Chapter 61

I bit my lips in embarrasment to hear myself speaking such things while his eyes widened a inch to blink at me once, twice and then thrice.

　　I giggled nervosuly.

　　"Well. Well. Did I say skinny dipping? I definitely meant to say ...ermm.... sunny dipping! Yeah.. Sunny dipping it is! See the sun in the sky! So bright", As If planning a revenge on me, cluster of grey clouds surrounded the sun and I looked at Edward to explain again.

　　"I didn't mean it that way, literally Eddie. You know me! I don't do such things! Hell! I never even went to wild parties who encouraged teens to do all that! Really? Have you ever imagined me doing skinny dipping! Without all those clothes! Teens these days-"

　　I cursed my mouth as soon as I saw all the colour drained out from his face, his mouth opened in awe to stare at me and dark red blush crawling sweetly on his handsome face.

　　I coughed slowly. Well.

　　"My my. I took all your time! Why don't you go and take some meetings, it doesn't do very well for your company!?"

　　He doesn't budge from his place a inch while I continued to stare at the building ahead of me, suddenly very interested in learning about it's structure. In between, I felt hotness in my face, the reason he turned his head to look up at my face and for a moment, I was confused thinking if he was trying to catch a glance at me.

　　No, Of course not! Why would he suddenly be interested in looking at my horrible distorted potato like face!?

　　"Would you look at that window its-"

　　"Does it hurt much!?" I heard him asking, his deep masucline voice dripping with concern.

　　I turned my head to look at him in confusion.

　　"I meant that!" he said, pointing at my neck, and I followed his gaze only to look down at water in shame and embarrassment to see him pointing casually at his own hickey and bite marks.

　　Well we can't call it a love bite, now can we!?

　　I adjusted uncomfortably in my position, not daring to look at him feeling very clearly mushy chocolate caressing my butt now.

　　"Emm. It doesn't actually. I am a strong woman Edward. You know me-"

　　"But still it looks..painful" he said cutting me off, his hands reaching my neck to trail over my mark and I winced in pain and the effect of his touch.

　　"I'm so sorry Emi. I didn't mean to do all that. I never meant to hurt you! Really!"

　　Yeah? You did hurt me but not by doing all that but by saying everything we did that night or everything you did to me, it meant nothing to you! You didn't mean to do all that!

　　I saw him holding his head in frustration and sadness.

　　"I didn't know what came to me! Really! At that moment, I just felt that touching you that way was the most natural thing to do in the world! And I... felt...like... I... just... felt.... like marking you... as my own!"

　　Before I could even react or reply, he stood up abruptly saying he would bring me some ointment to apply and I sat there, his words, his dangerous syllables seeping into my heart and and brain and producing butteriflies in my stomach.

　　I stood up eventually and put in the dead chocolate in my bag, dusting my pants and strolling again.

　　Ten minutes later, I was sitting in his office again, looking into all the magazines sprawled on his table and taking sip of green tea.

　　"Here. This might help you ease your pain. I brought a fresh pack!"

　　I stood up and extended my hand to take the ointment when I felt him not letting go of the medicine.

　　"Let me apply it! Come here!"

　　"Edward I can apply-"

　　He took one step forward and without thinking I took three steps back only to wonder why in the name of everything good would I do such a thing!!

　　I suppose I was able to convince my mind about his actions and how he didn't mean to all that to me in real sense.

　　But my poor heart felt betrayed. Cheated. When he was never mine to begin with. I felt used like a thing and being thrown away like a trash!

　　This was new for me. No matter what I had to do for Edward, I never felt used or manipulated. But now I feel completely violated!

　　And it scared me more than anything else. When my heart hated it so much but my brain was the one to convince it.

　　I didn't want to hate Edward. I never did. But if things keep going this way, then I think I might start doing It before I realize its too late.

　　"Emi. What happened? Why are you going... away form me?"

　　I shook my head and calmed my screaming heart.

　　He didn't do it on purpose,Emily! He didn't. He cares for you so much!

　　But now he just seems like a hypocrite to me, my heart said bitterly.

　　I felt strong hand covering my wrist, pulling me forward.

　　"I am Okay Eddie! It's Just that-"

　　"Do you hate me touching you that much?"

　　No. I don't! But I must say, you do it for sure!

　　"No Edward it isn't-"

　　A loud beep was heard before a high pitched voice invaded our fueled futile argument.

　　"Mr Jones, a visitor is coming to meet you! She says she's your Friend!"

　　He looosened his grip on my wrist to look at the office phone.

　　"Who is it!?"

　　"Sir, she says she is Lara Williams. Your friend!"

　　I felt him drop my hand in haste...