"So you people basically want me to babysit Edward while you hump your partners?" Owen sighed and helplessly shook his head. His friends were really very shameless.

"Edward is very fun to be around," Andrew remarked. "You will learn many things from him."

"Andrew is right," Justin agreed. "He has learned this new trick in which—"

Cutting him off, Owen stated, "Alright, you don't have to talk me into it. I'll do it."

The desperation of going on a short vacation with his friends was very overpowering. Though he didn't say it out loud, the involvement of Elsa and Rachael made the whole trip idea more interesting. He didn't even mind babysitting Edward the entire time.

"The stuff I have to do to take a trip with my friends," Owen scoffed. "I should really start looking for new friends. You people have started taking me for granted."

"We are going to London right?" When Owen nodded, Elsa exclaimed, "Rach, we have to visit the mall there. The discount—"

"Woah ho ho ho...stop right there young lady," Owen interjected. "Who told you could make plans?"

"I was just—"

"I am booking the hotel and tickets. I am also planning the entire trip," he stated. "All you horny b*itches have to do is show up on time."

"Horny b*itches?" Justin crossed his arms in the front and scoffed, "Shouldn't you call yourself that?"

"I know right?" Elsa added, "You are always horny."

"What horny?" Owen shrugged. "Don't slander me in front of Rachael like that. I am trying to make a good impression."

"Oh don't worry, I already have a very good impression of you," Rachael chuckled.

"Thank you Rach, you are the only one who really understands me in the group."

While Elsa and Owen started bickering again, Andrew leaned towards Rachael and said in a relatively lower voice. "What kind of impression do you have of me?"

"Do you really wanna know?" Rachael looked at him and smiled, "I am worried you won't be able to handle it."

"Ouch—" He placed his hand on his chest. "Is it that bad?"

"I am afraid you have to find that out on your own Mr.Collins."

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he leaned closer and whispered against her ear. "I can't wait."

...

[Four days later]historical

"At least tell me where we are going." When Andrew refused to answer again, Rachael sighed, "Why are you like this?"

Rachael had been staying home for the past four days as her husband forbade her from doing any work, which included going to the office. Though she told him several times that it isn't necessary to be so cautious, he still refused to listen to her.

After coaxing him for three days straight, he finally agreed to let her go to work. But all of a sudden, he said they had to go somewhere first before going to the office.

She tried asking him where they were going but he refused to tell her.

"You will know when we reach there—" Andrew handed her his tie and stood in front of her.

"You don't even let me enter the kitchen because it's tiring but you don't mind when you hand me your tie." Rachael remarked as she tiptoed to match his height.

Since Andrew came back from Russia, he had started a new trend of handing her his tie every morning. He would then stand in front of her and wait for her to help him wear the tie.

"You know how to do it better than me, why do you make me do it?" She pouted her lips as she sloppily tried to get the steps right. Though she knew how to wear a tie, she wasn't a PRO. She would end up redoing it at least once..

"So that I can do this—" He wrapped both his arms around her waist.

When she looked at him, he grinned, "So comfortable, right?"

Rachael smiled and continued helping him with the tie.

"By the way, I want to ask you something. I should have asked you this a long back but I keep forgetting about it."

"What is it?" She asked without looking at him. All her focus was on the damn tie that wasn't sitting on the right place.

"By any chance did you tell your brother that we haven't done it yet?"

"Done what?"

"S*ex"

Rachael: " "

When she looked at him with a shocked expression, he explained, "The other day George told your mom that we can't give her a grandchild yet because we haven't even done it."

"I-I have no idea." Rachael awkwardly cleared her throat. "You know how George is, he keeps spouting nonsense all the time. Don't mind him."

The next time she sees her stupid jacka*ss brother, she would definitely kill him.

Yes, she did tell him a few things when they had a serious conversation a few weeks back and it included Andrew and her not consummating their marriage yet. But how could he tell it out loud in front of their mother and Andrew?

"So you are telling me George just assumed that we haven't—" Andrew let out an affirmative sound. "That's a very nice guess, don't you think?"

Pausing for a while, he added, "We should do it and prove him wrong."

Rachael: " "

When she did not say anything, he remarked, "I am serious, we have to prove your brother wrong. We can't let him win."

"Do you wanna do it only to prove George wrong?" Rachael raised her brows.

When he nodded, she placed her hand on her chest and sighed, "Oh my God, my husband is so romantic."

Without waiting for his reply, she tried to wiggle out of his embrace but before she could escape, Andrew tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her closer.

"Each day, it's getting harder and harder to resist my overwhelming desires that keeps increasing every time you look at me." He lifted her chin up, until their eyes met.

"I am holding myself back so hard, you have no idea." He brushed his lips against her. "I can't wait for a long time."

...

[Emma's apartment]

Emma grumpily dashed towards the main door when the doorbell did not stop ringing. It was only eight in the morning and she wasn't supposed to wake up until nine.

"Whoever it is, you are fucking dead," she yelled before unlocking the door.

But as soon as she saw who it was, she swallowed her anger. Her entire body froze and she felt chills down her spine.

"Oliver—" she muttered under her breath.

....