The Business Trip Part 2

Rebuilding

  And so he ignores her jab and continues, "This is huge Hayat, Emir is a very well known businessman who wants to start a fashion line targeted at the twenty something office crowd, and I have been busy designing for him, I have been putting this line together, which if successful will give me 50% partnership in the business." he continues without waiting as he knows she would not respond with any questions. "The only problem is that he insisted that Cagla model the line, as she is very well known to him and popular among the young crowd, also she is the one who got us this contact." Still no response from Hayat, she was focused on her mail, and he wonders if she has heard anything that he has been saying, Hayat pretends to ignore him although she has been listening keenly to every word he had spoken and was genuinely pleased at his accomplishment, she had heard of Emir herself and knew what this meant, if Murat's line was successful it meant instant recognition and fame. Under different circumstances, she would have jumped with joy and they would have celebrated in the only way they knew, in each others arms oblivious to everything else, but now she continued looking at the paper in front of her, not really seeing anything, she had not comprehended a single word she read, paying attention only to every word uttered by Murat and she waited for what was to come - Cagla! 

"It seemed very unlike Cagla when she was cooperating so well, she was really helpful in getting me this project, she never overstepped her boundaries which was probably one of the reasons I let my guard down, and when we notched that project, it seemed only right to celebrate the win and I did not really think much of it, as at that time I felt that it was the least I could do for all the effort she had put in, all I wanted was to relax after all the nights that I had put in and head straight back to you, but little did I know that Cagla had other plans. I swear to you Hayat, I had no clue she was coming on to me, I do admit I was a little tipsy, but I would never have betrayed you, and to think that you would assume anything else just breaks my heart. Please Hayat, give me one chance to make amends" Hayat who was holding on to her breath, sighed in relief after his confession, she wanted to believe him so bad, but the pictures, they had a different story to tell, by then they had reached the parking lot. Hayat escaped from the possibility of replying back to him and jumped out as soon as he turns off the ignition. She did not wait to see if he was following her, reaching her apartment, she heads straight for the bathroom as another round of nausea washes over her, luckily she does not throw up all the food that she had eaten. Changing into her nightclothes, she comes out of the bathroom to see a concerned Murat standing at the door, "are you alright?" " you seem to be having a lot of nausea", "I have a doctors appointment tomorrow, I'll run it by him," she pauses before she tells him the reason for the appointment, "I will know the sex of the baby tomorrow....." a brief pause and then very quietly she says, " you can come with me if you like." What in the world had made her say that?, she curses herself, the second she utters those words. Murat couldn't be more happy at the invitation and jumps at it. "Of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world, what time?", "If you are busy, you don't really have to come, the appointment takes forever, and I'll let you know anyways." she offers. "What? " he exclaims,  "and miss seeing my baby and also finding out if it is a junior Murat or another gorgeous Hayat, I'm going for sure, make no mistake".

Hayat retires to bed early as she has an early start, and Murat gets busy with calls to New York. everything was on schedule, the designs were being put together and would be ready in a couple of weeks, after which they would have a showing for the retailers and once approved they could go into mass production so that the clothes could be delivered to the retail stores around the world, there was only one hurdle - Cagla, Emir had insisted that Murat be present for the showings which were scheduled at the Paris Fashion week. That would be his big day, that would make or break Murat Sarsilmaz, and he so badly wanted Hayat by his side at the showing. But would she agree, she could travel he knew, as she would still have not started her seventh month. But what he was afraid of was Cagla, she seemed to be vindictive and he could not take a chance with her, what if she said or did something to upset Hayat, he would never forgive himself for that. Emir had already approved tickets for both Hayat and Murat. How could he convince Hayat to go with him? He had to think of something.

While Murat was busy trying to find an excuse, Hayat was lost in her own thoughts. Seeing the sofa bed had relieved her and at the same time made her a little sad, what had she expected after her outburst in the morning, had she not made it clear to him that she did not want him encroaching on her space, then why was she so upset, why did she suddenly feel so lonely? She was falling into the same trap again, she was falling for her husband all over again. Or rather she could never come out of the hold he had over her, after everything, she was still madly in love with him. She sighs deeply and finally tiredness gets the better of her and she falls into a deep sleep.

Loud voices wake Hayat up with a start in the middle of the night, it was coming from the street below, there seemed to be a drunken brawl taking place and Hayat peeps thru the blinds, Murat is quickly by her side, she was really afraid and holds on to him at all the commotion. After a while someone calls the police and the small crowd disperses.

Hayat could not get back to sleep and keeps tossing and turning, after a while she comes out to get some water, she does not hear him sneak up behind her and gasps as she sees him, dropping the glass of water, "what is it Hayat? I'm here, nothing will happen to you." he holds her tight, he missed doing that, planting butterfly kisses on her hair, she freezes, unable to move, the stress of being by herself and the security of his arms making her want to stay, their proximity and the pent up passion explodes and Murat starts nuzzling her neck, making her moan and that was all the sign he needs to carry out a full fledged invasion of her senses, his hands go up to her breasts, cupping them and sensitive that they were due to the pregnancy, she cant contain her moans, how he had missed her, she had missed him too, she missed being  in his arms, missed his smell, missed his stubble grazing against her soft skin, a weak no escapes her mouth, he could not make out if it was a moan or resistance, and he continues his assault on her lips, kissing them and biting them, when she feels his arousal against her belly,  she pushes him back, being reminded again of the betrayal, he loosens his hold but does not let her go, he pulls her behind him to her room and tucks her in bed, caressing her hair gently as sleep overcomes her.