The following morning I woke up to find myself laying alone on our bed. I guess she woke up early as usual to cook Breakfast. 8 did my morning routine and went to kitchen in search of her. As expected, she was there cooking food for us.
I went behind her and back hugged her. She didn't flinch knowing that it can only be me. I snuggled my face into her neck and inhaled her natural scent, which I'm addicted to. I layed my head in the same position for a full two minutes and let her finish preparing breakfast. She was making pancakes.
She asked me to sit on the dining table, while she brought the meals to the table. I poured water for us. I asked about how she was feeling after the struggle of the previous night. She was a bit hesitant to answer, but then she told me she was alright.
I observed her for few seconds. I felt like she was hiding something from me. So I moved my chair near hers, and without any warning I picked her up and placed her on my lap, which earned a squeal from her. Her eyes were widened by my action. I made her sit, so that her legs were dangling on both of my sides and we were sitting facing eachother.
I didn't say anything to her, just observed her face by showing no emotions from my face. I didn't like the fact that she was trying to hide something from me. She squirmed to let her go. But I didn't. Instead I continued giving her the blank stare. I saw a drop of honey at the end of her lips, might have been from the piece of pancake she had. I slowly brought my fingers to her face, to which she flinched making me worried. But I soon managed to hide my shock after she started breathing heavily as if she found me witnessing her flinch, which we both knew, was a great shock for me.
"Shhh ... Baby.. It's nothing ... See .. I ain't harming your, babygirl"
I hugged her bringing her close to my chest and letting her dwell in my warmth, which I know will calm her sooner. Just like expected, she started breathing normal, for which I was very glad. But still, i couldn't find the reason behind her flinching when I brought my hand to her face.
She then started to sob in my chest, leaving trails of tears on my tshirt I was wearing. I didn't know why she was crying. Nevertheless, I continued to console her. I then placed my hands on her butt and stood from my sitting position and brought her to the garden while she was hugging me like a koala. I was bouncing her now and then.
Eventually she slept, for which I was more than glad. I then sat her on my lap, while I myself sat on the bench in the garden. She winced when her bum touched my hard thigh muscles. Just then I remembered about her previous night's shot.
I brought her to our bedroom and laid her on the bed. She didn't wake up, as she was in deep slumber. I laid beside her and turned her towards me. I brought the end of her dress to the waist to have a better access to her butt. As expected it was swollen as it wasn't rubbed enough the previous night. I then brought her close to my chest, and started rubbing her injected spot on her butt, thinking that I still have to find the reason behind her odd behaviour......
