Daniel Pov
When I got downstairs, Nona greeted me with a half-smile. I don't know what it is with this family maybe bipolar syndrome runs in their bloodline or something. I sit my usual sit and pray that I do not smell like sex.
" Where is Amanda?" she asks while serving the plates
" she isn't feeling well, so she's resting a little, " I lie, and we eat in silence for the rest of the meal. Apart from a few side eyes from her grandmother, the food was really good. Although kept romancing the events of before that made Amanda too tired to comedowns
Throughout Dinner all I could think about is her. Her smell, her soft skin, the way her body just fits perfectly with mine. The thought of her cumming has me hard as has a rock. I lied to her Nona that she isn't feeling well and is resting but I feel like she didn't believe a single word i said.
" do you love her? " Nona asked out of nowhere making me almost choke on my food.
I don't want to know the answer to that question, loving Amanda would make things 10 times worse when she has to go. I refuse put thought into the answer as I know it will stress me. Her Nona waits for my response with an eyebrow raised. " Shes my wife, " was all I could say.
Nona looked at me a little longer before turning to the nurse. " I'm tired can you take me upstairs please? " The nurse nods and obliges. Before reaching the stairs, she looks back at me and speaks. " Don't hurt my baby, " Her voice delicate and soft but her body language screams 'I'll kill you if you do'.
" Yes ma'am, " despite knowing that she can't hurt me physically she puts a fear in me. I don't know whether it's her importance in Amandas life or because she's just a scary woman, but I know not to move wrong with her. She ascends up the stairs and I'm left with alone with my thoughts.
Amanda is like a drug the more of her I get to know, the more of her I get to experience, to hold, to feel the more I crave her. I find myself eagerly waiting to drop her of at work so I could kiss her and then I spend the day of work thinking about picking her up so we can go home. Our house. Sighing at route of thought I go to my office to work on the upcoming event, a lot of investors are angry due to the event being delayed but I have to focus on Amanda now. She doesn't need the extra stress and I know she doesn't like large crowds, so it was the best choice to postponed.
After I a few hours I realize Amanda is still asleep and she hasn't eaten since morning. I make my to room and find her still asleep. I'm not surprised though she is a sleeper and after squirting on me like that she must have been tired. I silently admire her features as I kneel on her side of the bed, her beauty still amazes me. I can't help but notice the dried-up tears on her face, I frown. I hope I didn't hurt her, maybe I was rougher than I thought.
guilt consumes me, I trace my fingers along her baby hairs in an attempt to wake her up. I wish i ask her why she was crying but i know she might not entertain that conversation. She doesn't like discussing her feelings that's one of the first things i noticed about her the night she met me. She moves lightly as she wakes, soon her eyes open slowly and her brown orbs lock with mine. At first, she was confused, then she noticed it was me and her eyes got warm (I think) for a couple of seconds before her whole demeanor changed.
Like she is was sad of a sudden. I ignore that and inform her that I have warmed up her food for downstairs. Her response was dry even when we went down stairs in the living room she was acting distant again.
Did she not like that we got intimate? I don't know what else could be the reason for her sudden change of behaviour.
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Is he delusional or she giving him mixed signals?
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