Robert tucked her in bed and was about to go back to doing his work when Emma turned and grabbed his arm hugging it close to her. Emma mumbled in her sleep while holding on tightly to Robert's hand. Robert tried to listen to what she was saying in her statement of unconsciousness. Robert looked so amused by her behavior. She was so interesting. Small feet, snoring, and now even talking in her sleep, though the words were not things that could be understood but who would have thought the fierce cat she is while awake is that cute while asleep?
Since Emma refused to let go of his hand Robert had no choice but to lie down with her. Robert took off his outer coat and shoes and lay beside her. When Emma felt the warmth beside her, she settled in closer to Robert and had her head laying in his embrace on his hand. She was so close that Robert could clearly see the hairs at the back of her neck and her fair neck was also in his full view. Her skin was so pale and tender that it looked like water could be squeezed out of it.
She was sleeping soundly not knowing that her sleeping posture was making it hard for a certain person to keep calm. Robert had a seat trickling down his forehead even though the AC was on. He had always been close to her, and they had slept on the same bed countless times, but he had never reacted so strongly before. Robert kept wondering whether it was the issue of her being someone different that her charm was also so strong as to be able to make him a person who always boasted of his self-control to have a tough time controlling his urges as such.
He was afraid to do something that he would regret if he kept on being in the same bed as her. Even after severally reminding himself in his head that she was pregnant and they could not do anything properly and also that she was no longer the woman he had a mutual agreement with this one would kill him first before he even held her shirt when she was awake until he wooed her which was..sigh unfortunately a very very difficult task, he had to accomplish first before he had any thoughts about her. But his manhood just did not listen to his reasoning and chants in his head for it to calm down and so Robert had to improvise.
He took a pillow slowly afraid of waking her up and replaced his hand with the pillow which she snuggled to right away. Robert shook his head in amusement, looking at the little person on the bed holding onto the pillow tightly sound asleep. He then looked at his suit trousers only to face his manhood looking highly active and ready for action. He had no other choice other than to go settle his problem by taking a cold shower.
Poor Robert has to settle his issues by himself. Well, I guess he will have to do so for some more months since his journey to get his wife is still long.
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A few hours later Emma woke up to find herself hugging a pillow on a huge white Chester bed. She groggily looked around still in a state of sleepiness trying to figure out where she was. The walls or the room were all white making her have the thought that she might be back in the hospital, but the bed's design made her drop the thought of being in the hospital. The whole room only had the bed, a small walk-in closet and a bathroom, it looked just like a rest area. Then it hit her.
Emma had totally forgotten that she had fallen asleep in her husband's office. And it was only then that she remembered that she felt like someone was carrying her to somewhere that it definitely would be Robert right, because there was no way he would let another man carry his wife that man was so possessive that he refused to the divorce even after he knew that she was not her original wife. So, was he the one who carried her to the resting area? Emma felt so ashamed she could cry.
'So, I was not dreaming when I felt the pillow was warm and comfortable, Emma's heart stopped...Ooooh no! She kept rubbing herself against the warm pillow when it was not a pillow but Robert's body. She was so dead with embarrassment. She was so dead. She had acted all high and mighty and had kept her distance from Robert just to clearly draw the line between them and show him even if he could have her as his wife legally, he would not have her emotionally or physically but now not even a day had passed, and she had already slapped herself on the face. She knew herself best, she was someone else when she was asleep, always vulnerable and so... Ehem! so unsophisticated, with no care or worries about sleeping manners if it's even a thing. She knew she had probably lost all face.
While Emma was busy finding a way to do away with the embarrassment before she got out of the rest area she could not stay inside forever. Robert was distracted for the first time in his work life, distracted so much that he was still on his first document since coming out of the shower and it had been hours already. He found himself reading the same line every time and still not understanding a thing that was written. Every time he tried to concentrate the image of Emma's neck came into his view making him wish he could go up and suck it leaving his print on the tender skin. That image was just too perfect, the red on that neck would make it even more beautiful.
Robert did not know of the concept of love at first sight, he thought it was just lust after going so long without sex after his wife got pregnant.