Marrying Mr. Shaw [EDITING!]

23 - The Shaw's

Chris barked out a laugh.

"That's a first."

"What do you mean?" I questioned as we began walking towards the mansion.

"It's just you. How could you be so calm after what happened in the plane? It's like nothing even happened and you're not even the slightest bit scared. All you're worried about is impressing my family!" He said with a chuckle.

I shrugged.

"I am scared, Chris. Just trying to block it out of my head."

"I'll protect you, Lucy." He whispered, kissing my heated cheek after. I felt like a butterfly.

We entered the mansion, causing me to gasp.

The walls were marbled rich with beige coloured. The floor was covered in light tiles. Large portraits of beautiful landscapes. I noticed a large cinema and a theatre. I glanced at the metal elevators and the buttons were beautifully illuminated.

Doors went off at both sides of the halls. It was like as if the hallways didn't have a finishing line.

We finally entered a room that looked like a lounge area. It was massive with wooden floors and light coloured walls. A large mahogany staircase was the one that caught my vision. It was breath-taking. The room looked slightly feminine with flowers every where I look.

"CHRISTOPHER!" A woman shouted.

I looked up at a slim woman-I'm guessing his mother, running towards Chris, wrapping her lovable arms around him. The shock crossed his face causing me to giggle.

She was stunning with short chocolate, wavy hair. Her side fringe was tucked in behind her ear, giving her the young look. She had extremely piercing green eyes, her natural long eyelashes radiating her eyes. Her pale skin stood her thin eyebrows and natural reddish lips out. She was spotless-some wrinkles but she looked pretty young for someone old.

She pulled away from Chris, standing straight like a well-mannered and considerate woman with high standards.

She was wearing a long baby blue dress with a large, white pearls necklace. Matching her necklace, she wore a long pearl earrings and bracelet.

"You must be Lucy!" She said eagerly as she threw me in between her arms for a hug. I hugged her back, feeling the warmth of another mother.

"Yes. And you must be Mrs. Shaw." I said, pulling away. She chuckled, waving her hand.

"Oh, please do call me Diane!"

I smiled. "Okay, Diane."

She studied my face for a second then caressed my cheeks with both of her hands.

"Isn't she cute?" She asked Chris as she squeezed my cheeks. I tried to smile at this awkward moment but failed.

"Mum, let her go. You'll end up hurting her!" He said. He pulled me away from his mother, wrapping his arm around my waist, protectively.

"Oh! I'm sorry dear! You are just so beautiful! You and Chris will make wonderful babies!"

I blushed, staring at the floor.

"Alright-y then," Chris breathed awkwardly.

"CHRISTOPHER?" Shouted a low voice this time.

I leaned closer to Chris. "Does everyone call you Christopher here?"

"Yes." He simply replied, not a twitch of amusement.

I gasped as I stared at an older version of Chris. Same big emerald eyes, straight nose, charming smile that could kill any lady. Except the light beard he had with his over-weight body and gray strands, he could look like Chris's twin brother.