He Only Married Me For Revenge

Chapter 43: There's nothing an 'us'

Gabriel's POV:

I am just staring at her as she seated beside me. We're currently inside the church, but I can't focus on what's the priest was saying in front of the altar. I can stare freely on her face, because all her focus is directly to the preaching priest.

She has long, thick and curled lashes, small but pointed nose, a cute dimple on her left cheek which I just recently noticed. She also has two attractive eyes which also smile every time she smiles. And her lips... I gulped remembering how soft her lips were every time I kissed her. She has her own character and strong personality.

When I proposed to her, I know half of them were almost lie. But I was sincere when I say thank you to her. I admit, having her beside me was a big help to me to somehow forget the pain inside. She can make me smile every time she opened her smart mouth.

I am still confused on how she agreed to help me with this deal, but I'm thankful because she's not complaining although there were some questions that she wants to know the answer, that even me couldn't explain to myself.

I feel comfortable with her around me, and I'm getting used to calling her love, that sometimes I forget I shouldn't call her that when it's just the two of us.

But despite all of these, this will remain an act. But the problem is.. I don't know why I can't stop myself from kissing her. I can't control myself every time I look on her soft, pinkish and tempting lips. It's like a drug to me, that with every sip and every taste, it makes me high and addicted.

My eyes darted to Greg who's seated in between Sav and Chris. He's been texting the whole time. Yeah, he's my bestfriend but when it comes to Madi, I can't help not to feel annoyed and irritated with him. I'm not jealous.. should I? But I can't accept the fact the he likes her of all the girls around him? He knows she's with me.

It feels odd to think, that when this deal ends, he can be with her, he can touch her hands and do all those things which I feel I should only be the one doing it with her.

I lost my concentration when I felt Nancy's elbow on my side and I turned to her.

"What?" I asked her slightly annoyed.

"What--your--face! Stop staring on your fiancee's face and focus yourself in the front. Listen to what the priest was saying!" she whispered to my ear.

I just ignored her and looked back to Madi, but I was slightly surprised when she's no longer looking at the priest but to me. She's eyeing me suspiciously. She straightened her seat and bring her lips to my ear. I can smell her sweet vanilla and honey scent, and it makes me want to kiss her again if we're just not inside the church.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" she asked me and I shook my head.

"How about my make up?" she whispered again. I crunched my eyebrows with her questions but I shook my head again.

"Is there a dirt on my face?"

"No, love. Why are you asking?" I can't help not ask after her third question.

"If there's nothing wrong with my face, then why are you staring at me?"

-'She knows?'-

"I-I wasn't staring." I denied and looked away from her. -'shit!'-

"Okay." she just shrugged her shoulders and focus herself on listening to the preach.

I sighed and glared on Nancy who's giggling beside me.

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Madi's POV:

The car stopped in front of my apartment. We're now back in Chicago where we're going to face the reality and this deal between us. I looked at him but he's still on his phone.