ANOTHER CHANCE ANOTHER LOVE.

Chapter 12

MAHMOOD'S POV

My heart clenched again and again, she was always happy amongst everyone but not with me, when am around, she is always frowning or scowling but when she is with anybody that isnnot me, she is free, jovial and full of laughter, at this point I just cant understand if it's the hatred alone or there is something more, heck she is even all smiles with my guys, but not with me,

And just like always, I can hear her laughter, a sweet melody to the ear, something I find myself wishing I could make her do, she was with Aisha and Najlah and she was holding Najlah's two months old baby,

"so why wont I , afterall I know my brother Ya moody is a good kisser", I internally groan at the name and aha, I knew they call me moody behind my back,
"and how do you know" she asked and to my shock she added "he is terrible kisser, the worst there is" and all of them laughed out loud, while I was mouth agape, that liar, I haven't even kiss before, I never did and now she is lieing, that's not fair I can never be a terrible kisser, right there I decided to deal with her in a way I dimmed fit.

Late in the afternoon, they left and immedtialy she came back from walking them out, I called her "come here" I called,
I saw her pout and frown but I was used to that show of hatred, she came over to the sitting door of the sitting room I was standing, and she stopped some steps away from me
"closer", she pouted and stepped
"closer" I ordered again and before she could protest I pulled her to me and immediately crashed my lips into her, I felt her stiffen up and gasped, but she didn't struggle, nor did she respond,
I went ahead to cup her face as I sucked on her lower lips and gradually pushed my tongue for an entrance , which I got, and I have to admit I do not regret my actions one bit, infact I will be doing it reguarlarly , and as the lucks have it am a very long French kisser,

God her lips were so soft and she tasted of strawberry and lemon, if only she could respond but A minute a later I slowly break the kiss to find her eyes transfixed on me,

"am I good kisser now" I asked in a whisper and smirk, she gasped out loud realizing I heard their conversation, she couldn't reply

"next time close your eyes" I whispered again, then I surprised myself by landing a soft peck on her left cheek and headed upstairs with a smile of triumph.

"gosh, you like her already" Rashad pointed out that evening in the club house, I just had to tell them what happned,

"I don't know" I sincerely said
"you do, dude your face lits up every now and then, especially when her subject is brought up" Taiwo pointed
"maybe I like her a little" I admitted
"that's a progress, a huge one, there is chance after all and its a good thing, i mean a nice wife, beautiful, good cook, what else does one need" Silas said
"but I think she still doesn't like me" I said
"or maybe she never hated you at all, maybe she is just scared of you" Hafeez pointed out,
"scared of me" I asked "that ridiculous"
"its not, with your constant scowling, poker face and that stupid frown you think its intimidating, she will surely be scared of you" Rashad said making me to scowl,
"yes, that very one" he pointed.

That night as I drove back to the house, I kept thinking if it was really being scared of me and not hatred, and I guess the guys are right, I was beginning to like her,

The house was was very quite when I entered, she was hiding from me ever since the kiss that afternoon, and yet again I found myself smiling and rubbing my lips at the thought of the kiss, man, I will love to do it again so instead of stopping by my room, I headed straight to hers,
I pushed open the door to find her frozen on the spot with a knee length silky red robe and her hair loose and wavy, on her hands was a white teadybear,

"hey" I said
"huh" she inquired still frozen,
"come" I said to her and she gulped "come" I said again and she begun to slowly walk over to me as I sat down on the two seater sofa nearby, she came to me and I gently pulled her to sit on my laps making her gasp again, I will love to hear her gasp when am doing things to her body I swear,

I buried my nose on the crook of her neck, taking in her soft scent, I was sure my breath was fanning her neck "whats the name of your perfume" I quietly asked
"lav...lavender shimmers, from from rasasi collection" she said as I bury my whole face on her neck and her hair like a curtain,

my right hand was on her waist to keep her from falling, while my left hand was cupping her face and shocking myself too I found my lips patting to suck on the soft fair skin of her neck and when she gasped again, it only made me add a tongue action as I suck,

It really surprises me to feel her body stiffing against mine, does that mean she is really sacred of me, or is just the hatred?, gently and gradually, I came up and took her lips into mine, even thou she didn't respond (not that I expected her too), she patted her lips a bit, giving me an entrance which I took and went deeper with the kiss,

Some minutes later, I found myself pushing her gently to lie on the sofa, which she did and I was now over her as I kept on kissing her and in the process sucking and licking on the skin of her neck,

For a moment I came up to take in her face and what I saw undid everything in me, her eyes were closed and on her perfect facial fair skin were tears,

"why" I found myself asking her, trying to keep my anger from taking over, because I have had it with her hatred for me, I didn't ask for any of this, why will she hate me that much,

"why are you doing this, is it to prove some point, you have, then why keep torturing me like this" she cried as she sat up hugging her knees to herself, what the fuck does she even mean
"point" I asked, confused "what point"
"I heard you telling your friends, that night, that you can do all you want with me, because I am married to you" she cried out loud,
"fuck" I cursed because she misunderstood everything, it was Rashad's and Naseem's last visit, two days ago,

"I get it am not your wife Nadia, I can never be an iota of what she was to you, I get it am someone you are stuck with, someone you hate, you cant take me to be your loving wife Nadia, but why treat me this way, why hate me and now these",

A lot of emotions were bubbling inside me, trying to burst out, "I never compare you to her" I yelled "you will are not like her and i dont want you to be like her"

"forgod's sake Nadia was  a BITCH" and I watch her froze.