Chapter 47
1175 Words
RIZ
Did those words really come from me? We were standing, and he was still inside me. I thought he stopped breathing while I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole. God! Of all the things I could have said, that was it? I could have just said how good he was… scratch that. I should have just kept my mouth shut.
“Did you just say—”
“I didn’t say anything.” I was pushing him, but our bodies were still fused together, and Justin’s body was like steel—unmovable. And at my size, I had no chance against him.
“Say it again.” His voice was low, and I could barely hear it unless he was this close.
I covered my face in embarrassment. Damn it. It’s too early. Even I felt like my stomach was about to turn. Everything was happening too fast, but the damn attraction was too strong. What I wasn’t prepared for was that it would bloom into love. Or maybe it’s the fact that I am carrying his child? Or is it because he takes care of me when no one else wanted to? Do I love him because I need him? Or do I need him because I love him?
No. There shouldn’t be any reason why I love him.
The next thing I heard was his sigh. He kissed the top of my head and pulled out of me. Just when I thought we were done, he put on his pants without bothering to fasten his belt and lifted me up. I was so surprised that I clung to his neck.
“Let’s wash up.” He carried me to the bedroom, and when we got to the bathroom, he completely removed my dress. Justin was about to take off my underwear, and I raced him to it. He was very quiet, as if he was deep in thought.
Well, of course. He can’t go to the office smelling like s*x and expect people to just ignore it. By the time I had undressed, he was still dressed, as if he was waiting for me to take his clothes off. Our eyes met, and no words were spoken. My hand instinctively rose, and I began to undo the buttons of his long sleeves. I unzipped his pants, and when I pulled down his pants along with his underwear, his c**k was still semi-hard. Justin took off his socks and shoes himself.
We showered quickly together, and when we finished, he handed me a towel. He was fully naked, and while I dried myself, he was doing the same with his hair.
“Are you still going out?” he asked me. When I reached the walk-in closet, he still hadn’t dressed and was picking out a long-sleeve shirt. I opened the other drawer and took a pair of underwear.
“Yes, I’m waiting for Matet. Why?” I put on the panty and followed it with the bra while I was turned away from him.
“Nothing. We can talk later anyway. I have to tell you something.” Why did I suddenly feel nervous about what he wanted to say? I didn’t want to leave anymore. “It’s not bad.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
Damn it. What’s wrong with this bra? The clasp seems broken. It’s new.
“Baby, we haven’t been together that long, but I think I know how quickly you get worried.” He hugged me from behind. “I want you to enjoy yourself and buy anything you want.” He noticed I was struggling to hook my bra. I could hear his soft laugh. My hands were shaking. “Let me.”
“Do you know how?”
He cleared his throat. “If you know how to take it off, you should know how to put it back on. But if you ask me about this on another day, I’ll say I don’t know how so you won’t wear it— Ouch!” I slapped him on the thigh.
“You’re impossible.”
“When you’re at home, don’t wear underwear. You’ll just make it hard for yourself since I’ll just take it off anyway.”
“Justin!” I could feel the heat in my cheeks from embarrassment.
“What? It’s true. But you’re going out today, so you need it. That’s just for me.”
Once I managed to fix my bra, he gave me a firm kiss on the cheek.
“You’re all nonsense.” Deep inside, I felt like I was going to die from excitement. I turned to him and was slightly surprised to see he was still undressed. No wonder I felt his warm skin earlier. “Put some clothes on!”
“After you’ve had your fill of my body—”
“Justin!”
“I’m delicious, and—”
I was stomping my foot in annoyance and covering my eyes. It seemed he wouldn’t get dressed until I agreed with him. I was embarrassed for both of us. “Fine. You’re delicious, so just get dressed.”
The four walls echoed with his laughter. “I’m too lazy to go to the office. Shouldn’t I just go with you?” I slightly opened my eyes and saw him grabbing a white long-sleeve shirt. He was already wearing boxers, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
“You’ll be absent for a few days, and now you’re going to skip work again.”
He didn’t respond. I approached him and buttoned his shirt. I also chose his slacks and handed them to him, then I took a baby blue jumpsuit from my closet. It had ruffled straps, and since it was cotton, it was cool. I would just bring a cardigan in case the air conditioning was cold at the mall. I had white flip-flops, and I paired them with it. It was chic yet casual and comfortable for me and Baby.
When I looked at him again, he was already dressed and just combing his hair. Why was that? Didn’t he have any bad angles?
“Don’t look at me like that. We might not be able to leave this closet,” he said with a grin.
I rolled my eyes at him. “Just a glance, and look at all the dirty thoughts you’re having.”
He walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He looked into my eyes. “You’re the only one I want to flirt with for the rest of my life. Is that okay, my wife?”
My mouth opened and closed, and I didn’t know what to say. That was indirect— Ah, s**t. What did he want to say? I didn’t want to assume.
“If wanting to be with you every waking moment, wanting you to laugh, and taking your sorrows away meant loving you… then I want to do that every single day.”
He loves me too.
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