It was a week later, and Kohl was really busy with work, so I barely saw him. I couldn't help but miss him a little. He got home late, and when he was at home, he was still doing work on his laptop. We didn't really talk as much. He certainly didn't flirt with me or tease me anymore either. It was as if he was keeping his distance. I know this because there was an instance, where I'd been in the kitchen bent looking in the cupboard for something and I'd clearly been blocking his way to get to the fridge. He would usually try to get past no matter how much space that allowed him to move through, just to graze me. But he opted to go around. He was avoiding me. I was sure of it!
And now I was just annoyed and frustrated. While I sat in one of my classes I kept playing everything over and over in my head. I was frustrated when Kohl was full-on and I was frustrated when I got nothing from him. Choose what you want, woman. I didn't know I was lost in my train of thoughts for so long until Dean shook me and waved a hand in front of my face, "Hi, hello? Where did you go?" "Oh nowhere, I was just thinking." Jayden looked at me with a puzzled expression but didn't question it.
I went home to find Kohl's sister in the dining table peeling at an apple. We spoke and as much as I wanted to talk to someone about Kohl. I didn't tell her anything, I wasn't going to talk about this to his sister especially. We'd also gone out to have dinner quickly and came right back.
I went upstairs and got into my pyjamas, I don't know if you could really call it pyjamas. It was a lilac silk nightdress which was held by 2 thin strings. I didn't usually wear a bra at home, but I'd never really worn anything that would show off the fact that I'd been lacking one before either. But today you could get a full view of my sore and totally erect nipples through the slip of my dress. It wasn't even that cold in the room. I rubbed at my boobs over the dress in efforts to calm them down. This wouldn't do. I had to find something like a light robe to wear over, or I could change, but I was too lazy to do so.
I was rummaging through the cupboard trying to find the robe, but I couldn't seem to find one. Where did I put it? As I looked for it, Kohl had come into the room. He instantly started loosening up his tie and then his eyes landed on me. I turned to face him and could see him gulp as he was taking in my appearance. He looked at exposed shoulders to my chest and my bare legs. His gaze, lingering there. He gulped again. He didn't say anything or approach me, he'd just gone right into the bathroom to freshen up.
I slid right into bed, I'd given up on looking for a robe. I looked down to my nightdress at the clear outlines of my boobs. I covered myself with the covers, maybe I should have changed. Well, I couldn't now. Then again, I'd worn less when I didn't have a 'roommate.'
I laid on my side of the bed, facing his side of the bed and shut my eyes. I didn't feel right, and it had felt like it was a lot warmer in the room. "Are you alright? You're sweating." I could hear Kohl. I opened my eyes to see him concerned. "Hmm?" I was quite frantic. I couldn't even form a sentence. "Are you warm?" I nodded instantly. "But you're wearing the thinnest thing, how can you be hot? It's not that hot in here. Wait-" He was checking my forehead temperature. "You're burning up, let me bring you water."
Kohl had left the room to get me some water and a bowl with some cold water with tissues. "Here drink this." I got up a little in bed and took the glass of water, it felt like the glass was heavy in my hand. As if Kohl noticed, he helped hold the glass as I drank. He gave me some pills.
He held my shoulders and pushed me down to the bed so that I was laid on my back. He told me to "try and rest" while he stroked the side of my face and pushed loose strands of my hair behind my ear. He was soaking tissue and placing it on my head and changing it up as I tried to sleep. I felt to puke in the middle of the night, I'd gotten up from bed trying to run to the bathroom. "What's wrong?" I'd woken Kohl up. But I had to go to the bathroom immediately and was straight up puking my guts out. I felt pressure on my head, Kohl was holding my hair up away from me and rubbing my back soothingly.
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Married to my Enemy
RomanceThis is Dara and Kohl's story. Although the both of them practically grew up together that didn't mean that they had to stand each other. For years and years they've avoided each other making the distance between them grow much further until their m...