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Also, I happen to have the worst case of cramps. Or perhaps I have a lower pain threshold. Either way, I have every right to complain.
Tears sting the corners of my eyes as another painful cramp hits my stomach and I take a deep breath. My colleagues are already staring at me weird as I hobble my way to the elevator, not caring I’m leaving in the middle of the day.
I need my bed, comfort food aka burgers, and sleep. Stat.
“Bianca, I needed a favor—”
“Text me,” I cut off the new girl who joined today and I wince when my voice comes out rude. “Sorry, I’m not feeling good.”
“Oh, no problem. I’ll ask someone else.”
I nod with a forced smile and enter the elevator before pressing the button for the parking lot. First day of my cycle is always straight out of a nightmare for me and by the end, I look like someone hit me with a truck and dragged my body through the dirt.
As soon as I get behind the wheel, I throw my purse in the passenger seat and turn on the ignition. Switching on the radio, I pause on the channel playing some current hit song to distract myself from the building ache in my lower belly.
Organizing the engagement party has taken the majority of my time that I completely forgot about my period since I usually take a day off to rest at home.
Liar. Party wasn’t the only distraction, my brain taunts.
Fine. So maybe dirty thoughts of Dash has been plaguing and frustrating me. The infuriating man hasn’t attempted to fuck me after igniting a fire and thirst that my own hands can’t quench since Paris. In his defense, we hardly got a chance.
I’m still mad and horny.
After we’d come back to the apartment from dinner the other day, a deep and an unbidden sexual need had stirred in my pussy. Something about the way he had defended me made the feminine parts of me swoon. The sheer display of his dominance and protectiveness—it turned me on.
I finally understood why women fawned over commanding and domineering men. Since, evidently, I’ve fallen prey to the same.
Dash’s desire was mirroring my own. His expression screaming he was waiting to get me alone, seconds away from ripping my clothes off to finally lay his claim. One step was all we had taken before his phone rang, interrupting us like a cruel twist of fate.
Apparently, there was an emergency at his headquarters which required him to travel immediately. A wave of pining had hit my chest with a force of a thousand bolts because I didn’t want to watch him go.
I realized with a clarity that I was circling back to my old self and that a simple crush was blossoming into something more. Something scary.
It was at the tip of my tongue to ask him to stay.
But I shoved that urge down.
It was the perfect reality check and maybe distance from him would be good so I could lock my heart again. Though, I kept these thoughts to myself while he packed his bags, glancing at me every so often.
A soft, sensual and drugging kiss was all he had gifted me before he left.
I didn’t count on the desperation with which I would miss him. Four days have gone by since he left and every night I come home to an empty apartment, I feel his absence in the quietness. Sleeping alone has become a daunting task without Dash to curl up with and his strong arms holding me protectively.
When I had teased him the other day that he must be enjoying having the bed alone and not having me cuddle into him like a koala since he hated it, he had rendered me stunned by confessing it was growing on him. And that when he comes back, he’s spending the whole weekend with me sleeping in bed because he’s unable to get any sleep there.
Am I bad for secretly loving the fact that he was missing me too?
The wait will finally be over tonight. Because I woke up to his text that breathed life into me again.
DARLING HUSBAND:I want you naked on my bed when I come home tonight, wifey.
A rush of arousal had arisen when I saw he had managed to change his name from “Bossy Fiancé” to “Darling Husband” in my phone behind my back. And no, I didn’t revert it back to the original name. I physically couldn’t.
I assumed his flight was arriving at night but he had surprised me when he told me that it was early in the morning and that he’ll be going straight to Kian’s office for a meeting with him and his team. I hated it but at the same time, I was relieved he didn’t come straight to me because I need to get my bearings.
It was a likely possibility I would have jumped straight into his arms if he had.
The urge is that strong.
