Destined Hearts

Chapter 38

Muhammad's POV

I can't get enough of my wife. And honestly I've been so foolish depriving myself of her. I was punishing her, Inayah and myself.

My trip to Enugu after being with her really cleared things up for me. I want her. I've wanted her for a while now but I've been stopping myself and refusing to admit it.

I don't know if I'm capable of loving anymore. Maryam was the first woman I ever fell in love with and I swore to her she would be the only one, that promise is what has been holding me back all this time.

I haven't let go of it but I also made a promise to Madeenah and I haven't been keeping that one and all this time she has been patient and never pushing me for more.

I care for her. I cannot say I love her but I really do care about her. And I am sure she doesn't love me too especially when I haven't given her anything to love.

Maybe she will be content with this. Us caring for each other and being together. I wanted to avoid giving her hope but I can't do that anymore. I have even already gone too far.

I look down at her sleeping form on top of me. She's laying on my bare chest as her hair spreads over my shoulder and onto the sheets. Her eyes are closed and her mouth is slightly parted as she sleeps.

My hands move from where it is wrapped around her bare waist and I move it into her soft locks. It's curly now and I can't resist running my hands through it way more gently than I did last night.

I stare up at my bedroom ceiling as I continue to run my hands through her hair. She twitches and starts moving on my chest. I look down at her as her eyes flutter open and she looks around my room then squints at the sun coming in through the windows. Finally her light brown eyes land on mine. Her lashes flutter as she looks at me before a slow and shy smile spreads on her pink lips.

"Good morning." She says in a low voice.

"Morning. How are you?" I ask.

A blush rises up her cheek as she whispers, "Tired... sore."

"Should I apologize?" I ask with a hint of a smile on my lips.

"No. It's a nice kind of sore."

"Oh really." I smirk.

She buries her face in my chest and mumbles,"Stop."

I laugh at her adorable attempt at modesty even as she's lying bare on my body.

"Do you wanna sleep in?" I ask her.

"No I'm already awake." She sits up and quickly reaches for her bra on the side of the bed and slips it on. I definitely do not lower my eyes. "What do you want for breakfast?" She asks as she clasps it on.

"You are not cooking. Go get ready and I'll drop you off."

"Drop me off where?" She asks with a cute adorable frown on her face.

"Did you forget you have school?" I ask as I sit up to settle on the headboard.

"Oh my god I totally forgot. I need to get Inayah ready." She says as gets up and throws on her nightgown.