“You have attitude of grouchy,” I said to him and look at the Tv screen, we are watching international news. I found another attitude of him.
He frowned, he doesn’t fit to be a woman. He will be always in his red days and if he became women I feel pity for his boyfriend because of he is always grumpy.
I came closer to him and hug him from his waist. I miss him so much. He smell like jade strong yet manly perfume. Even it’s already night he spray perfume, is he seducing me?
“Do you wanna sleep?” He said slowly and gentle while he is caressing my hair.
Perfect scene, a cold room, dim light and hug by the person you love while he’s caressing your hair.
I think of my answer. I am thinking if I feel sleepy or not.
“Hug me.” I tighten my hug to him and I said that like a kid, “I really miss you, Kiki.” I said sincerely.
He sighed and lay me on his chest while while my head is laying on his arms.
“I’m sorry.” He said deeply while lovingly looking at my eyes.
“Don’t do it again because it hurts me.” He is hard to coax, “I supposed to be acted like that because I am the woman here but it turn around. We haven’t done to Nemo and Poques.”
I glared at him when I remember the two.
“What?” He looks defensive.
“I know that stare.” he said nervously.
I made my face looks more serious, “who is Nemo? And who is Poques?” I face him.
He averted his eyes. He was hiding something from me and earlier when I asked Nemo he changed the subject. Why doesn't he want us to talk about her if he's not hiding anything from me?
“Who’s Nemo?” I asked again.
I couldn’t help but lean on the headboard of the bed and strike him on the arm. He was annoying.
“I don’t know who’s Nemo. What the hell is that name?!” He asked frustrated.
I want to laugh but I'm more disgusted.
"Nemo, is the one with you at the party!" I told him annoyingly. That name sounds disgusting, maybe her parents doesn’t love her that’s why they name it to her.
He frowned.
“What happened to your cheeks?” He held my cheeks and he examined it carefully. His forehead was still furrowed as he looked at both of my cheeks.
He's really good at changing the subject. If I don't talk to him for weeks, I'll make sure his destination is at the mental hospital.
I slapped him in annoyance.
"You're really good at changing topics, noh!" I said stiffly to him as I looked mad, "who is Nemo ?!" I shout. My eyes are burning fire, ready to strike him so he will tell me truth . why it’s so hard for him to tell truth? He will just say who Nemo is and the discussion is done.
“The hell?! I don’t fucking know who’s Nemo.” He massaged his temple. This lawyer is brainless and stupid.
Feeling amnesia. I slap his arm again. He don’t want to tell me the truth.
“That woman in the party!” I shrieked. I wanna eat him alive now. There’s something between them because he don’t want me to know. If she’s not important he already told me and answer my question. Is that hard to answer my question?
His eyebrow crease and look away, “she’s not important.” He said shortly and acted watching TV.
“Really?” I challenged him and I made sure my voice sounds in disbelief.
We are fighting again, I am starting a fight. Why he don’t want give me a peaceful night and assurances? Lorex is always giving me that before without asking him.
“Don’t start a fight.” He warned me yet he sounds nervous. He may doesn’t look nervous but I feel it. Our soul are just one and they are connected from each other.
“Aren’t you going to tell me? Okay stand with and tomorrow I am going to Kenzo’s condo and sleep there!” I shouted at him and turn my back, showing to him that I am mad.
He signed in stress.
“Okay, I’ll tell you but please, promise me a one thing.” He stops and look at me, “don’t fret and don’t overthink.”
I nodded at him. I really want to know what connection he has with Nemo.
He sighed again as if he was having a hard time answering the question and my question was the hardest question ever asked of him.
“She’s my ex-girlfriend.” I didn't speak and I just looked at him and he did the same to me.
“But we are done. We are just friends and don’t jealous. She’s nothing on me. It’s been years since we became a couple.” I still haven't spoken.
“Aren’t you going to talk?” I frowned when he asked me and I saw that his ear was turn red. Left ear.
Ex-girlfriend? Why he is still with her? If they are already ex then the relationship, connection and everything must ended up there. Ex lovers can’t be friends anymore especially if there’s a new present. I hope Kienzo is thinking and considering my feelings. Worst part is he introduce her as his wife. He is not of me, especially on how I look at.
“Okay.” I gave a short answer and went to bed and cover myself with a blanket. I turned my back on him.
“Hey.”He held me by the shoulder, “I knew it. I know you will be jealous. ” He said as a matter of fact.
“You turn the table again.” I heard him murmured of something.
“Hey. Talk to me.” He said softly and there was a softening in his voice.
When I did a mistake to him did he already talk to me and fix the misunderstanding, no right? But in his situation he wants us to be okay. He made me suffer and hurt me before. He is unfair and all he think is about his feelings.
“I am going to bed, Goodnight.” I said dry and I totally hid myself in the blanket.
He never think of my feelings, he already know that I love him.
He was the one who is numb her, not me and never be me.
I heard him heaved a sighed.
“Wife, please don’t be mad.” He begged. Wife? Asshole! Did he called me wife? I ama not deaf and this is the very first time called me like that, he never called me any endearment, just like what I said he is boring and you need to adjust for him.
“She’s just my ex.” He explains. Asshole! No matter what I won’t talk to you!
He tried to get the blanket but I slap his hand and glared at him. Now taste on what you made me feel. Experience and regret it.
“C’mon it is not good to sleep that we are not okay.” His eyes are begging.
I did not respond and hid myself in the blanket again.
“Wife, please, we just get fine, let us not fight again.” He beg at the same time he is being gentle.
He force me to talk to him but he can't force me and he finally give up.
“I know you are not yet sleep and please let me hug you,” He murmured. His voice his deep and husky, he smell like a lavender too. Maybe his breath smell like a lavender? Hihi.
I wanna stub a beef steak to release my anger and negative feelings.
Just a few minutes later he felt it lean against the headboard of the bed.
“I really can’t sleep knowing we’re not okay.” He said in a deep voice and I know he is looking at me.
“Claire.” He called her name as if he’s warning me.
“what?!” I shouted when carry me stand me and he made me face him.
“What’s with you? You’re not talking to me!” He bursts out on me.
“This is the reason why I don’t want to answer your questions.” He said Annoyed and frustrated.
I still didn’t answer and just stared at him blankly, just like what he did to me.
“Aren’t you going to talk to me until tomorrow?” He looks upset.
I saw him rolled his eyes.
“Okay.” He gave up and sighed deeply.
Minutes had passed when my eyes widened at what he did next, he suddenly pulled me by the nape and kissed me. I tried to push him but he pulled me closer to him from the nape. I want his kiss.
"If you don't speak you'll regret it tonight." He said deeply between our kisses.
He kissed me again and inserted his tongue and he immediately searched for my tongue. I sighed at what he did because I couldn’t resist. This is just a kiss yet I am giving int.
He lay me down on bed and his kiss travel in my neck. A moan escaped from my lips.
I know I’m angry and why do I seem to lose my anger, annoyance to him?
He pinned my hands above my head while he’s kissing me. He stops from kissing me to remove his shirt. I was devastated when I saw his chest and he looked at me, the way he looked at me through to my soul. The viscosity of the way he looks at me. It feels like he had been waiting and longing.
I feel like I'm going to faint when he looks of me, dying to melt. I can’t explain his stare because I’m about to melt.
He looked down at my chest and took off my clothes. I tried to stops him but he didn’t let him. She also quickly took off my bra.
I let him do his thing on my breast and I put my hand on his neck while gently caressing.
“Hmm.” I moaned when he cupped my right breast so hard and he’s eating the other one. This feel great
I pulled his hair.
His lips came back to my lips to kiss me and his two hands were on my chest. The size of his palm were right on me.
“Damn!” He murmured.
My hands traveled on his shoulders up to his broad chest.
“Fuck this!” He was so annoyed when he couldn't remove my shorts. "You shouldn't wear anything." The speed of his moves.
I could still feel his kiss on my chest and lips when he took off our clothes and his kiss went down there.
I tried to stops him because I suddenly felt embarrassed.
“You can’t stop me now. I am mad. Damn mad.” Instead of being scared I feel excitement and biggest turn on him.
“Kienzo! Hmm!” I moan on pleasure, I feel his finger down there, in my clitoris while kiss tongue is traveling all over my body. He had experience of this.
“Ahh!” I am suppressing to moan or to make a noise.
I hold on to his shoulders tightly. He is moving too fast and he is already down there.
It feels like he have a urgent things needed to do.
The slowness of every movement of his finger inside me. "Kienzo!" Annoyed I called his name when he stopped.
He lay on tops of me, “now, are you still mad?” His voice is seductress and it is husky, it made me turn me on more.
I ask myself, am I still mad at him?
I don’t know the answer neither.
“Damn! Claire!” He called my name in pleasure and he kiss me again and he get my hand and put it on his between of his tights. He let me touch it and play with it.
“Play it.” he Demand. He is giving me a permission to do that kind of thing.
I stop from the kiss and protest, “ I don’t know how.” I said nervous.
“I’ll teach you.”
Just like what he said he taught me to move it up and down.
“Make it faster.” He is getting out my breath everytime I am making it fast.
We are stopping from kissing every time he is gasping for air. The tension is getting deeper. I felt that it’s getting big and it is expanding. It became fat and long.
I close my eyes while doing it to him.
He groaned and moan and remove my hands out of it.
“You don’t know how to do it.” He commented I don’t sense any annoyance in his voice.
He kiss me at my chest.
I moaned to what he is doing He’s doing his tongue there very well while his both hands are in chest, giving me a soft massage.
“I won’t stop myself anymore.” He is having a hard and his is breathing deeply and hard.