Temptation: Confessions of a Marriage Counselor

Chapter 04

Curiosity.

That's all she could come up with the next morning when Eva woke up. Curiosity, and realization had hit her. She was bored. She was bored with her life, her job, her house, her husband. Everything.

All she could do was wake up bright and early, sliding on her running gear as she shifted her hair into a sloppy bun out of her face, vaguely listening to the positive morning forecast. Just then, she had seen Harry stirring in bed through the mirror and she ceased to say a thing yet, just continuing to prepare herself. Harry smiled.

"Good morning," he greeted, eyes squinted from sleep, and trying to block the rising sun from his eyes coming through the window. 

"Morning," she spoke back, a subtle sigh playing on her lips as her eyebrows raised in slight irritation. At her innocent husband? She couldn't quite force herself to admit why. 

"How are you?" he asked, a smile still on his rosy cheeks, not even noticing her overall demeanor. He thought she was just as chipper as he was. "I'm good." she said, a more cheery tone to her voice as she slipped on her tennis shoes. 

"Last night was amazing," he said, a grin of remembrance running over his face. Eva weakly smiled. "I know." she said, trying to keep his pride intact. God what was she thinking?

"I must not have done my job too well if you're running out already.." Harry noted, the back of his head still plush in the pillows. Eva looked over her shoulder at the clock behind him, looking at the little hand nearing the '12'. Close to signifying 8 o'clock. 8 am. Exactly when he said he'd be there.

"I'm just going for a Saturday Morning run.." she assured, smiling lightly at her clueless husband.

"See you later." 

***

Eva slipped her earphones in as she hid behind a tree, looking down the pathway as she saw him approaching. When Zayn got close enough, she quickly ran forward in front of a bench and pretended to stretch, acting as if she was completely oblivious to Zayn slowing as he came to a realization that it was in fact Eva. 

"Hmm, well imagine me running into you." Zayn spoke, pressing his hands on his waist as he caught up with his breathing. She didn't make it obvious, but she was in fact checking him out. He was shirtless, with loose jogging pants adorning his waist.

His waistline was narrow, but his shoulders were broad, his torso lean. He had abs sculpted just the way she liked them, sweat glistening from them. As well as the tattoos she was surprised to notice littered his tan skin. She had only ever saw the little dove on the top of his hand. She wouldn't have imagined he hid all this under his..rather fitting, and attractive business suits. 

'Wait, Eva. What?!' she thought, snapping out of it quickly enough. She wasn't single. 

"Uh what? I can't hear you." she joked, motioning to her headphones as she began to jog off, knowing he'd follow with laughter.

***

"Yeah, but who's beating who's ass, huh?" Eva teased as her and Zayn raced down the stone path, her having only about a foot between the two as she took the lead, her smile a mile wide. Something she'd been becoming accustomed to since being around Zayn. 

She had turned her head to look at him, and listen to him talk a lot smack as they neared a corner. Eva wasn't paying attention to where she was going and then 'Smack!' A bike had to her suddenly appeared basically running her over, her butt falling right to the ground, and her foot instantly shooting with pain. "Ah!" 

Zayn's face instantly went to her 'attacker' and twisted in anger, his brows furrowing. "What the hell is wrong with you, huh?! Huh?!...You gonna knock her down like that?!" Zayn yelled, instantly taking to the male biker by the neck, trying to pull him off his bike. Eva instantly put her hands up, trying to stop him though she couldn't do much from the ground. "Zayn, Zayn! Stop, I'm fine! Zayn!" she pleaded, frantically trying to stop him now as his fists raised to punch the otherwise innocent man in the face for a simple mistake she made.