia on a regular basis and we’ve developed a real friendship. Next month her and Ethan are getting married and what’s hilarious is that I’m the Maid of Honor. Life has a great sense of humor. But I’m happy for them and I hope they have a happily ever after.

As for me, for a while I gave up on love. I went on several blind dates but never made a connection with anyone. When I couldn’t take dating anymore, I adopted a white Persian cat and named him Mr. Giggles. The girls became very concerned. They thought I was depressed and was going to become “the crazy cat lady”. I wasn’t depressed, just needed to work on myself and I refused to settle for anyone.

I’ve always believed life is a gift. Now that I’m happy, in love and have a healthy relationship, it’s even better. Every morning I wake up with a huge grin on my face.

“Good Morning, Beautiful.”

I smile and slowly open my eyes. “Morning.”

“You’re looking extra sexy this morning.”

I giggle. “Yea right.”

“See what you do to me.” He’s stroking his hard, thick penis.

I lick my lips. “Well, hello to you too.” I begin to sit up.

“Don’t get up.” He commands as he carefully assist me in lying back. He begins placing soft kisses on my neck that trail down to my collar bone. When he reaches my left breast, he open his gorgeous mouth and sucks my nipple. His hand is stroking my right breast. I moan. My breathing increases. My vagina is moist.

“You like that baby?”

“Yes.” I breathlessly reply.

He takes his warm tongue and licks my engorged breasts. He gets on the bed and places himself in between my open legs. That wonderful tongue begins to lick my stomach and he sucks on my belly button. He rubs my vagina. “You’re already wet.” He licks his finger, “So Good.” I need to feel him. I reach for his penis. He grabs my hands and inserts his pleasing tool inside my wet sweet spot. I can feel myself stretching. “Aww”, escapes my lips. “Giselle, baby.” He begins to pump inside of me. It always amazes me how my body responses to him. I wrap my legs around his slim waist. The orgasms ripple through out my body, I loose total control. The pleasure is intense, I can’t think only feel. I’m in ecstasy. My vagina is full and making joyful sounds. My legs begin to shake as I come. “Oh god. Yes, yes, yes”, I scream. He puts his mouth on mine and our tongues are intertwined. With a grunt, he releases himself inside of me. We lay there for a few minutes. He removes his penis, kisses my lips as we embrace. “I love you.” Happily, I reply, “I love you too.”

Tonight is couples date night. We do this once a month and I love couples night out, it gives everyone a chance to catch up. I’m meeting the girls and their spouses at the bowling alley. My cell dings. It’s a text.

Babe: I’m running late.

Me
:


Babe: Don’t be sad. I’ll see you soon.

Me: Okay. Love you.

Babe: Love you too.

Inside the alley, I’m instantly greeted by the sounds of crashing pins and people celebrating their victorious rolls. There’s a rowdy bunch of men in the front, all wearing the same white shirt with “Balls & Pins” printed on the back in black.

I follow the aroma of pizza and popcorn towards the back of the building where I find Marcia taking shots and David’s rubbing her butt. Carmen and Cooper are sitting at the orange colored table putting on
bowling shoes. I wave and stroll to the bar to order food. I’m waiting for service, when someone covers my eyes and kisses my neck.

I don’t turn around. “My boyfriend isn’t going to like you kissing me.”

The stranger puts his hands around my waist and nibbles on my ear. “It’s a good thing, I’m your man.”

I laugh and turn around. I grab his shirt and passionately kiss him. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too.” He runs his hand threw my hair and pulls me closer.

Gosh I love this man.

“Oh my god,” Marcia screams. “Giselle and Liam! Come on we have a fucking game to play.”

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Candace Nicole Werts started writing professionally in October of 2014. She believes love is colorblind and noticed there were not many books that feature interracial couples. Through dreams, she met multicultural characters and created The Made Series:
Made to Love
,
Made for You
and
Made by Us
. These books are about three friends who find love, but can they keep it? Each character has personal challenges to overcome.

Candace lives in Richmond, VA with her family.

Other Books:

Made to Love: Carmen and Cooper’s Story

Made for You: Marcia and David’s Story

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