Meeting
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Alex:
I want to give her all the happiness. When I entered the room, Emma and Nicolle were talking about someone. I guess it's me.
I didn't hear much but Nicolle was saying she hasn't seen anyone as stupid as I am. I had to ask, who the i***t they were talking about is.
I told Emma to leave me alone with Nicolle and when the words escaped my mouth, I realized what I said. I asked her to leave me alone with my wife in a room. I guess this happens when you think about love all the time.
Nicolle was looking at me with her innocent eyes and her hairs were distracting me. So I tucked them behind her ears and this gave me a chance to touch her face. Her hairs, so soft and her cheeks were like a rose petal. I want to touch them again and again.
I asked her to forgive me for not paying attention in Seattle. I was busy with my own problems and forgot how hard it must be for Nicolle. While talking to her, I was stroking my thumb to her face.
She is so near to me, yet so far away. I wish I could just kiss her, declare my love for her. This feeling is killing me inside.
I told her that I will be leaving to get juice for her, but my heart got the best of me, and I leaned in. The moment I leaned in, I cursed myself. f**k Alex. I was this close and was about to kiss her. But then I remembered what Sia told me, so I controlled myself at the last moment and kissed her forehead instead.
I want things to be slow, and want to know if she wants it too. I want to be sure of what I am feeling and if she feels the same. If she is not Ok with it, I will stop and will never bring it up. But when I kissed her forehead, she smiled, so I guess I can kiss her forehead anytime. I just hope I don’t overdo it.
I went to the kitchen with a broad smile on my face and Emma was talking to Uncle Aunty, who turned towards me the moment I stepped in. I can see they are looking at me and suppressing their smile. Now what did Emma tell them? I quietly went to the fridge, took out some fruits and made myself busy preparing juice for Nicolle.
Nicolle:
"He kissed me on my forehead Emma." I sent her text the moment Alex left the room. I want to jump but I know I can't, but I can jump mentally. I want to do a happy dance.
"Are you sure, maybe he didn't kiss and you are imagining things."
"Emma, this is serious. Please tell me what he is doing right now."
"He is smiling and walking down the stairs. Oh, let me tease him. Ttyl"
Tease him? What is Emma planning?
Few moments later, Emma sent me a picture. Alex was making juice for me. He was blushing and trying to hide his face from everyone. He looked so adorable.
I was drooling over the picture when suddenly Alex opened the door. I quickly locked my phone. I just hope he didn't see that I was looking at his pic.
It’s night and we are looking at my bed. It’s a queen size bed. Yes. And it has a table chair, book cabinet so not much floor space as well. How are we going to fit in?
“I will ask Mom to shift me to another room tomorrow.”
“No, it's ok. She will get worried. She will have hundreds of questions in her mind, and she won't be able to ask you. Worse, what if she asks you. We managed to fit in a king bed. And we both have normal physiques. What do you say?”
Yeah, sure. I lie down with an innocent smile on my face but hell a lot of dirty thoughts in my mind.
Alex:
I lied down near Nicolle. I don't want Aunty to worry about anything and I want to be near Nicolle in case she needs me.
I was trying to sleep when she decided to invade my privacy. Great. This girl is really testing my control. I am barely hanging and she was literally sleeping over me. One of her legs is on my uhmm. And one hand on my chest. Even slightest movement is causing friction against my manhood and it's getting hard. Her face is so close and I can feel her hot breath on my neck. Damn it.
I want to run out of the room and hold her tight at the same moment. Guess I lost. So I wrapped myself around her and turned to her side. She is now completely in my arms. She is so small compared to me. I can cover her easily if I want.
But I still can't sleep. I need to release myself. I am sure my boner is poking her. So I moved quietly making sure she was still asleep and moved towards her bathroom. I am already so hard, a few strokes and I should be good. All I had to do was think about our kiss. Her hands in my hair, my lips on her neck, her hot breath on my neck. I groaned and started stroking fast. f**k. This is getting tough. I guess the moment I accepted I love her; it’s becoming more difficult for myself to control my feelings. I closed my eyes and bent my head backwards. I held myself tight and with a final hard stroke, I was done.
My breathing was fast and I was sweating, so I decided to stay in the bathroom for a few minutes before heading outside.
I went inside the room, and she was now sleeping on the whole bed. Hardly leaving any space even for an ant. I chuckled and clicked a pic of her. She looks so innocent. It kills me to think that she went through all that pain. But she is very strong.
I guess that's one of the reasons my love and respect for her is increasing day by day. She pulled herself together and now is taking care of not only herself, but also the little life growing inside her.
I sat on the chair, it's uncomfortable but when I am sleeping near her, I can't see her face. Here, I can see her and her expressions which she is making in sleep and I wonder what she is dreaming about.
Nicolle:
He slept on the chair again.
"Alex?" I tried to wake him up and he woke up instantly.
"Hmm." His voice is hoarse, heavy and sexy. He stretched his hands and rubbed his eyes before opening. I just want to sit on his lap and kiss him so hard that he is unable to speak for a few days. Nah, I don’t want that but his morning voice is making me crazy.
"Looks like someone is feeling a lot sleepy here."
"Oh no." He sat up suddenly and started looking for his laptop. "What time is it?"
"9. Do you have a meeting?"
"Yes, I have a meeting at 9. s**t, this is the first time I will be late. Can you please help me in setting up for my meeting? Please take out my shirt and suit from the wardrobe." Of course he bought one the moment he decided to stay here.
I gave him the suit and he changed his shirt in front of me. I have seen him, his scars but he never changed in front of me. I think he realized it too as he stopped for a second and looked at me with widened eyes.
He is standing still and I can see all the scars on his arms. I guess now is the time to clear everything, so I stepped forward. He didn't react and I touched one of his scars. The touch brought him back to reality.
He flinched and quickly put on his shirt. I tried to ask him but he turned himself in and started his laptop.
"I know you have questions. Can we discuss it after my meeting?" He asked me while looking at his laptop. His voice is as cold as ice.
I nodded and left the room.
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