Married To My Enemy #E-AWARDS2017

Realization of love

Jes POV

I was eating the food alone.

"Hey," I heard Austin as he sat across me.

"Hey Austin," I said as I kept eating.

"So, enjoying the food," Austin said.

I nodded.

"Here," Austin said as he put a glass of drink on my table.

"Drink?"

"For you," Austin said.

Austin suddenly giving me a glass of drink? Or, is he really trying to be nice or does he have other plan?

Austin looked at me and said, "Come on, drink this drink."

Somethingisdefinitelyfissy now.

I took the glass near me and was going to drink when I smelled a type of drug. This drink has a drug in it? What is Austin planning? I put the drink down and Austin looked at me.

"Austin, why don't you drink some before me?" I asked him.

Austin looked at me as if he was confused and was trying to deny it. "No, no. Of course not. I brought this drink for you. Please have it."

"No, it's okay. You can have it first," I said as I held the glass of drink closer to him.

"No Jes, you don't understand," he said. "This drink is only for you."

"Why? Did you mix something, Austin?" I asked, playing along with my act.

"Of course not," Austin said.

"Then, prove it to me," I smirked as I held the drink glass close to me.

"No . . ."

"Then, I am not drinking the drink either," I smirked.

"Fine," Austin said as his fingers tangled over mine as I looked at him. "Only a little bit."

I nodded as he slowly slipped in a very small tinny sip of the drink. I was going to see him drink more when step mom went near me and pulled me from the seat.

I looked at Austin and saw him drinking the drink.

Step mom pulled me near a man and said, "Jes, this is Mr. Quince," mom said.

"What a lovely lady you are," Mr. Quince said as he slipped his arms around me.

I struggled to get away from his hold but he was strong. Who am I kidding? This man is in his 50s. Of course he is strong.

"Jes, stop struggling. We don't want to get any attention," step mom said. "Plus, Mr. Quince is only hugging you."

I looked at step mom in disgust. Mr. Quince was simply running his fingers on my exposed sides and on my back and step mom was saying Mr. Quince is only hugging me? I know she is my step mom but she is a woman too. How can she not do anything when another man was touching another woman like this.

I struggled as I felt that man leaned near my neck to kiss me when I was pulled by somebody else from Mr. Quince. The person who pulled me is Austin. Austin looked angry.

"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY WOMAN!?" Austin yelled.

Everybody looked at Austin, stunned.

Your woman? What the heck is he saying? I looked at the glass that was on the table was empty now. Austin drank all that?