Made by Us: Giselle and Liam's Story (The Made Series Book 3) Read Online Free

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    Ethan: Perfect and you will be staying the night.                                                                              
    I throw my phone back in my purse immediately before I change my mind and make my way back to the guys. Dinner seemed to drag on and finally after dessert we leave. Mike thanks me again. He and Liam are meeting again tomorrow; darn I could have told Ethan I would see him then. On the ride home, Liam thanks me for joining him for dinner. He asks what I thought about Mike.
    “He seems nice enough.”
    We make small talk until we enter the apartment.
    “I’m going to take a bath and go to bed. Care to join me?”
    Liam sighs, “I’m going to catch up on some work. I’ll see you in the morning.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
    Early morning is my favorite time of day. Everything is peaceful and quiet. Running at this time relaxes me and helps me focus on what needs to be accomplished. Today my mind is racing: should I go see Ethan again? What about Liam? I don’t want to hurt him. I never got over Ethan. But he did break my heart.
    It was Tuesday, May 16 th , 2000. I woke up in a fantastic mood and excitement filled the air. It was my wedding day and I was going to marry the love of my life, Ethan Thomas. We had been together for three phenomenal years. He was my first in everything, relationship, love and sex.
    Ethan was every parent’s worst nightmare. He was a rebel and didn’t respect authority. He drove a motorcycle, wore a leather jacket, smoked cigarettes and sometimes weed in public. They didn’t approve of our relationship and weren’t going to support this marriage. They just didn’t understand our connection. Ethan and I had so much in common. We both had crappy birth parents and were adopted by families outside of our race. Ethan was born in Japan and adopted by an older American family.
    The night before, my father told me if I went through with this marriage they would cut me off. My mother kept saying we were too young and needed to go to college and experience life before marriage. I told them they wouldn’t change my mind, Ethan and I were meant to be together. My father stormed out of the room and my mom cried.
    I was 18 years old and legally able to do as I pleased. I took my time in the shower and made sure my legs were silky smooth. Normally, I would wear cotton undergarments. Since this was my special day, I put on a white lace bra and panty set, it’s not every day you become a married woman. My wavy brown hair was placed in a high bun to show off the studded heart shaped earrings Ethan had given me. My dress wasn’t traditional, it was a short sleeved knee length white lace dress and I wore gold strappy sandals. I stared at myself in the mirror for a long time. I was sad that my parents weren’t going to be there, but that’s life. I pinched my cheeks and put on clear lip gloss, I was never interested in wearing makeup.
    Before I walked out the house, my parents were in the kitchen whispering. Of course this stopped when they noticed me. My mother stated, “Please think this through Giselle. You don’t need to marry Ethan today. What’s the rush, if you guys are really in love?”
    I placed my hands on my hips, “If we’re in love? Mom, you know I love him with my whole heart. He makes me happy and I’m marrying him today.”
    My father shakes his head and said “You’re wasting your life away on that loser. If you marry him, don’t come back.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    At the courthouse, nervousness kicked in and I didn’t see Ethan’s bike. I gave myself a quick glance over, got