Bound To You

Chapter 45: Realizing Feelings

Yumna's POV

I felt cold hands touching my hot warm cheeks. The hands seemed familiar. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Omar sitting on the bed, beside me.

Omar looked worried. He was checking my temperature. He out his cold hands on my forehead and then to my neck.

My heavy eye lids began to close again. I felt terribly weak.

Omar cupped my cheeks and shake my head again. "Yumna?" He called out, softly.

I opened my eyes again.

"Come on, don't go to sleep now," he said and then looked back where Helen, the maid, was standing. "Did she eat anything?"

Helen shook her head. "No, Mr. Chatti. Actually, I have asked her a few times but she denied it. She didn't even had her breakfast which is why I can't give her medicine yet."

Omar sighed and then looked at me. He looked angry and I just frowned at him and digged in the blanket to cuddle on it.

I knew Omar was going to scold me so I just ignored him. I just didn't had the appetite to eat anything.

Omar sighed and then looked at Helen. "That's fine. Your shift is over now so you can go home. I will take care of this."

She nodded and smiled. "Take care Mr. And Mrs. Chatti."

Omar nodded as she left the room.

Omar sighed and pulled down the blanket from me and looked at me. "If you keep cuddling like this then how do you expect to get well?"

I frowned. "What else do you want me to do, idiot! After all, you didn't got sick like me."

It was unfair.

Omar and I both got wet in the rain, but I was the only person who was suffering.

Omar laughed and then leaned near me and tugged my hair behind my ear. "How are you feeling?"

I sighed and leaned on the pillow. "I am so hot."

Omar smirked. "Oh, I know."

I raised my eyebrow. I didn't understand what he said first but after a while, looking how close he was leaning near me and smirking I understood what he meant and gasped.

My cheeks turned red as Omar laughed again and cupped my cheeks. "Took you long enough to realize, huh?" He chuckled.

My warm cheeks heated up as I stared at Omar. This was new. I wasn't used to having Omar so close to me. It just made me more nervous.

I felt his warm breath closer to my face. I stared at his eyes which held so much silent emotions.

In the past, I couldn't read Omar's emotions because he never showed them but now a day, I was slowly learning how to read his silent words that held on his eyes.

Omar cupped my cheeks and smiled at me. His body had a little weight on me but I noticed how careful he was as bend down, but kept his legs at a side to put less weight on me.

Slowly, he pressed his forehead on my head. I couldn't stop the tingle feelings that was making my heart race like a marathon.

I wondered why I felt like this around Omar only. It was a new feeling but it was driving me crazy.

"Your temperature is getting hotter," he whispered. "What do you want to eat, Yumna? You need to have your medicine after food."

"I don't feel like eating," I whispered back as I slowly touched his cheeks.

"What if I cook you your favorite corn soup?" He asked, relaxing as I traced my finger on his jaw.

In an usual time, I would have pushed him away or would be too embarrassed to touch Omar but today, I felt different. My body just wanted Omar to be close to me.

I put my arms around Omar's neck and pulled him closer to me. I didn't know what I was doing, neither did I bother to reply to Omar.

I just wanted to hold onto Omar close to me. Close to my heart. My body was moving on it's own as if it was craving for Omar's soft warm touch.

I noticed Omar smiling as his nose touched mine. His arms wrapped around my waist.

"Hm, I thought I asked you about food but you seams like you need more than food," Omar whispered.

I laughed at his comment. I wasn't sure why I was behaving like that but I liked this soft tender side of Omar that I was discovering slowly.

I noticed Omar looking at my lips and then at me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, pushing his hair at a side.

"I am just trying to figure out if the fever melted your brain or not," he chuckled. "Although, I am liking this new side of you, Yumna."

I laughed as he pressed a light kiss on my forehead.

"Let me make you some food," he whispered and then hugged me.

I hugged him back, enjoying the warm touch.

I noticed him pulling my hair at a side and whispering, "First let me get my wife feed and then I will get all mushy and cuddly with her."

I couldn't help but to feel my cheeks turning red.

Omar pulled away from the hug and then winked at me, making me blush more. Then I saw Omar getting off the bed and leaving the room, leaving me alone on the bed with a heart full of confusion and embarrassment.

I sighed as I threw my head back.

Goodness! What's going on with me today?

Day before yesterday, Omar kissed my forehead for the first time. Then yesterday, I hugged him and today . . .

I blushed realizing our little moment a few minutes ago.

I was acting so strange. It was like I wanted to be around him all the time. I didn't know it was my fever or something but I knew one thing for sure.

I, Mrs. Yumna Chatti, was falling for the guy I hated the most. I was falling for my own husband, my own Romeo, and my stupid Mr. Bad boy.

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Sorry for updating so late. The two chapters was really hard to write since I had to work on the characters emotions so hopefully you like it!

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Love,
Ella