In a matter of seconds, Henry was at her side repeatedly questioning if she was alright. The others came later, while Barry quickly ran out to call the resort doctor. Gina tried to be strong, but her ankle was throbbing and she was scared to look at it. It seemed like it was broken and she stared at the puddle of water she slipped on with so much disdain. She was annoyed at having fallen like that, and it was a bit embarrassing. However, the care she was getting from everyone was quite thrilling, but that was soon overthrown by the pain again."Oww," she groaned when Henry tried to ascertain the exact place that was sprained. She instantly hit his head while trying not to let her tears drop, but before she could do anything more, Henry's strong hands lifted her off the floor and she wondered in surprise as he carried her to their room and carefully placed her on the bed. The warmth of a few seconds she just experienced lingered in her mind and against her will, she found herself wishi
Gina wasn't really expecting him to agree to her suggestions, but at the same time, she could see something breaking or maybe forming, she wasn't sure. Either way, there was no need to hide the smile that enveloped her face when he uttered those three words. Maybe, this resort trip would actually help them get somewhere. Still, she knew she would have to form the conversation because Henry wasn't much of a talker, and the things she knew about him were only because she asked questions, specific ones. As she thought more about him, her injury hurt less but she knew better than to move it."You know, I really like your friends. They seem interesting and the stories. Wow. You guys must have been wild in school." She didn't know what she was expecting, but seeing all five guys hug so passionately and with so much vigour surprised her. A part of her expected them to be similar to her husband, brooding and calculated. However, they were the exact opposite and again at her will, she found he
Gina blinked her eyes open in surprise. Instantly, she yawned and stretched which amazed her and she tried to look around. Had she slept off? It seemed so, because the last thing she remembered was talking to Henry after which he decided to get some snacks, and she never saw him again. She sat up in bed, trying hard not to let her make move. It still hurt like mad, but Gina quickly noticed that it tended to hurt less when she was not thinking about it. So she tried to focus her thoughts on anything, anything else and when her eyes strayed to the window, she realized it was night time.When had time flown by so fast, she thought and suddenly, she yawned again. Yes, she needed to get something for them to eat. She remembered seeing a woman cooking at the house, and it wasn't one of the wives so it had to be a resort help. Gina was stuck between lying in bed and waiting for Henry to come, or risk moving her ankle to quench the hunger gradually building up inside her. After a few minutes,
Henry woke up with a weight on his shoulders, and he groaned softly before blinking his eyes open. It was already morning and the sun glinted into his eyes, causing him to squint and use his free hand to shield himself. After a few moments, he tried to use his other arm as saw that it appeared to be trapped. Still feeling groggy from sleep, he turned to his other side to ascertain the cause of his problem. He was already feeling like it was body ache or something had jammed his hand in the night, but nothing prepared him for what he saw. His hand was curled around Gina's lower body and she in turn, faced him with her head on his shoulder and she looked so peaceful.He tried and failed to understand how the whole thing happened, and he found himself going back to the details of last night. Apparently, after Gina walked in on him having his bath, he found himself getting hard. Still, he watched as she friend red and tried to leave, but not after she made sure to examine every inch of hi
When Gina finally came out of the bathroom spending as much time as she did last time, he waited for a few minutes before yawning and stretching like he had just woken up. In reality, a part of him wanted Gina to come back and start admiring him all over again, but after seeing that the moment had passed, he decided to get out of bed. Apart from the fact that he wanted to see her and watch how she was doing, he also needed to ask his friends if they would still be up for staying an extra day. Left to him, he really wanted to do it but he had the feeling his wife wasn't really into it. As he faked a yawn and rubbed his eyes to get rid of the sleep, he could feel her watching him. He wondered why she was being quiet, especially after what happened last night. It was still hard to believe that Gina climbed into bed with him of her own accord and looking at her face in the sunlight, he couldn't tell if she was red from the hot bath or she was blushing. Either way, she caught him staring a
our hours later, Gina still felt enraged by her husband's behaviour. How could he have left her and her injured leg to go back to work so suddenly? She was fuming, but who could she take it out on? Her friends had come over and spent some time trying to cheer her up, and for those moments, she didn't think about her husband. However, they certainly had to leave at some point and now, she was back to her default settings. A part of her felt like calling him to pour out her anger, especially as her feelings only proved to be right. She felt hurt that at the end, everything was just a fluke and once they were back home, he was so eager to allow her be.Feeling angry and a bit vengeful, she picked her phone and called the one person that would come running. Ken. On the third ring, he picked up and the first thing she noticed was how breathless he sounded. What had he been doing? It was two in the afternoon, and she didn't want to assume so she instantly inquired. "You sound breathless. Is
Beside her Ken ran a hand through his velvety soft hair. "Sorry for the smell. I wanted to cover it up, but I guess it didn't work." Gina smiled and tried to shrug it off, as they sat down. She wasn't quite ready to talk about the fact that some things truly never changed, so she was grateful when Ken went to the kitchen and began to ask about her trip. Soon, they settled into a comfortable conversation and until the food was cooked, neither of them shut up. Apparently, Ken was looking for a side job so he could save money and open his own electronics workshop.She had seen him working and he was good at it, but there was no other way to help apart from offer emotional support. As the hours passed, they laughed and played games while Gina tried to remember all the while that this guy could easily break her heart again if she let him. It was nearly nightfall wen she decided to start going home, and Ken offered to drop her off."No, you don't
Roses were not her favourite flowers. That's was the first thing that popped into Gina's mind when she came into he house and saw everywhere littered with roses of every colour. She was allergic to them until a few years ago when the doctor confirmed she had grown out of it. So, seconds after coming back from Ken's house, she was already annoyed. However, the bigger question was who bought them? Coming in, there was no sign of Henry's car so she assumed he wasn't back home. Where he had gone was a mystery to her, but for now, she was focused on finding where the trail of flowers led to.Slowly, she went upstairs aided by the railings as she refused the driver from coming with her into the house. By the time she reached the top of the stairs, it was easy to see that everything trailed to her room and she frowned in confusion. Had someone mistakenly ordered the bouquets and somehow, it came to the house? The men in her life weren't up to the task at all, so a case