"Are you okay? Did he hurt you in any other way?" Ginn stood in front of me with care in his voice and worry in his gorgeous coffee eyes. Gorgeous? What is wrong with me? Why call him gorgeous? Looking back at him, I shook my head in a negative gesture and instinctively looked at Davis. He was bleeding from his soft pale lips. I pushed Ginn slightly away and walked nearer to Davis' side. "Babe, are you okay?" His bloodshot eyes gazed at me and stood up from the ground glaring at Ginn with obvious anger.
"Babe! You just called him babe?"
"He's, my boyfriend." Ginn's face turned pale slightly to my surprise. 'Why?'
"So, he is the Mr. Understanding, Mr. Perfect? Why did it seem like he was forcing himself on you? Huh!" I became speechless to his question.
"He-He-He wasn't." I stammered the answer earning a smirk from him to my dismay.
"I'm out of here." Ginn spoke lastly and marched away leaving me hollow for some unknown reason. Unknown to even me.
Sluggishly turning around to Davis, I apologized and he did the same to me. I spared him one last glance and walked out returning to my well greenery decorated seat. Somethings were not clear to me anymore. Why did I feel angry in fact so angry at Davis for kissing me. We loved each other, right? But I clearly distasted his lips on mine.
Shrugging all the confusion off my mind, I realized that I was glancing at the words written above in italics and bold gold that matched the green theme colour. My heart summersaulted on interpreting the message behind the words, 'Mr. & Mrs. Thompson'.
...…Months later....
"If you so much love your boyfriend, then why did you marry me?" The cool voice sounded behind her. Before she could turn to face and remind him that she already answered him that it was because of his sister and family honour, he back hugged her. The closeness of their bodies abled her to smell the alcohol in his breath that brushed her ear.
"Are you drunk?
"No just drank a little."
He kissed her ear taking her by surprise. She flinched a bit and tried to get free from him. Ginn nibbled her pinna making her eyes drop involuntarily. Her inner conscience immediately screamed to stop the fire that had began to ignite. She began pleading with him to stop his actions but to no avail. The cool breeze that she was previously receiving from the night as she stood on the window balcony was now replaced by the heat arising from within caused by the intruder.
"Ginn stop! Pl-Plea-Please!" She literally moaned as he kissed the sensitive parts of her slender smooth skinned neck passionately. She was helpless in pushing him away as she could not even push her own body to hate the feeling of it. He wrapped his gentle strong arms around her petite waist. Moving his hands sensually around her waist and back, she felt more heat rise within her whole body making her core wetter every single moment. "Ginn!" She moaned whisperingly and unbeknownst to her, she moaned sexily. Her voice just turned him on more than she thought. He was literally going mad every single minute his hands had a taste of her smooth fair skin.
Michan managed to speak to him but his actions did not stop. "Ginn please stop. Control-yourself. This isn't right." she gasped for air as she begged him to have control. Instead of stopping, he turned her and pressed her to the adjacent cream painted wall gently making their eyes lock. Michan parted her lips slightly to speak but he brushed his lips on her soft ones and looked her in the eyes searching for what she did not know. He slowly lowered his head further and sucked her lower lip then kissed her slowly, sweetly and passionately.
Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck and reciprocated the kiss in the same passion and sweetness. She tasted the berry wine on his tongue as he tasted the apple extract, from the apples she had just eaten a while ago, on her soft lips. He snaked his hands under her white peplum top and bushed her nipples slowly making her moan in his mouth. He loved the feeling of her moan for him.
her mind did not stop from screaming for her to stop but she could not bring herself to do it. Was she loving it, she did not know. Pulling her closer, he lifted her legs to wrap around his waist which she did with no hesitation. She was no longer sober as her mind was intoxicated by his every touch. He squeezed her bottom softly and massaged her lower thigh driving her crazy with ecstasy and pleasure. Planting kisses all the way, he trailed down until the sensitive parts of her neck and licked her passionately.
In a swift moment as though a match stick was lit, she jolted down from him and pushed him away. His coffee eyes looked at the beauty worriedly not questioningly. He was this time scared to hurt her feelings and emotions towards him.
"What is it? Did i hurt you?" He spoke softly whilst looking at her intently searching the emotions that ran down on her face.
"No! No you didn't but if we continue, you will. You are drunk and I, I. Never mind. You are drunk so you do not understand what you are doing. This is utterly wrong. We are both in a relationship with different people so let's not do something that will hurt them and later we regret it." Michan spoke in a haste and did not look in his eyes to see the disappointment and hurt he felt at the particular moment by her utterances.
Ginn sighed deeply and strong willed himself to say out his mind not minding what comes next. "What if I say I understand all I'm doing and do not regret what I just did?" he spoke firmly but not loudly. He wanted to make her understand how he was really telling the truth and no mischievous intentions towards her. Trying to walk to her, she backed away indicating him not to get any nearer to her. Finally, he got nearer as the wall held her caged to him and taking advantage of the circumstances, he held and lifted her rosy face to look at him.
"Mich, I do not know what is going on but I can't resist myself from wanting you. Trust me I tried, I really tried. For the past six months I restrained myself from coming near you because all I wanted was to touch you, feel you, bring you close to me and a lot more fantasies just with you. Ever since that damn day when Kristine left me on that pulpit and then my lips touched yours, my mind has always longed for you to kiss you once more again and feel those soft lips on mine again." He sighed lightly and continued. "Tell you what, I thought once I taste your lips once again, it will stop but I want more and more and I have realized that once is not enough. I want you forever."
Michan was now dumbfounded, what was he implying. The past six months, all he did was push her away from his life and always speaking of divorce for them after a year ever since the wedding reception incident. "We can never be. I do not love you and all you are feeling is just lust nothing more. Go to your room and this should never repeat. I have a boyfriend who loves me so much and your heart and trust belong to Kristine. Once she is back, you will forget about these surreal feelings. So please let me go and get out of here." She almost shouted just to prove her point. Michan could not understand why her heart felt rage from two years ago. Never had she kept anger or hatred at someone for long but she felt rage towards him.
Since the bomb had landed on soft ground, Ginn was really hurt unbeknownst to her. She had hurt him just like he did two years back. Sluggishly, Ginn walked heart broken out of her room and stepped into his which was just opposite to hers. What had he done to anger her to that point, he could sense deep anger in her tone earlier. She was not the type to keep anger at anyone as long as he remembered so what was wrong. Would she never reciprocate his feelings. His heart ached at the thought of the occurrence. Will she ever embrace him in her heart, he felt otherwise but he held onto the hope basing on how her body had responded to his touch.