"It's not a deep cut but the blood is not clotting."
Ann absent-mindedly put his finger into her mouth and started sucking it.
Michael was on cloud nine. He could feel her tongue dancing around his finger. He didn't expect Ann to suck his finger. But he knew she had done it by reflex. She used to do this before when they were together.
On the other hand, the earth stood still for Ann. She soon realized what she had done. But it was too late now. She could feel his forefinger inside her mouth, could taste his blood.
She cursed herself. "What the hell. Am I a vampire? Why did I do that!" She was surprised by her own action. She was in an awkward situation and didn't want to add more fuel to the situation. She pulled his finger out and looked at it as if checking something.
"There...see the bleeding stopped".
"I bet it would have", Michael said with a really really naughty smirk plastered to his face.
She was melting inside due to embarrassment but still smiled as if nothing had happened. "I will fetch the first-aid box", she swiftly turned around and left to her room.
" What the hell!!... What the hell!!" " She pulled her hair and then slapped herself on both cheeks...
"Calm down Ann... Just behave like nothing happened. Phew."
She took the first-aid box and went to Michael. She gently pulled his hand and carefully applied some ointment while blowing air from time to time and then covered it with a plaster.
Ann was standing very close to Michael. He got a sniff of the most intoxicating smell that he loved. He really wished to hug her tightly right then. He was losing his control, when suddenly Ann looked at him.
"Here you go. Now it will not get infected." She smiled warmly.
"Thank you Anna". He looked into her eyes, his cool gaze meeting hers. He got closer and closer. Their faces inches away. Ann's heart was on a drum roll. She was sure that he would capture her lips anytime now. She was expecting a hot kiss from Michael. She was telling herself to get away, to move back but her legs were sealed. They were behaving like they had been glued to the floor.
Michael was now only inches apart from her lips when he realized what he was about to do. He quickly changed his direction from her lips to her ears and whispered." I'm feeling hungry and I really don't know how to cook. Would you make something for me, wifey?"
Ann was pulled back to reality as soon as she heard this. His words brought a blush to her cheeks. "He's still playing husband & wife?" She cursed herself for how perverted her thoughts were just then. She was amazed at how disappointed she was for not getting that kiss.
She quickly walked towards her fridge to avoid his gaze.
"Why didn't you say so? Is that why you tried to cook before?"
She opened her fridge. "What would you like to have, 'HUBBY'?"
"Anything is fine as long as it's made by your hands, wifey"
Ann rolled her eyes.
" Hmm...Then I will make a Lemon Chicken Skillet along with a veggie salad. You go and freshen up. It will be ready within half an hour."
Ann started taking out the required ingredients from the fridge.
Michael was dancing on the inside. He could finally have a taste of his wife's magical cooking again.
He smiled and dialled Edward's number.