Our Night can be a Daze

Chapter twenty-three
Henry
I look at her for a while, then let it falls on her exposed breast.
Unfilled desires from last night crept on. I let out a sigh, I shouldn't be doing this.
"What are you doing!" She screams, suddenly forcing my eyes back to her.
I raise a brow and waited.
"Why are you with a towel?"
I blink once as if I can't comprehend what she just said. She was holding me so close last night as if she wanted more.
But I chose to be manly enough and let her be. I don't believe she's acting so strange this morning.
"We are married, remember?" I mutter thickly before striding to my drawer.
I seriously didn't want to do this but I just make sure she slept in my room last night. Which I succeeded, though, I'm still yet to find answers to why I behaved like that.
I was not supposed to kiss her, I was not supposed to touch her breast.
How did I lose control? It was just the same as that day in the car. I nearly let the beast in me take control.
I don't love Hattie. Whatever I felt for her was just because I was pressed and needed someone to cool the heat I was feeling inside.
"Did_," she started and stops when I turn to look at her, a short in my hand. She turn away quickly and not before I caught the blush on her face.
She looks so adorable like that. I let out a soft chuckle before I could stop myself.
"Please get dressed and let's talk," she fumbles for word.
I wear my shorts and get on the bed.
When she turned her head again and sees me close, she let out a gasp, parting her lips slightly and reminding me of last night again.
Gosh! Why can't I just forget about this?
Her eyes went wider and darker. I had to suppress the need to laugh so she wouldn't feel so embarrassed.
"You were saying something?" I remind her thickly, though the teasing hasn't died from my voice.
She swallows harder and her hands squeeze the blanket so tight her knuckle nearly turns white.
She's acting strange again.
She looks away, "I wanted to ask if we did it," she says softly, picking her word wisely as if she was scared of offending me.
"Of what?"I feign ignorance.
She takes another deep breath and I cough simultaneously to stop me from laughing. I am actually enjoying myself.
"Did we have sex?" She blurts out, quickly as if she has wrestled with her inner mind about it. She looks adorable again and cute. Just like she looks underneath the moon yesterday.
Or when I laid her on the floor and kissed her. The heats in us both, the wants and desires screaming out of us.
We are married anyway, we should do this.
I let out a sigh so she would hear alright, " I can't believe you forgot something like that," I feign sadness as I lay back on the bed.
Her head whips towards me, " What did you just say?"
I nod briefly, "Our first time together was fun and I wanted it to last longer but you suddenly drift off to sleep."
I'm such a good liar.
" That's a lie! I should have seen proof if we really did," she says as a matter of factly.
Hattie has really changed to me. She looks too full from the last time. Now, she's with boobs and killer arse.
When I sucked it yesterday, it felt Fuller and I loved it.
I shrug slightly, "You saw the change of clothes, didn't you? I just couldn't let you stain my bed," I smile at her, " We enjoyed our first time."
Heat rose to her cheeks and her lips thin, " Did we do it in the garden?"
I watch her for a while before nodding my head briefly.
She recoils away, falling in the process. I look over at her on the floor.
"Why?" Her face was straight and free of emotion. She also seems on verge of tears. Though, I find her strange too.
"We are a couple, remember?"
"You are not supposed to take advantage of me!" She yells at me, " Sex is something that should happen with the consent of both partners."
I sigh, frustrated, " Speaking of consent. Have you forgotten when you pulled me closer and told me not to leave you?" I raise a hand towards her and cup her face, " You held me like this and said, 'Don't leave me. Have you forgotten?"
I get down on the floor beside her. Her eye widened with surprise.
"And then," I take her lips in quickly before she would recoil away or so I thought. She didn't push me away and she didn't participate in my little game.
I tried to get inside her mouth but she block my entries and suddenly push me back.
I look at her, angry at her actions and surprised at mine. Did I just lose control again?
Hattie gets up and rushes away to the bathroom door, "Stay away from me!" She warned, voice firm.
I study her for a while, my eyes moving to her full breast. I doubt she knows that one of her breasts is exposing and urging me to taste.
But this is not what I want, not what I have planned for. I was supposed to make her pay for luring her father into thinking I'm so in love with her.
That alone makes me hate her the more.
So, my main reason for coming into this marriage is to get out of it. I will make sure I do all I can to frustrate her life and make her request for a divorce.
But what does she wants exactly?
One minute, she's calling out to me. And the other, she's sending me away.
How do I know how to react to her?
I walk to her slowly and watch her step back, in fear.
She continue to move backward until there was nowhere to move to.
"Stay away from me!" She yells, a hint of fear vivid in her voice.
I place my hand on the wall over her head, my body moves to rest on her, pinning her down