Chapter 105 - Version 1

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We stayed on the beach for a while but didn't go to the villa. Instead, we went somewhere for dinner.

And then, it was time to go to the villa. For real this time. No dodging about or whatever.

I was nervous but I still felt like I was ready. I went to the gynecologist a couple weeks beforehand to get some information to hopefully clear up some of my fears. She told me I didn't need to worry too much about getting pregnant (which was probably my biggest fear) as I'd been taking my birth control regularly. She gave me tips for other things as well and I felt better.

Liam hadn't brought up the wedding night in quite some time. We hadn't stopped doing what we'd been doing during the time up to the wedding, but any randy remarks he made never involved the night.

It made me worry a little bit.

Then of course I was worried about other things too. Would it hurt?

"It'll probably hurt a bit even if I'm gentle."

Would I be any good?

Would I regret going ahead and doing it?

Like a lot of things I'd experienced...there was only one way to find out.

Finally, we arrived at the villa. Liam swiped the key card and then opened the front door.

"After you." He said as he held the door open for me.

"Thanks." I replied quietly and then went inside. "Wow!"

I couldn't believe my eyes. There were red rose petals in a trail on the floor as well as bouquets of different flowers set around in each room. There were a couple lit candles on the kitchen counter, dining room table, and coffee table. A bottle of champagne with two empty glasses sat on top of the center of the kitchen counter as well.

"You did all this?" I asked as I turned around to look at Liam.

He nodded. "Yeah. I had to."

I smiled a little. "You mean you wanted to."

He shrugged. "Either way."

I giggled a little. Then I grabbed his hand and pulled him along to follow me to see where the rose petals led.

The bed was covered in rose petals too. There were lit candles on both nightstands near the dimly lit lamps.

I stood quietly for a minute taking it all in. Then I looked at Liam.

He smiled a bit with his mouth closed.

"Now what?" He asked.

I know some girls feel all out of sorts if their underwear and bra doesn't match, but I couldn't be arsed. I didn't bother too much with "fancy" underwear. I preferred the kind that was comfortable.

But that night, I made an exception.

Bras were the only thing I cared about when it came to picking lingerie. When I dressed up, I always liked to wear a push-up that made my breasts look two cup sizes bigger. And with a cami on over top, I felt like my cleavage always looked stellar.

After my gynecology appointment, I went shopping to find an outfit for the big night. I figured I may as well take care of everything in one swing.

The outfit I got sorted for myself consisted of a dark purple silk spaghetti strap nightgown. Its skirt came down almost to my mid-thigh. I got a lacy push-up bra (that guaranteed the two extra cup sizes) and a pair of underwear to match. No cami this time but it was okay.

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