The Stranger Is My Husband

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 10

"A-dam?"

"Adam? I'm not Adam. I'm his twin brother." he said smiling

I was just like 'oh'. I frown my face. And him, his smile became a laugh, a hysterical one. What? Why is he laughing?

"I'm...Just...Kidding." he said between his laugh.

I just looked at him. Seriously? He has the guts to make fun of him. Who he think he is? 'well, his the man who's occupying your mind for how many days'. I was about to walk out, when he hold my left arm and pulled me facing him.

"I'm sorry."

"Adam-

"I'm really sorry" he said full of sincerity. I just stare at him. 'oh, he's such a yummy guy' I think I really have a pervert mind. Because of that thought, I can't help but hold my laugh. He frowned.

"I-I was just thinking of-

"You have a private joke about me I think." how does he know?

"N-no. Of course not. Anyway, what are you doing here? Why are you here? What happened to your car? Why-

"Hey, hey, one at a time," he said smiling. "Do you want to talk about it here on the streets or you want somewhere else."

"I think, we can talk about it inside my house. Which is just over there." I told him pointing to my house. He look at the house over me and look at me again and he nod.

I let him sit on the couch.

"Coffee?" I ask him

"At the middle of the night? No, thank you." he said with a smile

"Oh, yeah. Juice? I have-

"No, it's fine. Water will do."

"Okay." I walk through my kitchen and open the fridge. I was thinking, I barely know him but I'm letting him in my house and he's drunk and I don't have any idea how he thinks. 'what if he's some kind of rapist or worst a killer' no, that's impossible. With a face like that. 'no, you can never judge the book by it's cover.' yeah, the little voice in my head is right. But he paid for the food I had before I think he has a good heart. Urgh! What should I do? Should I get him out of my house?

I heard a voice clearing it's throat and it brought me back to my reverie. I turned to face him.

"A-adam? Uhmm-

"What's taking you so long, sweetie?" Oh, that endearment. It knocks me off my feet. Why he makes it sound so sweet?

"Uhmm, I'm deciding... w-which water s-should I gave you. T-the cold o-one-

"Hey, what's the matter?" He cupped my face which gives me shivers. Oh my goodness!

I blinked many times, I can't find my voice. I walk towards the fridge just to avoid whatever I'm feeling and also get away from him.

"N-nothing. Here." I hand him a glass of water.

"I was about to give a beer but decided not to, because you're already drunk." I said without looking at him.

"No, I'm not drunk. Who told you that. I still know what I'm doing."

I just nod and walk pass him and sit on the couch watching t.v.

"Wait, you have beer here? You drink?" he said frowning.

"No, Zac brought that before here." I stated still my eyes on the television.