THE ROOT OF A CYNOSURE

Chapter fourteen

I opened my eyes, anticipating to see my  wide  Anchor- vatana glass wall and have a ten minute view of my  flowers, when it struck me that I was not at home.

I was wrapped up in Damon’s arms, feeling the warmth and his sweet breath. He was still sleeping. It was the first time I ever woke up next to a man. The last time he slept in my arms, I did not fall asleep ,it was just a nap,and nothing happened.

Happened? Last night. Oh my God ! It was a night. But how could I face him when he woke up ?

I closed my eyes. I felt  ashamed but he was my husband. Yes, but I still felt uneasy. How was he going to look at me ? Like nothing happened or  talk about it. He dared not talk about.

I would remind him that I was good at slapping. I smiled. It was a night though. He kept to his promise.He removed the fear in me, dug out the passion in me, transformed me into a woman  and pampered me like a baby. It was good and I liked it.

I wish I  had the guts to tell Reverend Gregory about it. I remember vividly when I was eleven . We were in the church when he preached about chasity. He said it was a great sin for a woman to have sex before marriage. He called it fornication.

He said any sexual  interaction between a man and a woman who were not married  to each other was fornication.He also talked about adultery. It stuck to me.

I never forgot it and I promised  myself never to indulge in any debauchery . But I broke a part when I kissed Damon. It was better we got married because I was not sure I could resist him for long.

I am proud of myself. Kim always said I was obsolete and naive. She started having sex since she was thirteen. Those camping nights, plays in the woods, prom nights, they would make out. Steve tried all he could do to defile me  but I was adamant.

Aww! The thought of another man touching me apart from Damon made me sick. My body and soul was for him and him alone.

“ Good morning,your majesty.” He whispered . He may have been watching me for a while as I drown in my thoughts.

“ Good morning. Your highness”
“ Hope you had ……”

Oh no! Had what? A se*** night? Don’t go there. I can slap, you know.
“  ……….a peaceful night.” He completed.

“ Yep, and you?”
“ The best of my life. Damn tautology: The most best of my life.”

I chuckled
He drew me closer to him and I liked it.
“  I lost the appeal.” I said. “ The judge who sentenced us to sharing the castle and our lives was right.”

“ And what verdict is more accurate than that. But that single phrase got my heart broken.”

“ I was trying to push you away then but…..I have always loved you, Damon.”
“ Just like I have always loved you.”
I sighed.

“ I don’t know how your mum is going to feel about this. I mean, you calling her to tell her you got married without notification.”

He smiled confidently.
“ I called her last night. “
“ What? She must hate my guts.”
“ No. She was angry, astonished and mad but I told her all what happened , not the Pliers-parent part. And she cried.”

“ She cried,can’t you see she is mad at us?”
“ No,cutie. She said you loved me beyond imagination to have taking such a bold step. That was what she wanted for me. She cried because my father was not in love with her and she wanted something perfect for me. She thinks I got it. She wants to meet you and warned me never to hurt you. She made me promise, reminding me of your sacrifices. We are good, honey.”

“ I’m glad to hear that.” I held him tighter.” I am glad I have you.”
“ You are brave,darling.”

“ I had no choice. It was the only thing I could do stop them and be with you. They would have arrested you, jailed you and make me be with Steve. Awwww….I may have contemplated sucuide.”

“ Shhh..” he touched my lips. “ You are mine and I am here.”
“ I know.” I said ,closed  my eyes and   laid my palm on his chest.

“ We are going to have our bath,right.”
“ Hmm…so, who’s going first?”
He shot me  a teasing glance.
“ Nobody is going first. We are going to have it together.”

“Hell no . What ?” I protested.
“  It’s one of the new phase of a connubial tie.”

“ No, Damon. You can’t see me ….”

But he was up already, carried me with his strong hands. I tried to struggle, giggling while I hit him lightly. But he was determined, he carried me like a child and led me away. It turned out to be a real humdinger of a bath. It was while we were in the bathroom, Fahad came knocking. What was it?

“ Hey, get out there.” He said in alarm. “ I think the cops are coming for you.”