My Spicy Orange [COMPLETED]

Chapter 27

'How did you find me?'

This was my first sweetest encounter of lifetime. His moans were like a prayer to my ears. And his feather light touches were my undoing.

I asked him while lightly brushing his peppered chest with my head on it.

'I never lost you.', he whispered while drawing small circles at my back.

Huh?

I pushed up to face him and he grinned.

'You were fast.', he mumbled and tapped my nose lightly. 'But I'm faster.', he chuckled at his inflated ego. I rolled my eyes and laid back on his shoulder.

'With some digging I found out you got back to Kuwait.', he muttered and faced me while splaying his warm palm over my abdomen.

'I was upset...', he trailed off. 'Of course', and chuckled dryly.
'Who wouldn't be? I am the culprit.', he gritted while the veins running down his neck protruded and his heart rate sped under my palm.

I rubbed the area lightly, trying to calm him down. His eyes closed slowly and he gulped with scrunched brows and a pained forehead.

'I was a bast*** to blame you.', he said after long stretches and heaved.

'The only thing that I'm happy about that day is that I married you.', he whispered and kissed me heartily.

'I still can't understand how my mind worked out and I decided to marry you.', he shook his head.

'And I was really taken aback that you got converted.', he smiled. 'I wasn't expecting that. But then again, you are always surprising me.', he mumbled and I snuggled closer to him.

'The fact that you got converted for me and I ruined you the same night, gnawed like a fu**king bitch.', he paused to kiss me again and I cooperated heartily.

We were breathless when he pulled back.

'I came back to your apartment after three days of contemplation but you were gone.', he mumbled while I played with his chest sprinkles.

'And after exactly seven days of one hell of a search, I found you in that park', he smiled victoriously.

I recalled the time, I had moved out of my old apartment after two days of searching for the new one. But still I couldn't remember seeing him after shifting in my mono-roomed apartment.

'I never saw you.', I said.

'I never made it obvious.', he mumbled while nuzzling my nose.

'My heart got ripped that day. You were crying on that bench. And I knew it was because of me.', his voice at the end.

'I couldn't pluck up the bloody courage to come up to you.', he whimpered and the unshed tears stung my nose.

'It became a norm for me to go in that park. Sometimes I got blessed with your presence, but those sometimes were quite scarce. But I went daily.', he nodded while scribbling something on my belly that I couldn't decipher.

'And one day', he paused for a while and smiled at his own thought. 'Zaki tugged along with Maryam. He practically jumped at your sight.', he chuckled. 'I even tried to avert his attention but he's smart. He knew it was you. On our way back to home, he kept bickering that it was you.', he paused again to gather his thoughts.

'He kept bickering and nagging until Zasha chose to spill the beans.', my eyes widened at the thought.

Seriously?

'Why would you tell her that?', I blanched.

He shook his head and sighed.

'It was a mistake.', he mumbled.