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Part 19

Kıvılcım: Of course you can, do you want me to come help you with the TV?

Mavi: No, no I know how.

Kıvılcım looks at Ömer.

Ömer: She knows how.

Mavi jumps off the bed and runs out the bedroom closing the door behind her.

Kıvılcım and Ömer who is inches away looks at each other. He wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her back to his chest and locking her body in his arms.

Kıvılcım: Ömer, what are you doing?

Ömer: How perfect you fit in my arms, (he starts leaving kisses on her neck) what am I doing? You were laying so far away, depriving me from touching you.

Kıvılcım: Don't you have any shame? What touch? Here was a child laying in this bed. And weren't you complaining about boundaries last night?

Ömer laughs.

Ömer: Not like that silly. Maybe just to hold you or the ability to run my fingers through your hair. But now I'm thinking about you know... more intimate touching.

Ömer's hand travels under Kıvılcım's pj shirt, grasping her breast.

Kıvılcım: Ömer, don't... Mavi could come in here at any moment.

Ömer: She won't... She's hooked on peppa pig for the next 45 min. And we'll anyway hear her if she's coming. (Ömer leaves a kiss on the corner of her lips and grasped her breast even harder, Kıvılcım softly groan in pleasure and pain) You just have to be quiet.

Kıvılcım: Ömer I don't...

He kisses her silencing her words but Ömer can feel she's tense. He pulls back and turn her on her back, leaning over her.

Ömer: You're not going to relax are you?

Kıvılcım shakes her head no.

Ömer: Okay, then let me sleep like this for the next 40 minutes.

He lays half his body on top of her.

Kıvılcım: You're going to kill me like this.

She says in a tone that is not objecting.

Café

Kıvılcım was sitting at the café Selin had mentioned. It was tucked away on a quiet street, the kind of place that smelled of cinnamon and freshly ground coffee.

Kıvılcım’s hands were cold despite the mug she was holding. Ömer sat close beside her, his presence steady, grounding.

When the door opened, Selin stepped inside dark coat, anxious eyes. She hesitated when she saw Kıvılcım with Ömer but quickly approached their table.

Selin: Selin ben, (she held out her hand towards Kıvılcım, but she didn't shake it) Thank you for meeting me.

Kıvılcım nodded, her tone calm but guarded.

Selin’s eyes welled up instantly, her fingers fidgeting with the strap of her bag. Ömer indicates for her to sit down.

Selin: I didn’t want to do this like this… I didn’t even want to call you. But I didn’t know what else to do.

Kıvılcım's face stayed neutral. She tried to keep herself as calm and reserved as she possibly could.

Kıvılcım: Could you tell me what exactly happened, to make me believe that my deceased husband is the father of your child?

Selin: It was 8/9 years ago. I... I left in the middle of the night... (selin was stuttering) I needed to get away, everything became to much. I booked into a hotel and there was a bar. I started drinking a lot that night. I don't usually drink but...