Complicated. (Sequel)

26.

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The journey back home was soothing yet terrifying. Back on the roads of Abu Dhabi, on the way back home meant forgetting it all. Eira wanted to forget, but she also wanted to remember. There was a small scar in Eira's heart and she did feel a little broken but she had Faris beside her.

He could join all her broken pieces and not complain about it, not at all. He had realised the shift in her mood, the sudden gloominess and he also knew the reason behind it, but at the same time he knew that he would always be feeling the same way if he were in her place.

So all he did was hold her hand and soothe her.

"You have no idea how beautiful you look right now." Faris murmured, smiling at her.

"You always know what to say." Eira responded and her lips twitched in a small smile.

"I do. Our small world has changed a little, hasn't it?" Faris questioned her, a soft expression still on his face.

"I don't know. Do you feel that?" Eira asked back, and Faris nodded.

"I haven't touched you in so long, haven't been inside you, haven't felt you." His response was truthful and honest.

They hadn't been intimate ever since they came to Australia.

"I'm sorry." Eira replied, looking at him innocently.

"Why are you sorry? I just missed you, that's all." His response made lean on him.

The guilt washing all over her.

She had hugged a man that wasn't her husband. She had heard another man's heartbeat and she had no courage to tell that to her husband.

She couldn't lie, but she couldn't tell him the truth either.

"I missed you more, I mean you were right there and I was right there but I still missed you. I don't know how to explain it Faris, but it's like I'm needy, you know? I need you to be by my side all the time. I feel like I'll do something wrong if you're not with me." Eira laid out everything. It was like she couldn't stop speaking.

"What's gotten you so vulnerable Eira?" Faris asked her, his thumb brushing over her lip.

"Nothing, I'll be fine once we reach home."

"You better be. I plan on making you writhe under me in pleasure." He replied smirking at her.

She chuckled.

"Oh? And what will I say?" She shot back playing his little game.

"Ana behibak Faris, Ana behibak." Faris said, in a high pitched voice, as if he was climaxing, making Eira laugh hard. She hadn't laughed like that in a long time.

"Oh God, why would I say I love you in arabic while orgasming Faris? Huh?" She asked, slapping his arm lightly.

"Because you'll be so full of me." He replied cheekily.

In all honesty, he just wanted to make her feel better.

"We'll see."

She responded and both of them remained quiet until they reached home.

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The couple reached home in about half an hour. Faris got out of the car, carrying Hani in his arms who stirred a little in his sleep and then moaned about walking on his own.

So Eira held his hand as he started to walk inside. The weather was hot and humid, summers had just started but who cared about summers when it came to Abu Dhabi? It was hot here almost all the time.