For so reason, whenever he told not to worry, I always found myself worrying about him. At least it seed like he was just coming ho late to avoid because of our argunt from last ti. I wanted to ask him more about his work or what was going on in his life but decided to hold my tongue.
“It’s all done now. Your hair is dry now,” I announced while feeling a little proud of myself before putting the hair dryer to the side.
Silence settled in between us, and I realized that we were alone in his bedroom and on the bed together. I knew that I should leave before sothing would happen, but just when I was about to excuse myself, Brandon reached for my hand and entwined his fingers with mine. His abrupt and unexpected action made turn towards him and our eyes locked.
“I should leave,” I quickly said.
Despite my words, I found it impossible to tear my gaze away from his srizing blue eyes. My chest tightened and I realized that I had started feeling very conscious of his presence and his close proximity.
“Thank you for taking care of , Dahlia...” he thanked with a warm smile.
“You don’t have to thank . I’m just glad that you’re fine,” I replied while trying to sound natural.
Bradon continued smiling at and his intense blue gaze felt like it was glued to my face. I felt my heart race even faster in my chest and knew that I was operating on borrowed ti.
I need to get myself together and get my ass out of here...
“I should leave now so that you can get so rest...” I said softly to excuse myself.
We stared silently into each other’s eyes and I wondered if he could tell what I was thinking. I knew that I had to look away and get a move on but it felt difficult. When I managed to break our eye contact and shift my body to get off the bed, Brandon wouldn’t let go of my hand.
“Don’t go, Dahlia,” he said with a small hint of pleading in his tone.
He’s not playing fair...at all...
“But I should...” I began protesting.
“You should stay here and take care of your husband when he’s sick. You’re worried about , right? That’s why you’re here after hearing from Jenna that I’m not feeling well,” he said with a pleased nod of his head before showing a knowing smile.
It was true that I was worried about him. However, I tried to tell myself that it wasn’t just for his benefit. things would be difficult for too, and also for my plans if he were to get sick. On top of that, I kept telling myself that it was normal for to feel worried after hearing that soone else had fallen sick. It was all part of being a considerate and empathetic human being.
“You’re right. I was worried about you when I heard that you’re sick. And that’s why I thought that I should check up on you to see if you’re doing okay...” I replied flatly.
“Then stay with . You can’t sleep anyways, right?” he suggested while sounding overly too clingy.
I had no idea why he was suddenly acting this way because it was so unlike him. His blue eyes seed to plead for rcy and for to take care of him. I felt a fluttering feeling in my chest and then I wondered if I would regret leaving him alone when he wasn’t feeling well. Bradon kept on staring at with puppy eyes and it made feel like I would be in the wrong if I didn’t go along with what he wanted. Even though I knew that I was being played, I couldn’t find it in to leave him while he was acting vulnerable like this. I hesitated and that was when I knew that I had truly lost this mind ga that he had started.
“Just stay with , Dahlia...” he said as if making the decision for .
“I should...” I said before trailing off.
“You should stay and do as I ask,” he surmised as his grip on my hand tightened.
Suddenly I felt myself being pulled forward as Brandon suddenly laid down on the bed and pulled along with him. I gasped in shock when I suddenly found myself straddling on top of him. I was so stunned and all I could do was stare down into his blue eyes. Seeing Brandon’s attractive face as he laid on the bed made my insides quiver and my chest tighten. For a mont, my body stiffened and my mouth went dry, and I didn’t quite know what to do. I heard myself letting out a small whimper when his hands began stroking my waist before smoothly making their way down to cup the sides of my hips. All the while his srizing blue eyes watched my every reaction and I couldn’t bring myself to look away from him.
The intense way in which he was staring at my face and the way his hands were skillfully caressing the sensitive parts of my body, made my insides clench as heat began settling in my lower abdon.
"Wait..." I murmured as I tried desperately to keep myself from moaning.
Instead of waiting, Brandon slowly began stroking my thighs before inching upwards until his hands disappeared under the hem of my short nightgown. His touch felt so hot and I wondered if he had a fever. No matter how much I wanted to ask him, it felt like my lips could no longer form words. I bit down hard on my lower lip to stop myself from moaning as his hands inched up my thighs towards my throbbing core.
“You like it when you let your guard down around . It’s quite cute...” he comnted as his fingers skillfully teased the soft flesh of my inner thighs.
"Ahh...Ahh..." I moaned despite myself.
–To be continued...
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