I get woken up by his phone going off again, I open my eyes and gaze up toward him, I see him talking on his phone and I slowly turn myself around.
“No, no, no, don’t turn around.” He whispers to me, pulling me closer to his body.
I place my head back onto his chest, I love laying my head on his chest, his muscular chest. I shut my eyes and hear him speak to somebody. His voice so strong and deep, taking charge over the phone, I dig my face into his body, nuzzling his body scent. I feel his hands running through my hair, softly, you would never say those are the same hands that grip my hair tightly and tugs me around it when his sexual. I listen as his voice becomes more aggressive, his angry and I’m so sleepy. I still feel drained, how long was I asleep for? Feels like I haven’t slept in weeks and finally got some rest and now my body is losing a fight against sleep. I open my eyes and look up to him, but my eyes keep shutting. I feel the sudden movement beneath me and then my head and body falls onto the bed and I can smell his body scent against the bed. I open my eyes slowly because I want to see where he has gone to but they shut again. I try again and this time I see his face looking at me and the shock wakes me. The smile on his face as he watches me battle with myself.
“I have to go to the office; I have a meeting in forty-five minutes.” He whispers.
“Okay.” I reply.
“Stop fighting, sleep.” He says softly before he plants a kiss onto my forehead.
I yawn and open my eyes, now that his gone, it feels like I’m awake. I hear the shower go on and I reach for his iPhone. I check his call history and check who called him last night. All I see are calls from his P.A and company CFO, and unfortunately enough, both of them are very attractive woman. I check his emails and messages and nothing incriminating. I hear him turn the valve down, then off and then I hear the shower door open. I place his phone back on the table. I make myself comfortable and wait for him.
“You awake.” He says as he walks into the room, the towel around his waist.
“Barely, but yes I am.”
“You should sleep, you need to sleep.” He says and leans in to kiss my forehead yet again.
He exits the room and walks into the closet. I shut my eyes and feel myself slipping back to sleep.
“You like this suit?” he asks.
“I love it, you know I have a thing for navy suits, plus it compliments your eyes. I love how you matched the checked white and blue shirt, with the navy suit and a black tie.”
“Yeah, you taught me well.”
“Your hair is down.”
“You don’t like it?”
“It’s different, still sexy but it’s missing that wow factor.”
“Well, perhaps my mistress loves my hair down.”
I know his kidding but when he says it, it makes me angry. I can feel myself grind my teeth, my breathing become heavier and I look away. I shake my head and hear him walk toward me. He kneels down beside the bed, and I look at him. I don’t know why his harmless words hurt so much. I feel like I want to cry, but I can’t, because his looking at me with those eyes, so innocent, he wouldn’t cheat on me.
“I was kidding babe.”
“I know, I don’t know why it got to me like that.”
“I’m not cheating on you; I never have and never will. I love you.”
“I know, but I love you more.”
“I have to go, I’m already running late, my meeting is in twenty minutes and I haven’t even left yet.”
“What time is it?”
“11:55”
“Wow, its late.”
“Yes, but you have to go back to sleep.” He says and kisses my head again.
I shut my eyes and he whispers “Bye” into my ear. Once I open my eyes his walking out the door. I look up to the bedside table and see his wedding ring, how could he take his iPhone and not take his wedding band? Wow, does he not wear his ring when his away from me? I grab it, keeping it in the palm of my hand. I stare at it and I feel a knot in my stomach and a sudden rush of emotion all I want to do is cry, why does his actions affect me this way? He controls me, everything he does effects me in every way possible. I feel the tears coming but before they run out, I hear footsteps coming to the room. I shut my eyes and turn around. I grip the ring tightly and I hold my tears back. He comes in softly but I can still hear him. His next to the bed, I can feel him, I can hear him looking for something, he exits and goes to the bathroom, I hear him looking for something and becoming angry. I pretend to be asleep, while he searches for something. His back looking for something on his side of the bed, I turn around and I see his on the floor looking, he can’t seem to find it. I see him get up and I turn back around.
