"Come with my dress will you?" Raquel said as she made her way inside the house, going straight to the kitchen to check out how far Liam had gone with the preparations. Along the way in the corner of the large spaced lounge room completed with a marble fire place decorated with baby pictures of Liam, standing on a deep and luxurious grey saxony carpet and long heavy sky blue silk curtains stood the ugliest juke box she had ever seen. Who still uses jukes in this day and age? Even poor low class people knew what the eish was. Even though they couldn't afford it. A voice calling her name snapped her out of her nightmare.
"Raquel baby, so glad you're here." Liam said as he wrapped his arms around Raquel's waist. He grabbed a hand full of her soft silky black hair, threw it to her other side and began placing tiny kisses on her neck.
"What the bloody hell is this Liam?" Raquel began.
"Bloody hell? What are you british now?"Liam said against Raquel's neck. His hands finding their way down to her thighs, reached for her back and grabbed a hand full of her behind. Raquel turned to face him,wearing a frown on her face.
"Ok just don't give me that look." Liam said, finally letting go of her.