Taming his obsession

or

, I sat in front of the brown wooden framed dressing mirror in my blu

y neck and rubbed it gently. I didn't know what t

gain. I wanted to hear his reasons for behaving the way he did. I stood up from the dressing s

de of the glass study table were empty. I finally found him in the sitting room

ision fixed perfectly on the deep ash-painted walls just ab

oss his chest, and his head laid back on the couch with his face facing the ceiling. I couldn't se

tle illumination to where Leo sat. I walked t

best first sentence I could

as this thing in his ey

y voice, with just his face to me, the rest

Will never. It was Rosie a

ty of the truth you claim". His second sentence immediately after the

Leo", I said calmly an

his words travelled

feel the same way for me", he said, sitting upright now, his left hand

. It is true we didn't even date properly before getting married because our parents th

my closest friend and how we are almost always together

I loved how jealous he got because he thought some man spen

reaching for his free hand

me whenever you h

I wouldn't give him a cha

olling my dark curly hair affectionately. It

too, Leo",

me?" Leo asked, like the misunderstanding earlier didn't happen at all and a shir

miling wildly while gettin

uldn't want to go because of work.

ow, but I'm sure to

d you running a few minutes late. I promise it'll be fun",

he second of the two sons of the biggest food product production

be as early as I can", I replied, putting my forehea

etreat completely. His tongue explored every par

et lost in his hair. He began to push me gently onto the couch as he

ts. He let out a small chuckle and began to kiss my

e lights were out, the air was cool, his clean body against mine, the

don't want this to stop now. Leo withdrew slo

oceeding to answer whosoever didn't have the