MINE.

19

Throughout the day at the office, Mew still fantasized his wife and what happened this morning. When I get home later, Will he be as hot as this morning? Hmmm...

"Hey Mew, pay attention! Your big boss tells you to go on honeymoon but you don't want to. Come to the office, you're dreaming. Do you remember your wife at home?" asked his father when the question has been asked twice, but no answer from Mew. Dissolving all laughter in the room by all staff which is present in the meeting. It's been almost two hours meeting, discussing new projects with multinational company from France.

Mew lowered his red face, trying to hold back the shame.

"Papa!" he replied trying to be professional even though his voice was barely audible. The rest of the staff continued to smile, enjoying to relieve some tension.

Mew took a deep breath, determined to refocus. However, the shadow of his wife still haunts his mind.

"Why? If you can't focus, just go on your honeymoon. Our team can handle it."

"Papa, I'm fine." Mew tried to reassure his papa.

"Okay, if you say so. Once again papa caught you daydreaming, tomorrow book a flight to Paris with your wife, okay?" Laughter echoed in the meeting room.

Papa has embarrassed me in front of my staff! Mew took a deep breath. Focus, Mew, focus!

After one, there is another meeting in the office. They have to work hard. This week the representatives from France will come for the first time for discussion. Really tired! Work is piling up, papa is busy telling him to go on honeymoon.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Supassit sent everyone home. He told all the staff to resume work tomorrow. When he mentioned the word wife, his eyes looked sharply at Mew. Must be laughed at again!

Arriving at the condo, a key was removed from his pants pant. The door to his condo was opened by him. As soon as he stepped inside, he saw his wife sitting on the sofa facing the laptop.

When he realized his husband had returned, Gulf immediately got up and stepped to the door. Once again Mew's eyes were unblinking. His wife wore a white tank top showing off his smooth shoulders. The key in his hand was taken by Gulf and placed in a large silver bowl on a consul's table next to the door. He just realized! "Where did this table come from?" The question popped out. It wasn't here this morning. The mirror on the wall above the consul's desk wasn't there either, nor was this white ottoman chair!

"I bought it this afternoon. I'm sorry if you don't like it. It's nice to have this consul desk, you can put your keys, mobile phone, comb in the drawer. And this mirror is for the final check before going out. This chair is so you can sit down to put on your shoes." His wife explained at length.

His brain was not thinking about anything. He couldn't stop looking at his wife's body wrapped in that tank top which, if seen up close, was actually quite thin.

"Do you want juice or water?" Gulf asked.

"Errr, just water," as his wife stepped into the kitchen to get water. Mew's eyes followed his wife's figure to the kitchen. His pants were short, and his smooth, fluffy legs were visible up to his thighs. He didn't expect the feeling he was experiencing now as he stepped to sit in the living room sofa. Handing a glass of cold water to his husband. Mew gulped it down and his eyes fixed on Gulf's plump thighs. Gulf was blushing. Blushing as a sign of embarrassment or actually wanting it.

Dressed like this, standing a mile away from me, thought Mew. hmmm

"Surfing?" Mew asked while looking at Gulf's laptop on the coffee table.

"Chatting with friends."

Gulf's computer screen was read by Mew.

"Rain?" His eyebrows raised, questioning Gulf " My best friend in Southampton."

Rain? A guy. Best friend? There is no such things? I have to looked into this.

"Touchdown 26hb, 29hb you have to cook Pad Thai for me."With a nonchalant face, Mew read the message addressed to his wife. Who is this guy?

"Ughh can't believe he read my message! No respect for privacy at all, Gulf fumed silently."
"All my friends will back home, so they want to visit me," Gulf replied.

He quickly sat down on the sofa, facing the laptop, and replied to Rain's message. This is not good, if not, he'll read everything, Gulf thought.

Without feeling,  Mew read what Gulf had typed. "Set. gtg. Ttyl." I knew it, Gulf pout silently. After sending the message to atai, Gulf hurriedly closed the laptop, annoyed with his husband behaviour.

"Gtg?" Mew asked in curiosity. Is he seriously doesn't know that? Is it true he doesn't have social media? He's never used phrase like 'gtg' .

"Gtg? Got to go. Ttyl?" Mew asked again. Gulf stared at Mew deeply, unable to believe that someone could be unaware of such simple things. "Talk to you later" Gulf answered.

"Ytmo?" asked Mew.

Gulf is puzzled and asked "What is that? Huh?" I've never heard of that phrase before, Gulf thought.

"You turn me on." Mew whispered. He couldn't hide his smile longer. His arm already wrapped around Gulf's waist. Got him! He hugged Gulf tightly afraid he will jump away.

His crooked smile was out and enjoying teasing me, Gulf thought. "You turn me on." yeah right. Gulf didn't realise his throat was already dry.

"Gulff..." Mew whispered softly... "now..."