Chapter Fifteen

Eveleen' 's POV
Yesterday memories were floating in my mind. I was thinking the whole night about her. I blinked several times to throw away the blur. My eyes were feeling odd to me. His arms were securely around me, to salvage me from evil. I gripped his hand to remove it from around me. It was stapled around me. He stayed with me the whole night. It was new for me. I didn't wanna wake him up. I kept my head back on his chest. He wasn't that bad, his thought spreaded a small smile on my face. But my heart was aching to think about Rose. Tears escaped from my closed eyes.
He stirred suddenly, " What's wrong? " he said in a husky voice.
Seriously for a few seconds, I forgot where I was. I brushed my hand on my cheeks, " Nothing, sorry I've awoken you. It was by mistake." I said in a slow voice.
" Are you crying? You can't alter what happened in the past. " He asked, caressed my cheek
I nodded my head, " Yes. You're right. " I murmured, sitting on the mattress.
He stepped down from the bed. He picked me up and went to the bathroom. He put me on my feet, " Wait here. " he said, going out of it.
What would he do? I didn't understand it, Why he asked me to wait for him in the washroom. It was astounding to me. After five minutes, he came back with his suit and my clothes in his hands. It was so embarrassing to see him with my personal stuff. My cheeks were burning, I could tell my cheeks must be tomato red. I hid my face in my hands.
" You're blushing. " he said, hanging the clothes.
I didn't reply to him. I was fathoming what he would do?
He gripped my hand, taking it away from my face.
" You should be pregnant right now. " he said, pulling me to his chest.
My mouth gaped with shock. I was gawking at him. He is the same guy who told me, I can't give him anything. It shocked me to hear from him. He put his finger beneath my chin and closed my mouth.
" We're starting from shower. " he said, signing at the shower.
" What's that mean? Starting from shower'. " I asked in awe. My eyes were widened with shock.
I was hearing my speedy heart beats. I wasn't fearing, but a strange feeling engulfed me. I was liking it. His closeness, his touch. But I wasn't sure about his demand, I didn't know, was I ready or not?
" I'm taking it slow and we're starting from it. " He said, suddenly water was pouring on me. I glanced at him. He turned on the shower. He was smirking.
" You haven't any need to do it. You don't even like me. " I uttered instantly.
He frowned. I clasped myself with my solid grip. Water was falling on me as uncountable thinnest drops. He picked the shampoo, poured it on his hand and gently started to wash my hair. He was softly touching me, as he would hurt me. I closed my eyes. He tenderly rubbed my scalp. He took a long time to wash my hair. My heart returned to it's normal beat when I was sure he wouldn't go against what I want, I was staring at him astoundedly.
He looked in my eyes. I was still watching him in awe, with wide eyes. He smiled at it. He did it in a limited way.
" Bathe! " he said, giving me a towel. He shut the blurry glass door behind him, stepping out of it. This blurry mirror wall divided the washroom in two pieces. I took off my wet clothes. I washed myself swiftly and wrapped the towel around me. I didn't slide the door. I didn't wanna see him washing himself. I waited for him to knock on it.
First he knocked on it and after two minutes, he slided it open. He had wrapped a towel around his waist. Wow! His V-shape, hard muscular body made me licked my lips.
I knew I was checking on him. He was grinning, catching my sight. I shifted my eyes on the marble floor. I was strongly holding the towel. Weird part of me, I wasn't feeling awkward in the towel in front of him. Because somewhere I knew, I was safe with him and I'd be. He advanced his hand toward me. I glanced at him and I took it.
" Your dress. " he pointed, " I'm waiting outside. " he said, kissing my forehead. When he turned from me, I touched my cheek, it was feeling hot behind my hand. I took a deep breath, which I was holding. I gulped a huge amount of it. I was staring at his back again.
Why did this change? He was always good with me except um.. . . He treated me nicely. Does he want a baby? Or just being extra nice because I was extremely upset last night. Definitely, he wanted a baby. We could adopt it, if he wanted as I need some time. I was feeling afraid to tell him this.
I lifted the dress, It was white floral skirt and lemon green full sleeves blouse. I donned my dress and combed my wet hair. I stepped in the room. I ran my eyes around. He was engaged with his files, wearing white shirt hugged his hard muscular skin and blue pants, his coat resting on the chair. I stopped myself in front of the mirror. I put lotion on my face and exposed skin, eyeliner and mascara. I picked red lipstick.
" Put pink one alike the first time I saw you. " he said, sending shivers down my spine.
It froze for two full minutes. Memories flooded in my mind. That was pink glose, which I didn't have right now. I picked the pink lipstick and applied it. Does he remember? But why? I'm not important to him. I could see in the mirror. He sauntered toward me. His hand crawled on my bare waist.
" Hm, perfect. " he said.
I didn't know what to say, so I gave him my best smile, " Do you want a baby? " I asked with hesitation.
He studied me for a while, " What made you say so? " he asked.
" You said, I should be um.. pregnant. You know what happened now? " I said, escaping to see in his eyes.
" What happened now? " he asked in a whisper, a smile tugging on his face.
Genuinely speaking, I didn't have an answer for this question. So I chose to be mute.
He turned me to face him. I kept my eyes on his collar bones. I took his coat between my fingers and started to dig my nail in it. He put his hand on my hand. I stopped digging.
" Let's eat. " he said and pulled me out of the room with him.
I halted him. He furrowed his eyebrows, " Why are you doing this? I don't even know, why did you marry me? " I asked.
He swiveled to face me and tugged me toward him. I was so close to him, his nose was brushing my cheek. I didn't feel the ground beneath me. My heart started to run fastest as usual when he did this. My breath sped up. He leaned in, his lips were touching near to my lips. I closed my eyes.
" Your heart beat has answered you. " he whispered slowly. His husky voice did some spell on me. " You're holding your breath. It has answered you. "
He was right. I gulped a huge amount of oxygen with my mouth. He didn't kiss me. I wanted this. He smiled. I was perplexed and was eyeing him.
He softly hit his nose with mine, making me astound and butterflies started to dance in my stomach. What was happening to me? I had read books, they felt butterflies in the stomach when they were in Love, " Feels are mutual. " He whispered again.
" I didn't understand. " I said.
He smirked and put me down. He tugged me toward the dining room.