Déja Vú

Chapter 22

Ashton

"I never got to ask, the drawings or should I say tattoo's on you palm" I turn her and he back was facing me. It was a slow dance for all the couples.

"Its not tattoos,its mehndi"

"Mehndi?" I repeat,clearly confused.

"Yes,Mehndi,its hindi for Henna" She explained.

"Okay,so why do you have it on and what is its significance" I spin her around into a dip before we headed to our sits.

I pull out her chair for her and she mutters a small "thank you" before sitting on mine.

"My mum is Indian and she always wanted Londyn and I to have an Indian wedding but since I couldn't, I decided to follow a few customs"

"And as for significance. The henna is usually applied on the bride before her wedding,and it is said that the darker the henna,the deeper the love between the couple" She continued explaining and I take her hands in mine to look at the design and I had to admit...it looked beautiful.

Wait...."Is that my name on your palm"I nod to her left palm,where my name was written in cursive and she immediately snatched her hand from me.

"Yes." She takes a long sip of her wine before continuing."It is customary for the bride to write the name of the groom on her palm"She says and I just nod.

"But your henna a quite dark though" I smirk and wink, and she just rolls her eyes.

"Yes but I dont believe all those shit" She takes a bite of the slice of cake that had just been placed in front of us and moaned,making me strifle a chuckle.

She had always loved cake.

"Why?" I asked taking a bite of my cake.Okay, this was really good.

"Well you dont love me,dark colour or not. Plus my mum added lime juice which is claimed to darken the colour so I believe its just how you apply it"She shrugged, taking another piece of her cake and I had to admit,it stung a bit.

I shake my head,shrugging it off.

Now was not the time to start reminicing on past feelings, now was the time to get her to fall in love with me again,

No matter what it took.
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Leora

I tightened my eyes as I hear the keycard click and the door opens.

'Oh no,oh no, oh no' I panick inwardly as the person I guess had entered continued to walk towards me.

Now,because Ashton joked half of the time, It was really unclear when he was serious or just messing with you, and this was a time like this.

After what he said during our wedding earlier, I was really unsure whether he had just been pulling my legs or he would really force me to....

Ugh,I didn't even want to think about it.

I mean,I was his wife so technically if he wanted to have sex...

Dear God,what sort of predicament had I put myself in?

"For such a stellar actress, you are incredibly terrible at faking sleep you know" The bed dips beside me,as he brushes some hair off my face.

"I-I was sleeping. I am just such a light sleeper,you walking in woke me up" I had managed to say when I finally found my voice .

"If I had known you were coming straight to sleep,I would have stopped you Mrs. Carter"He runs he hand that I had only noticed about two seconds ago down my thighs and smiled.