The Second Wife by Melinda Mulera (book club reads .txt) 📗

Chapter 47: Made my heart skip a beat again.

"Deal then." Hazel nodded as he glanced towards me with a glimmer in his eyes. He came back to normal at least for now. "What do we do until then?" He asked as he shoved his hands into his trousers and glanced towards Avery.

"I don't know." Avery shrugged his shoulders and glanced towards me with raised brows. "But I think I'll hang around until the time comes."

"Wait... You're staying here?" Hazel asked as he furrowed his brows at Avery who chugged down the entire juice down his throat before standing up.

"Yeah." He smirked as he glanced down at me with a small wink. "I'm still starving for her-"

"Please don't say that." I heard Hazel such out as I shoved the remaining food into my mouth while Avery walked away from the table, probably towards the sink with his plate.

"I'm supposed to be leaving for home in a few days." Avery said the sound of the tap running filled the empty air. "But I won't."

"Don't you have better things to do?" Hazel asked. "You can't stay from your company for nine months."

"Of course I can." I heard Avery said.

"What about Rose?" I immediately turned my eyes towards the two as Hazel asked. "Won't she get suspicious?"

"I'll tell her." He said smoothly as he grabbed the towel beside him once he set the plates aside. "She won't be that surprised except yell at me for being careless as to actually impregnating someone. It might ruin her image as the 'perfect wife'." He rolled his eyes looking completely bored out of his own skin. "If I tell her now, Shell probably have a trail if ideas on how she'll handle the situation if I end if winning."

"Will she kill me?" My voice came out fragile, causing them both to glance at me as though confused whether I had said anything. "By handle do you mean kill me?"

"Oh no." He laughed out. "She'll think of an excuse to why I got another wife. Maybe cover up for the fact she's infertile or maybe you're a very close friend of hers or a really poor woman whom she wanted to give the chance to live luxuriously." He nodded to himself as he glanced elsewhere before glancing back at me with a certain odd look on his face.

"Why are you staring st her like that?" Hazel asked as he suddenly stood beside me. "Fvck, it's disgusting."

"Or are you jealous?" I heard Avery say with a low tone. "Want me to look at you that way too?"

Hazel simply tsked before stepping away and towards the arch.

"Going to get a shower. But even though it's your last months with Iris, you're banned from making out with her or even having sex, okay?" Hazel hissed as he glanced at Avery. I turned my eyes towards Avery only to notice he was giving that odd look again. "Fvck, dude stop it."

"Peel my eyes out then." Avery chuckled as he leaned from the sink and grinned towards Hazel. "I can't control myself in front of Iris."

"I swear if you touch her, I'll dig out the part that did." I heard Hazel say before his footsteps were heard running up the stairs. "I won't be long!"

I stared at the arch for sometime before sighing out slowly, only to gasp st the suddenly feel of Avery's fingers on my cheeks, turning my forcedly and tilting my head up towards him before I could feel his lips forced on mine. Before I could get the chance to process and shut my eyes, I could see, through the corner of my eye, the maid walking in with a towel in her hand and glancing at me with a twisted look in her eyes.

I know. I'm disgusting.

I forced my eyes shut in embarrassment and grabbed hold of Avery's shoulders, trying to push him away when he resisted. I tried to tilt my head back, to say a few words but he followed instead, hardly giving me some air. Without warning, he slid his fingers into the thigh-high dress I was wearing and right in between my legs, forcing me to pinch my legs tightly together as I flashed my eyes open in shock. I had to stop him and fast...

I reached my hand to his chest and managed to pinch his skin despite all the tight muscleness.

"Oh ouch..." He groaned as he leaned back and glanced down at me with furrowed brows. "That sort of hurt."

"You wouldn't let me talk." I sighed as I fixed my dress and glanced towards the floor in embarrassment. "This is a kitchen, Avery."

"Isn't it more hot, in the kitchen?" He bit onto his lower lip as he leaned onto sides of the edges of the seat I was on, forcing me to lean away as I looked towards the ground.

"T-The maid is... She's trying to work." I cleared my throat as he glanced over his shoulder.

"Oh, didn't notice her." He chuckled as he leaned back. "Speak up next time, or else you'll see things you don't want to." He told her and I glanced towards the maid, only to notice the eye she gave him.

She wasn't even ashamed I was sitting there as she stared at him with lustful eyes. Does she look at Hazel that way too?

I mean, she looks my age so I don't find it odd...

"Let's go get my stuff." Avery said as he tapped my forehead lightly, drawing my attention from the maid to him. "Before Hazel gets out, your lips kinda look messed with so I know he'll open his big mouth about it. It should go down before we get back."

"Why did you kiss me in the first place?" I asked as I got up from my seat as he led the way out of the kitchen.

"Because I can kiss you whenever I want." He said with a shrug of his shoulders. "He can't really expect me to hold myself back for nine freaking months, right?" He asked as he opened the door, leading out into a small beautiful garden up front. "Maybe he can, but staring at you makes me go insane."

"Sounds to me you're more into lust over me." I pouted my lips as I crossed my arms over my chest as he walked towards his car that I recognised. His favourite car whenever he isn't going to work.

"That's not true." He said as he suddenly turned, forcing me to stumble forward a bit and hitting into his chest. I tried leaning back quick enough, but he wrapped his arms around my head instead. "I really love you. Just listen to my heart." I sighed out as I fixed myself to hear his heartbeat when I noticed how fast it was pumping. "That's how excited I get being next to you. Nine months seems like a lot but it isn't for me. I want to know a lot about you, what you like to eat, well, I know you like beef and pork but apart from that." He chuckled out, letting the vibrations in his throat echo my ear. "Like what do you hate the most, what do you fear, what music you like listening to, your favourite toppings on a Christmas cake, down to your favourite soap. I want to know a lot. You've always seemed very unreadable, to the point I didn't know whether you liked me or not that I kept struggling to understand until I had to just go for it. Luckily you didn't slap me off and quit the job or broadcast about me. Women are pretty easy to read and I know what most of them want out of getting close to me. But I don't really understand what you want. I don't know if you're just being innocent or you're trying to get something out of wrapping two men's hearts in strings. When I heard you were pregnant, my first thought about it the moment I had you was that I wouldn't get involved, but instead of running away, like I would do. I came running hoping it was mine. Crazy right?" He asked as he patted my head while I stared off towards the rose bush that seems to really good than any roses I've seen. "You made me weak, at least take responsibility for that. If you leave me, just know I'm going to really embarrass myself and cry." He chuckled as he pulled me from the hug. "I'll really cry."

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