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10|Purely Business
“You do?” Once again, I spoke without thinking. My words came out as if what he uttered was an answer to a prayer I’ve waited years for a positive response.
I’m thankful for the darkness that looms over this alley. If not for it, this infuriating man would’ve wallowed in the heat crawling on my cheeks. Not to mention the uncomfortable burning sensation in my core that’s still perturbing me up to this moment.
I cleared my throat, rephrasing my statement, hoping to save myself from humiliation. “I mean, you agree, to marry me?”
Xavier sighed, sauntering away, leaving me confused. The patter of his Italian shoes with each step bounces off of the walls. His figure, almost bathing in the warm street light glow, paused and asked without glancing back, “are you coming or what?”
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What he said baffled me, but I didn’t say anything. I waited for him to explain further. “Nadia and I, we came to an understanding that we will keep our marriage, but we will still see other people. Everything is just a responsibility to our families.” “Oh,” I never actually thought of that because again, I acted on impulse, which landed me in this troubling situation. But the effect of this reality turned my stomach upside down. I want to puke all the alcohol I’ve consumed. I knew this was his way of saying there could be no love between us. What was I expecting, anyway? Needing something to keep me going, I finished the content of my glass, hoping it was enough to help me accept this. Something about what he said made
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“What?!” my blood didn’t boil. No, it thickened - fast, like molten lava slipping within each vein, looking for a way out. It tickles every nerve ending in my body, teasing me to let out my fury to the world. “It’s not their choice,” Xavier explained, stepping further into the dimness. “I don’t care!” I hissed, succumbing to my anger. My foot began tracing the pattern of the Persian rug laid on the floor. Each skid of my flat shoes sounds like the wheels of a drifting car. “The nerve of that bitch to set foot in my house!” “Zia, calm down.” He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his jean’s pocket, lighting it up, taking a long drag before puffing out the smoke in the dimmed light of the balcony. Leaning on the stone railing, he had one palm gripping the edges while the other held the slow burning cig.
Falling For My Husband 13|Craving for Sweets
I knew Xavier was speaking. I can hear every word, but my mind can’t process what he meant. I took another glance from the dimly lit garden back to his face, locking gaze with his dark hues. There was something in my chest that disturbed me. It’s confusing, but the sensation of the tight knots in my belly is not helping me figure out what it is. From the contour of my closed knuckles that’s still holding onto his shirt, I could feel his beating heart. It’s as wild as my own, and his chest is heaving the same way mine does. The only difference between us is the calmness in his face. How he managed to put on a show like that is beyond my understanding. I’m pretty aware of how hot my entire skin is. It’s not because of the humidity… it’s because of this man. The burning splash on my cheeks and core clouded my thoughts. All senses in my body are in an uproar, but
Falling For My Husband 14|Decision
One… one, two… one… one, two… This is the tapping pattern of Xavier’s fingers on my knee. His rough, large palm never wandered higher. He didn’t have to. The warmth spreading from his touch is enough to make my insides combust. He’d remove his hold on me when he needed to eat his food and slyly slide it back under the table to resume where he’d been touching me. I knew what he was doing. He’s distracting me like what he did back in my room. It’s working. I managed to eat my food properly - timidly - and my focus remained on myself, in the burning need building up on my core. I’ve ignored everything around me, including the thoughts of Ashley and Calvin and the contemptuousness of dining with them. Never in my life has this happened before. I feel so hot all over agai
Falling For My Husband 15|A Moment
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