He dropped me slowly and safely on the bed by adjusting the pillows.

" Do you need anything to eat? " he asked me but I closed my eyes by replying " No ".

He placed his hand on my forehead and moved his fingers.

He then kissed my forehead and walked away towards his wardrobe.

He removed his shirt and locked himself in the bathroom.

Should I change my dress?..

I am really feeling tired and I can't take off my outfit by myself but I should because it's getting unwell for me.

I slowly sat upright and walked towards the wardrobe like a drunken man.

I took out my night wear and quickly changed myself.

I fallen on the bed with buttoning my shirt.

I rested my head on the pillow and closed my eyes but I am not into sleep.

I am trying my best to sleep but I can't.

Huff! I understood that I am missing my pillow.

Where is my pillow?..

Where is steve?..

What is he doing inside!..

I stared at the bathroom door.

He finally came out by wearing a T-shirt and night panties.

It's true, he has a perfect body.

It's not true that he is a cold hearted... in that case I take my words back.

He turned off the lights and sat aside of me by staring at his phone.

I am pretending like a sleeping kid in front of him.

I moved my head and he shifted his look to me from his mobile.

" When did she changed her outfit? " he murmured.

I closed my eyes.

" Sophia.. you are really a kid " he whispered but how can I be a kid.

I am grown up, married and may I will be a mom in future.

Really.. I will be a mother, this creating a feeling in me.

Suddenly his touch at my novel stopped my thoughts.

I quickly opened my eyes where he is removing my shirt buttons.

What he is doing?.

Steve.. Oh no!

....

Wait...

He isn't removing.

He is buttoning my shirt.

I lifted my head to a bit up and understood that I misbuttoned.

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