I stood there glaring at him, I wanted to let him know where to get off. "Why would you assume I am talking about you?" he asked seemingly frustrated. "Who else are you planning to get rid of? Unless you had more than one wife or having multiple affairs," I said stepping closer to him. He scoffed in disbelief, "Do you think before you talk?" he asked. "Why in the world would I have another wife or affairs, do you think of me so lowly?"
"It's not like I think highly of you either way," I whispered rolling my eyes. "You don't think highly of me?" he asked stepping closer. "No, why would I?"
He gave me a mischievous smile before he carried me over his shoulder, "What are you doing?" I asked as I tried to get off from his shoulder, "Giving you a reason to think highly of me," he said as he entered the master bedroom. "Let me go Asher."
He ignored my kicking and shouting and continued on, he dropped me on the bed like I was a sack of potatoes, I looked up at him , my skin was tingling in the places he touched me. "I can't let you divorce me with that kind of judgement of me," he said as he hovered over me his arms locking me in between him, "What are you doing? let me go," I said trying to get off the bed but he didn't budge.
"I want to change that mindset of yours, your husband of four years and you think lowly of him. What would the world say?"
"It's none of my business what they think of you. It's not like you were the best husband,"
"I know I wasn't so that is why I am going to change it now, we haven't divorced so we are still husband and wife," he said. " And there are certain things a husband and wife do together in the bedroom alone," he added whispering the words into my ear. My stomach turned, What was he implying, "What are you talking about?"
"You know," he said cupping my cheeks as he made me look him in the eyes, he got closer to me our breaths colliding, "Blushing looks good on you." I was in a daze, my mind was screaming but I couldn't hear what it was screaming about, my heart was drumming so loud I swear he could hear it, I couldn't let him know he had such effect on me. I pushed him with so much force and got off the bed, "You are such a pervert," I said as I quickly walked away getting into the bathroom. He just remained on the bed smiling like he was impressed with what he just did.
As we were preparing to sleep in the middle of the bed, he looked at me like I was insane or something. Lately he was being so expressive with me, " And why the pillows?"
"Boundaries," I said getting on my side of the bed.
"Boundaries?"
"Yes. We have clearly established that you are a pervert."
He chuckled, "So you don't trust yourself around me?"
"No, I don't trust you."
"I won't do anything you don't like," he said as he got inside the sheets. I ignored his last remark and slept with my back on him. I didn't want to think of the stunt he pulled earlier on. As I was deep in my sleep I felt something heavy on me, but very warm. I opened my drowsy eyes and I saw arms wrapped around my waist, I tried to remove them but they tightened around them. I turned around and saw it was Asher, "Asher," I said lightly, but he didn't reply. I tried one more time to remove his arms but he pulled me even closer. I gave up struggling, in fact this position made me even more sleepier. As I drifted more into my sleep I couldn't help but think about how safe I felt in his arms. I hadn't felt this way for so long, safe in someone's arms.
The next morning as I opened my eyes, I saw Asher looking at me with a smile on his face. I frowned at him but I realized that I was wrapped in his arms, I jolted out his arms fast but I landed slipped out of the bed, I landed on the floor and all Asher did was laugh at me. "Morning to you too," he said as he got out of bed, walking to where I was. "It's all because of you, why were you-"
"I wanted you close to me, the bed was cold," he said as he carried me up, placing me on the bed gently. "Boundaries, I specifically told you about-" Before I could complete my statement he threw a pillow at me that hit my chest and before I could think I saw myself chasing him with pillows in my hand, I threw each one of them in his direction but he kept dodging them and laughing at me. We were now in the lounge and throwing cushions at each other and I found myself giggling and having fun.
We were having breakfast and chatting about basically anything that came to our mind, "Toast is supposed to be crispy, like if you run your knife through it you need to hear that dry crispy noise," I said to him illustrating what I was talking about. "No toast should be a little crispy like 70% normal 30% crispy I should still feel like I am eating bread not rusks," he said. "What do you know about food?" I said rolling my eyes at him.
As we were talking and trying to prove who was right Aria arrived and she looked good, she was all dressed up, "Asher, Zee hi," she said sitting next to Asher. My mood instantly dropped, the bubble popped and Asher could sense it. "Hi," I said dryly.
"Aria what a pleasant surprise," he said looking at her.
"I just thought I could come and see you, yesterday we didn't get to finish our conversation."
"Oh."
"Yes and also we have a lot of catching up to do. All three of us," she said looking at me.
"Three of who?" I asked surprised.
"With you Zee, I missed spending time with you."
Aria and I were in good books before she left, we were close. Despite our parents blatant favoritism she never let that affect our relationship in fact she did all her best to over compensate for what our parents failed to do but after she left without a word and left without telling me I don't think we can ever get back to the way things were.
"Zee?"
"Huh?"
"Are you going to get ready ?"
"For what?"
"We are going out silly," she said with that bright smile of hers. I looked at Asher and he looked as unsure as I was, "Uh I don't think that is-"
"Please just this once."
And that is how I ended up being a third wheel to my sister and husband's date. As we were at the mall with Aria buying us gifts I bumped into a stranger , "Sorry," I said as I apologized but when I looked up I was utterly shocked.
"Henry?" I said as I stared at my ex-boyfriend.