The Stranger Is My Husband

CHAPTER 14

CHAPTER 14

I changed my pencil cut skirt and a violet ruffled blouse into my fave minnie mouse pj's. All I want now is to have a good sleep and hoping that tomorrow is a better day.

I was about to doze off when I heard a knock on my door.

"Urgh! Seriously? Who'll knock on my door this late night?" I said with full of annoyance.

I almost drag myself down the stairs, my eyes quite close. I really feel so sleepy. I opened the door while yawning.

"Adam?!" I almost shouted when I saw him there, standing outside my house. Smiling at me.

"Hi." he half smiled

"Hey. Uhmm... What, what are you doing here?"

He just tilt his head to his left and look at me smirking.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Come in." my gosh, him standing infront of me makes me remember our topic earlier when I was with my friends.

Before he come in, he hold my hand and kiss the back of it. Like a gentle prince charming huh.

"How are you doing?" he asked as he sat on the couch.

"I-I'm good."

He just nod.

"Uh... Y-you want to watch tv? Do you want tea?" why am I getting nervous? What's happening to me?

He's staring at me. I can't see his face clear because it quite dark I can only see a part of it because of the dim light coming from the lampshade beside the couch and the light from the television screen.

We were just silent for almost a minute. Then the silence was broke by his take of deep breath and he looked away from me and look at the screen.

"Are you some kind of a witch?" he asked not looking at me, his eyes still on the tv screen.

my brows met when I heard his question. Is he trying to insult me? "W-what did you say?"

He chuckled first then he stand up, he moved towards me and put his hands on both of my shoulders. His hands move down to my arms, my elbows until to my hands. When he reached my hands, he entwined his both hands to mine then he step closer to me. He whispered to me with husky low voice, "You are bewitching me, missy. How can I get out of your spell?"

"W-what... what a-are you talking about, A-Adam?" Why am I getting nervouse whenever he's too close to me and when I'm feeling his touch and his warm breath? I'm not like this.

'Oh come on! You've been like that with Zac'

Oh yeah, I remembered that. I was like a teenager and first time to be touched by a man. Just literally touched, nothing more than that.

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2 weeks after the first time Kath and Zac met at Kath's home (this is a flashback):

"I really don't know why this needs to happen." I said with a frowning face and irritated voice.

"Stop being such a spoiled brat, okay? That wouldn't help us to get out of here." Zac told me. I can sense that he's slightly getting annoyed with my complains.

Our parents set a party for their business partners and friends to announce the wedding. Zac and I don't want this party. We both don't want to be in a crowd full of pretenders. We don't want to pretend that this event is fun and we're happy about getting married, when the truth is we feel the opposite. Especially me.

We find a way to escape. As soon as everyone is busy chatting, we took that opportunity to go outside but unfortunately, there are guards that will not let us out since they were ordered by our dads.

We decided to go here, we were on a building rooftop. Zac suggested that we'll go down again when the party is over and I agreed with him. Maybe this night is not lucky for us. We don't that the rooftop doors are being locked at 8pm. The doors are electronically locked, so we don't have a choice but to wait until tomorrow.

"Don't you have your phone? Why not call-

"Do you think I didn't thought of that? My phone is dead that's why there's no way I'll be able to call anyone!" then he brushed his hands to his hair. He's pissed off now, but I think not to me.

I don't want to triger his anger so I just shut my mouth and sat on the floor. Folding my legs infront of my chest and hug it, I put my chin on it and just looking at him. He's leaning his back and resting on his elbows on a half wall, looks more like of a veranda. He's looking up, closed eyes.

"I'm sorry." he said still looking up but his eyes are now open. I just look at him, not sure if he's really talking to me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you." he's now looking at me. He's face is serious.

"It's okay. I'm also sorry for complaining." I said to him with a half smile.

He walks towards my direction and sit beside me.

"Feeling cold?" he asked. I nod.

He wear off his coat and cover it to me. At first I'm hesitant to accept it, knowing that he'll feel cold too sooner or later, but then he insisted.

"How about you?" I asked. Concern is visible in my voice and face.

"I'm fine." he said shaking his head.

We sat here for, I think, 30 minutes. It's 11pm now, we've been here for almost 3 hours and it's really getting cold. I decided to stand up and walk and look at the city lights. I rested my elbows on the half wall and bent down a little for me to see what's going outside. There are still many cars on the streets and all the buildings here has different lights. While I'm being fascinated by the lights, I felt Zac took the coat from me.

"He's being rude again." I said to my self.

But, in my surprise, he stand at my back. He lean his front body to my back and put his arms around me. Body heat huh. I don't know but I can't complain with this. This is better that catching cough and colds.

"I'm also getting cold you know." he whispered in my ear then he chuckle a little.

Nod is only the response I can give him. I don't know why but I'm shaking inside and it feels like his voice gave me goosebumps and it shivers me. And there, in my stomach, it feels like something is flying inside it. Why am I feeling this?

"Z-zac?"

"Hmm?"

"W-what time... do, y-you think we... c-can go h-home?" I'm really trying my best to stay normal but obviously, I failed.

He chuckled first before he answered. I think he can feel that I'm getting uncomfortable. "Maybe 7 or 8 in the morning. Depends on the staff here."

"Okay." is all I can answer.

We went back where we're sitting and sleep there. Me, leaning my head on his shoulders. Him, his arm around me and his head on top of mine.

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I didn't know that I space out for too long. And I wasn't aware that Adam is not infront of me anymore. He's sitting down on my couch and watching a UFC fight. Me, the guilty one, I sat beside him and apologize.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay. No problem." he said not looking at me. I know that it's not okay with him.

"I am really sorry Adam. I don't mean to space out." I said moving closer to him. I put my hands on his arms. 'Yummy biceps. But you like Zac's more than that.' oh, the pervert little voice is awake.

"Sorry."