My Only Orange [COMPLETED]

Chapter 17

It was a little after one in the afternoon when I felt someone nudging me.
I hummed and opened my eyes to find him all shaven and clean with wet hair cascading its beads in my face.

'I'm famished.', he whispered against my cheek and I nodded with closed eyes.

Last night had been quite a dramatic one and needed to be written somewhere.

I unlaced from the bed and sauntered sluggishly towards the bathroom. After a quick shower, I flew downstairs and opted for something light by taking his sickness into account.

I heard a static news reporter's voice from the lounge and new he was watching TV.

'You're not having lunch?'
I heard him while I was combating with my hair on the patio.

I shook my head up at him and resumed brushing them.

I felt him behind me and he took hold of my brush. Placing my hair on my back, he brushed them oh so lightly and I smiled inwardly.

I closed my eyes and absorbed the moment. Feeling a little tug, I gave in as he pulled my head back for a small peck. I smiled against his lips, feeling his warmth all around me.

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'Did I say something stupid?', he asked scratching his head while I was still picking on my dinner.

I shook my head and kept filling my mouth.

'You're not talking much.', he said with a pout and I stifled a laugh.

Did I forget to mention that he looks really cute while doing these stupid stuff?
Coz he really did.

'Did I worn you out last night?', he asked with curiosity and I again shook my head.
What more I could do?

'Then talk to me!', he exclaimed with exasperation.

'You were really worried about your garnet.', I said featuring towards his ring.

His eyes bulged out and he looked at his garnet. He kept looking at it with scrunched brows and slowly lifted his gaze up at me.

'And?', he asked balling his fists and my throat tightened. Did I say something wrong?

I shook my head again and stood up with our dishes. I washed the dishes while he kept looking down at his ring.

'Anything else?', he asked tracing my lips while we were laying in the bed.

'No!', I said and his leg tangled with mine giving me some new pleasure.

He made me face him and placed his lips on mine. Moving with slow pace, his tongue lashed across mine sending fireworks all over my body.

I explored his mouth while one of his hand snaked inside my shirt, rubbing my abdomen.

He pulled apart and saw where his hand had invaded.

'Fu**', he whispered and smiled down at my abdomen.

He slowly retrieved his hand and laid on his back, leaving me all to myself.

***********

I woke up to bit illumination and moved my eyes around to get a grip over my bearing.

His side was cold and empty. I jerked up and looked around only to find him hunched over on the sofa, tying his shoe lace.

Oh my God
No
I'm not up for it.

I slowly descended down back on the bed and closed my eyes as if I never opened them.

Few minutes later, my the edge of the mattress weighed and I felt his breath fanning my face.

I kept my eyes shut and pretended to be in deep slumber. I was really not up for any sort of run.

What was he doing by the way?
And just then he pecked my lips.
Well I couldn't even show my pleasurism or he would definitely tak me out for the run.

'Ayla!', he purred softly and rubbed his nose against mine.

Couldn't he do this while I'm awake?
I would definitely reciprocate and that too with zeal.

He pulled away my comforter and make me sit up abruptly. I rubbed the sweet sleep away from my eyes and looked up to find him glaring at me.

'Up!', he snapped and thumped out of the room with a grumpy face.

Well yeah!
He couldn't show his love while I'm all concious to cooperate back.

Moron...

We ran together for an hour under the dead blue sky until he chose to call for rain check.
We rode up to the condo hand in hand. A gazed down at our linked hands and smiled. My small ones clasped under his big ones seemed fitting.

He seemed to care but never confessed his love. I gazed up at his sharp features that seemed all brightened up and fresh.
Did he even love me?

A new hole initiated it's boring in me.
No matter how much of a strict husband he had been still my heart had melted for him. And why wouldn't it?
Recalling all those days when he used to be one hell of an ignorant guy while my elder cousins kept falling for him.

I still couldn't believe the fact that he was all mine for a whole year yet I didn't have the courage to even ask about his day.

After a quick shower, I got readied for the first day of my fourth semester. I descended down eagerly and found him all ready in his three piece suit looking way too illegal for this world making our omelets.

Wow!
Husband with perks...

*********

'Hi!'
I heard someone after our first slot. A ginger sat beside me and I took closer look.

Paul!

'You look good!', he said with a genuine smile and I just shrugged my shoulders.
He was the last person that I wanted to befriend.

He opened his mouth then closed it while shaking his head. He sighed loudly then looked at me with a smile again.

What was it with smiles?
I didn't like it.

The bell rang and our new professor walked in. I stayed rooted to my seat and waited for him to go back guess what?
My life is never devoid of excitements.

'I really wanted to know if you forgave for what I did?', he whispered while tapping his pen on the notebook.

I kept shut on focused on the lecture. He noticed my cuteness and didn't talk any further.

'Bella keeps asking about you.', he said while I sashayed out of the hall.

I ignored him walked towards the cafe.

I was chewing down on my sandwich when he appeared again with a smile.

Sheeeesh
He was really getting on my nerves.

He kept shut and sat beside me throughout the day while I screamed inwardly at his stupid audacity.

'How was it?', he asked while pulling off of the curb.

'Cool!'

My phone beeped as I unlocked the condo.

I'm really looking forward to your forgiveness
Paul

I smacked head and was all ready to smash my phone against the wall.
Hiw did he get my number?

Bella

Fu**

Later that day, I drowned myself in work while my phone kept beeping at stupid jokes that he was sending.

Gosh!
Why couldn't my life get any better?

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