Wooing His Wife | ✓

Chapter 15 - Gleaming Desires and Love

Anika frowned looking up as she saw him leaning against the wall. 

"What is so amusing?" She snapped irritated.

He grinned. "Darling, you suck at hiding your frustration."

She stared at him. Darling? Ignore Anika, ignore. She pushed open the door.  "Good night!"

"Won't you offer me anything? Water?" He asked surprised. "I think I would love some water. "

Anika wondered what was on his mind. She was already mad at him and herself. To add there was so much work at office that left her tired. She simply walked in, placing the keys in the key-hanger and making her way to the kitchen. She heard the door shut followed by footsteps. She got out a fresh glass and got out the water bottle from the refrigerator, knowing very well her husband preferred cold water mixed with normal. He hummed as he saw her mixing the water. An inevitable smile made way to his face. He was tempted to give her a back hug. 

Before his hands were slaves to his desires he quickly placed it on the kitchen counter and leaned against it. She turned and narrowed her eyes at him momentarily. "Water!" She extended her hand to give him the glass.

"Water!" He stated quickly, chiding himself for being so lost. 

She folded her hands waiting for him to finish. He stared at her and slowly brought the glass to his lips. As he slowly gulped the water Anika's lips parted. She wanted to be the water he wanted! 

She turned away quickly and took the water bottle placing it back into it's place. He placed the empty glass by the sink and smirked. She certainly did not know how to mask her thoughts. 

She smiled turning at him, "done?" Her voice was extra sweet, as though taunting.

He nodded a smug smile making way.  As he walked to leave the kitchen, he changed his mind. He turned and quicker than her eye could catch, grabbed her shoulders pushing her to the wall. A gasp left her mouth. He quickly slipped his palms into hers. Her rasping breath and confused eyes got him lost. He slowly inched his face closer. "Shivaay!" Her voice got him. She had the reins to his control in her hands, she should freaking know. 

He simply stared at her, cursing himself mentally. He was doing so well from past few days. Why did he have to be tempted now? Distract yourself Shivaay. "What's bothering you?" He asked seriously this time. 

She stared at him dumbfounded. He was talking when he could do so much more? That was point one. Point two – he really didn't know? 

"What is on your mind?" She returned a question. 

"What do you mean?" He asked baffled ass he, like always returned his question with her question.

"Do you plan to be my chauffeur for life? " she asked irritated. He once again smiled amusingly.