Contractually Married

Chapter 14: First date

Rian's POV:

It's been weeks since our vacation with my friends and my interaction with Alex. We're back home and all things starts to normal again, there's just a bit changes and added these past weeks. I think, because I openly see Ryan in our apartment doing -- you already know -- with my bestfriend Cari.

There were times I accidentally caught them 'making out' if not in the living room, sometimes in the kitchen. And take note, Cari's room becoming noisy almost every God damned morning and night, because of their grunts and moans than can be f*****g heard from my thin-walled wall. 

And my situation with Alex got instantly into a new level. I am experiencing now having a possessive husband, always jealous of a boyfriend, an overprotective father, a tease of a brother and a caring mother in one. Although I'm not complaining. I'm actually happy about it. 

He really bought me a cellphone the next day he promised me, even though I insisted that he doesn't need to buy me as I can really buy my own. But as persistent as Alex, I didn't get a chance to argue with him. Since then, I received messages from him every day. Saying 'good morning beautiful', 'have a nice day', please safe at work', don't skip any meal of the day', 'take care', goodnight gorgeous'... He even calls me three to four times a week.

But our family doesn't know about what's happening between us. We only keep it to ourselves, and not actually talking or planning on telling them.

I am lying if I say I don't want any of this or I'm not happy, because I am. But of course, you can't never take having doubts in me because no one informed me about this feelings. I can say Alex really care for me, but I haven't heard him say those three words.. you know what I mean.

We're actually having dinner out for tonight. Cari is in my room picking a dress for me.

It's a Saturday today and my satur-date night with my friends, was already taken care of my husband who firmly say "No Pairings". If he just only knew.

"You're husband is not so possessive right ?" Cari teased me, coming from behind the closest with a dress on her hand.

"Yeah, but of course. I still can't spill him what Gavin's precious secret." I said wiping my hair with a towel. I started to blow dry it as I sit on the chair in front of the mirror.

"And speaking of his possessiveness, you haven't shared to me when did it start. You don't have time for me now. Your time is only divided into two, in your work and the one is on your husband." she said pouting.

"Hey! Is it really me who doesn't have time for our friendship or it's you? You're always with Ryan this past few weeks and I always caught you eating each other's throat everywhere in this house. Jeez!"

she blushed followed by a laugh.

"Let's have a friendship sun-date tomorrow. Strictly no boys!" 

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, as if Ryan would agree."

"Why not? Whether we have our sun-dates with boys, he would surely agree because he has nothing for Gavin's. The question is, how about your husband as we all know he has this very big thing called jealousy in his pants."

I laughed as soon as I heard her comment about Alex extreme jealousy. Which is somehow I'm glad because he's open on admitting it.

"I'll try to tell him later." 

"Huh! Good luck baby girl." I just rolled my eyes on her last comment.

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Alex brought me in a fancy restaurant. I can say it's our first official date together as a husband and wife. He's been a gentleman to me throughout the evening.

It feels like I am on a cloud nine. My feet are barely touching the floor. I was just imagining such this things before and I wasn't expecting it to happen... well I did. I was hoping that someday he will also appreciate me, look at me with those piercing gray eyes like I am the only love of his life, stare at me like how supposed to be a husband should stare at his wife with happiness and adoration.

This new set in our relationship is all new to me and somehow a part of me can't fully believe that his emotions and feelings towards this marriage will change in just one night. The night that I was almost rape... where it started this all.

We never talk again what happened that night, the rest of it and how we ended up in this situation. I just found myself listening to him like it's my normal routine ever since. We started to talk like normal couple like nothing ever happened with those four years. And what happening between us right now, it feels like we've been doing this a long time, where the truth is, this is just the first time.

I am cutting the last piece of my steak when I found him looking at me, well the right word--- staring ay me. I am a person who doesn't hide and feeling ashamed about me being in love with food. I love eating, and I love it rather than sleeping. That's why I also doesn't give s**t to those who talk about me... my motto...'Mind your own business'.

But let me tell you, any person who does love eating can be distracted when there is someone watching you eat, your every bite and your every chew... especially if that someone is your husband for four years and your first date is happening only....now.

"What?" I snapped at him, getting my wine and take a sip.

"Nothing. I just find you... ahm.. amusing." he shrugged and also take his wine.

"Because I ate a lot?" I arched my eyebrow but I didn't get offended, but I still kinda feel to let my mouth talk out. 

I crossed my hands over my chest. "Well, sorry to disappoint Mr. Smith, but I want you to know that I eat a lot. I don't waste food because there are so many people getting hungry and can't buy their own food." I shrugged before I continue. "And sorry again because I don't only eat salads like your bimbos." 

I ended with a smile. I don't know but I didn't find it weird now that I called him Mr. Smith. It just comes out naturally from my mouth.

"Hey, you lectured me when I was just saying was I find you amusing." he chuckled and I arched my eyebrow.

"What is exactly that amusing? Kindly enlighten me, please?"

"Well, you said you eat a lot. I already know that actually. I just don't know where you put your eaten foods in your body because you seemed-----"

"Fat?" I narrowed my eyes.

"No! I - I ... that's not what I mean. I just haven't seen you working out but you still in your figure. That's why I find you amusing."

"Ohh, you haven't seen me working out because I'm not into that. But I do jogging three times a week. You wouldn't really know because you were the one who weren't at my side, ever since." I just said without thinking. My eyes widened. It makes him stop on his trance and his eyes suddenly held hurt and sadness.

"I - I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to say that. It's just slipped from my mouth." I bite my lips and mentally slapped myself.

"It's okay. You're just saying what's in your mind. And besides it's true. I wasn't there -----"

"Alex, I'm sorry." I hold his hand which on top of the table. "I don't want it to hold as a grudge on you. I want us to start over without the past coming in between us." he held back my hand and smiled but that doesn't reach his eyes.

-'stupid! why do I have to mention it again? argh!'-

"Hey, you don't have to say sorry. It's not your fault. It was on me. And I understand." he smiled again before bringing my hand to his lips. My breath instantly stop on my throat.

I opened a conversation again after a minute of silence.

"Ahm... we're going on a sun-date tomorrow with my friends----"

"No!" he didn't even let me finish my sentence. He dropped his napkin on the table and his face holding a serious expression.

"Alex, it's just a friend-----"

"Rian, I said no. And we already talked about this. You're not going to go out with Gavin or any man-----"

"Can you just let me finish a single sentence?" I bring up my elbows on the table. "Why do you hate Gavin so much? He doesn't do anything bad to you."

"I don't hate him."

"If you don't, then why don't you want me to hang out with him?"

"Because he's a man Rian. And I didn't say you can't hang out with your friends, I just don't want you to be alone with him."

"We've been friends and bestfriends for two years and running three this year. He's been there when I needed a friend, a brother. And I don't want him to feel that I am setting him aside now that we're okay."

"Baby, trust me, that's not what I mean." he's now holding both of my hands.

"I just don't want you seeing with another man that I don't trust after what happened at the resort that night."

I shake my head and smile that doesn't reach my eyes.

"If you were just been in my life in those four years, you would have seen how Gavin means to me. I hate to tell you this, but you can't just barge suddenly into my life telling me what to do or not, especially to those who've been a part of my life when you're not there." I said standing up and taking both hands from his hold. 

I get my purse and my phone on the table and started to walk out of the restaurant. I don't know how he paid our bill, probably just leaving some cash on the table, because after a while I felt him trailing behind me. I hate it how our first date ended up like this.. me walking away and him trailing behind me.

It just feels like I wanted to tell him those things. I don't want him to judge my friends as I am not judging what circles of friends he had.

"Rian!" he called out but I didn't stop walking until I exited the door.

"Rian! Baby, I'm sorry." I instantly stop on my tracks.

-'did he just say 'sorry?'-

He reached my hand and he held my face.

"I'm not good at saying sorry----"

"I can clearly see that." I cut him off. I already know that. Alexander Jonathan Smith doesn't apologize, it's clear as a water on the falls.

He tightly closed his eyes before opening it again but now as if he's in pain.

-'is it hard for him sometimes to admit that he's wrong?'-

"Baby, I'm sorry okay? Believe me, it's not my intention to dragged you away from your friends when I showed up in your life, again. I made a mistake of letting you live alone in this marriage, and trust me when I say I want us to work. I want us to give a chance on this marriage. Please, I want you to give me a chance to cover up all those years that I've been a coward to face this. Baby, I want to be with you in every step of the way and I want you all just for me." 

Tears are now welled up in my eyes. If I am still not used to have him by my side.. well what's more when he's almost begging out a chance in front of me. I needed to take a deep breath for it not to fall.

"Alex, I am all yours from the very start. And I also want to give this marriage a chance, I also want us to work." He hugged me so tight and stroke my hair. "But it wouldn't work if you're letting your jealousy strikes for my bestfriend every time we're talking about him. And for every man who will going to be involved in our life in the future."

He pulled back and looked at me. "I'm sorry. I promise I'll try not to. But baby, I'm telling you, I am a very possessive man. I'm not letting go easily of what's mine. I don't want anyone touches what's mine. I hate sharing, especially when it comes to my wife."

Ohh why do I'm not that shocked with his statement?

"Don't you think I didn't know that, Mr. Smith? But don't worry, I also hate sharing. It's just that I don't have you, so the word sharing has nothing to do about me. I don't own you in the first place so there's also nothing for me to share. And it seems that I can't do anything because you were the one who willingly gave yourself to every woman who also willingly opened their legs to you." 

I don't know what part of my speech is something funny because he is now laughing at me.

"Funny, Mr. Smith?" I asked annoyed and crossed my hands over my chest.

"You never told me you were jealous of those women Mrs. Smith." 

"I'm not. I'm just stating the fact. What's to be jealous for, you're not my husband for those years so, I am in no place to feel jealous. Right, Mr. Smith?" although my own words cut like a knife to me, I have the needs to shout it out to him just to save even a single piece of my shattered heart that scattered now on the floor.

He held my hand again and without saying a word, he pulled me to where his car was parked. I thought he's going to open my door but he pushed me slightly to it not enough to hurt me. And before I could say anything, his lips smashed into mine in a very possessed manner. I was shocked but it didn't wait any seconds to me to respond to his kiss. 

My hands know where to go. It automatically lifted up on his hair. His hands starting to roamed my body, from my waist, my back, down to my waist again, then to my butt which he kneaded and made me gasp. That gave him enough time to enter his tongue inside my mouth, tasting and savoring every inch inside.

A moan escaped from my mouth when his lips started to work on my jaws down to my neck, nibbling and sucking, and then another moan from me when he found my sweet spot. Every moan that escaped from my lips, he responded it with a groaned as if he was in pain. 

He pressed his body more to me and I can feel now his throbbing erection as it is poking down my belly. Alex knows how to make me go crazy by just his touch. But as much as I don't want to stop us from this dream, we need to go back to reality. My blush instantly crept when I remembered that we were still in the parking lot. Some people may see us would think I am a kind of slut or Alex's w***e.

I pushed him slightly. "Alex we need to stop. We are still in the parking lot and people might see us."  he's eyebrows turned to frowned as I tried to take off his hand from my waist but instead of removing it, he only tightened his hold.

"Alex, what people might think?"

"I don't care if they f*****g see us! They can mind their own business!" he said a bit annoyed.

I noticed we have the same motto. 

"Or there is something else running on your mind?"

I looked away when he search for my eyes.

"Rian?"

"Nothing. I just don't want me to become your slut in their eyes-----"

"Jesus! Rian! What are you talking about? Slut, seriously? " I can't look into his eyes. Holding my two shoulders, he lifts my chin so he can see my eyes.

"Don't. you. ever. think. of. that. again!" he mentioned it word by word... "Those woman I've been with were nothing compared to you. You are not a slut nor a w***e. And don't you ever compare yourself to them. Baby, you are my wife. Whatever we are doing, there is nothing of it that concerns them. Do you understand me?" he asked in a soft voice.

I slightly nod. I didn't wait for him to open my car door for me. I distracted him when I peck him on his lips on a very quick kiss. I pulled the seat belt and I buckled it on. I saw him muttering something to himself while walking over to the driver seat.

"I have a question." I blurted out after he started the engine. I need to ask this... it's now or never.

He c****d his head towards my direction. "What is it?"

"What happened in the parking lot, was that all you do to your girlfriends before or to those woman you dated?" 

Thank you so much because I have a seatbelt wrapping me to my chair, because once my question came out from my mouth, he stepped the gas hard and we came to stop into a halt.

I was about to speak what happened but he turned his head with rage on me.

"Jesus, Rian!"

Funny how many times he said the word 'Jesus'.

"What I am doing to those women was afar from what I am doing with you. I can always control myself to them, but when it comes to you, I don't how to control myself. You're making me insane Every time you walk swaying your hips in front of me.!"

-'swaying my hips? I can clearly not remember ... when did I do that?-'

"Every time you speak with that sweet mouth of yours and that plump lips, God! I don't know if I can survive without touching you. I wanted to touch you, to feel your body against mine, and to make you completely mine, but I can't and I'm trying not to because I know you're still not ready for it."

My face turned in a deep shade of red after hearing his words. My mouth fell open and I don't know how to respond from it. We both fell into silence when he started again the engine and started to drive. His gripping the steering wheel and his knuckles turning in white.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

"Our sun-date tomorrow, actually it's for us girls only. No boys allowed." I only speak when he parked in front of my apartment. We are still in the car and his head snapped at me.

"No boys allowed." he repeats not in a question form without looking at me.

"Yes. No boys allowed." 

"What time are you going out?" he asked now facing me.

"I think, before lunch until 9 to 10 pm probably." 

"That long?" his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yeah. Actually it's still short. You know girls time... we can hang out the entire day around without being exhausted." 

His mouth shaped an 'O' but didn't say anything. He opened his door side before he walked over to open mine. I waited for him this time, because I know he hated it when I didn't wait for him to open my door. So, I just sit there and watch him doing his part of being a true gentleman.

I smiled at him before taking his hand that is in front of me.

"Thank you."  I don't forget to say thank you even in every small things that he does, like opening my car door, closing it, walking to the door, giving me food and some other small things. Although he always telling me that I really don't need to say thank you because it's his job for being my husband.

"So... I can't even have you for lunch tomorrow?" he asked while were walking. His palm placed on my lower back that creating hot tingles to all my senses. His eyes having a hopeful glimpse. We stopped at the doorway.

I sighed. Why does he have to be handsome? 

"Maybe tomorrow night if you're not busy or have nothing to do, you can drop by here and I'll cook something for you. How's that sound?" I smiled at him at hold his hand from my waste.

"You can cook?" his eyes were round and looked surprised.

"Yeah. I can cook. I can definitely cook for the whole town." I answered with a wink.

"Uhm... sounds tempting, but add some more convincing idea."

I rolled my eyes on his grinning face. "How about after dinner we can watch a movie and eat some popcorn in the living room."

"Hmm...."  he put his right thumb on his chin as if he's really thinking if he would agree.

"Oh! Never mind mister, I'd changed my mind. I better go to sleep tomorrow night. That would be better." and now his grin immediately become frown.

"Don't you dare left me hanging on a cliff, woman."

"Because you're really taking so long for your answer.  It's just a simple yes or a no."

"Fine. What time are you coming home?"

"Uhm.. I don't know. I'll just text you an hour before so I could still prepare for dinner." I turned around to insert my key to the keyhole, but he snatched it from me and he's inserted it himself. I entered the living room with him behind me. He closed the door behind him.

"I'll text you from time to time."

"What?" I instantly turned around. "What am I, a five-year-old kid for you to monitor from time to time?" I put my bag on the couch before I go to the kitchen to get some water. He followed me there and get the glass from my hand after I drink. I didn't empty the glass so it still has a half content of water on it. He drinks it in two gulps while his eyes were looking at me.

My breath hitched at the sight of his lips fully covered the side of the mouth glass. My mouth and throat feel dry. I moved my eyes from his lips to his eyes and I found him staring at me, smirking. My face turned flushed at the idea that he caught me staring at his lips.

-'Why is it so hard and complicated like this? He's my freaking husband, forgodsake!'-

"So, about your question Mrs. Smith." he put the glass on the table and take a step forward so his now invading my private space. Our breaths mixing each other and it almost stops me from breathing. I can smell his cologne filling my nostrils.

"I will text you from time to time to know you were safe..." he paused and place his lips on the crock of my neck, giving me feather-like kisses. I take a deep breath because of the sensation he's also giving me.

"And I don't want other man gawking at you.." his lips were moving up to the back of my ear. He bite it and I gripped the hem of his shirt to stop my moan. His hands drawing circles on my waist. "So, if you're busy talking with your friends while you're also busy on your phone texting me, they will get the message. that you're taken." his lips were about to capture mine but I pushed him and I glared at him.

He looks confused and surprised.

"Oh... is that so, Mr. Smith?" I throw my hand in the air and the other is on my hip. "Jeez, Alex! How can I supposed to hang out and talk to my friends properly of you're texting me from time to time? I am starting to get annoyed.

"I just want to-----"

"You just want to what?" I looked at him in the eyes. "Alex, if you want us to work, you have to put your trust in me first!" he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

Seeing his reaction, I think of a joke to try his mood.

"You know what, if you're going to be like this every time I am going to hang out with my friends, I am planning not to tell you the next time." I tried (tried) to walk passed at him only to be just pulled back from where I stand and slightly pushed me to the wall. He caged me with his two solid arms.

"Don't you dare think of doing that, sweetheart. If you don't want me to drag you back and tied you on my hips just for me to know your whereabouts!"

His eyes are sending daggers to my face. I bite my tongue to control my smile that is going to break from my lips.

"Why? I didn't remember asking you to tell me your God damned whereabouts! So, why do you want to know mine?" I continue to tease him.

"Because I am sure I can protect myself-----"

"Yeah, right! You can protect yourself from the goons, but you're willingly preying yourself to those alligator woman! So, what's the difference of me being-------ohh.." that's all I can say when his lips trapped me from speaking. He nibbled my bottom lip seeking for entrance, but of course being me -- a tease-- I didn't give him that. I continue to close my mouth.

But the next thing he did made me gasped and he instantly plagued his tongue inside my mouth. He pressed me hard to his body and to his growing erection. He's hands kneading my butt and I moaned. He lifted my thighs and I wrapped my legs on his waist while my back is still on the wall.

He held me still. His tongue moving down to my jaws to my throat and to my neck. I turned my head to the side to give him more access to it. My hands keep on caressing his hair while his teeth nibbling and sucking my skin, and when he found my sweet spot, I can't help the moan escaped from me again. I made a fist of ball on his hair and slid my hand down to his back kneading his muscles on my palms. And he grunted me a small groan. 

He slid down one of my dress sleeves and continue his assaults on my shoulder blade that I also need to grip hard his shoulder to stop another moan of pleasure that is willing to escape again. His lips now back to my lips and he kissed me hungrily as if his life depends on that kiss. We lost in our own world of making out that we both didn't notice the front door opened and Cari walked to the kitchen with Ryan (again) trailing behind her.

"Holy cow! I'm sorry!" she instantly disappeared from the kitchen.

-'De Ja Vu'-

My eyes widened in realization and I unwrapped my legs from Alex's waist, but he didn't let me. I am blushing a thousands shades of tomato and I hide my cheeks on his chest. When he found my discomfort, he wrapped his hands around me and sit to the nearest chair with me on his lap. 

"This is so embarrassing." I whispered to his neck. I keep my fave hiding on the crock of his neck. He just chuckled with my statement.

"Baby, there's no point to feel embarrassed, we're a couple. And when they see husband and wife making out, it's completely normal." he said still chucking.

-'Wow! why do we always end up making out in the kitchen and Cari and Ryan always caught us? Forgodsake!"

"Let's walk you to bed. Can you walk?" I looked up at him.

"Of course. I'm not paralyzed!" he laughed again.

"I'm just asking, though. After they found us making out in your kitchen, I supposed you can't handle a walk of shame." I punched his chest while standing up and I glared at him.

"Ohh.. trust me my dear husband! This will be our last making out in my kitchen and everywhere. And this will be your last kiss that you will receive from me, ever!"  after saying that, I walked out from him not without witnessing his wide eyes and a look of disbelief on his face.

"Oh, no! Baby, tell me you're just kidding." I heard him shouting behind me.

"The hell I am!" I shouted not looking back at him. When I walked passed to the open-mouthed Cari and smirking Ryan, I winked at them. Cari give me an arched eyebrow. They know that I am just acting. Stomping my feet, I make my way to the stairs not even bothering to get my bag and cellphone from the couch.

But before I could close my bedroom door, Alex is now in front of me stopping the door to close. So, I let him in. I walked directly to the bathroom, but I didn't even take a few steps, I was pulled back into a hard chest.

I let out a squeal as he hugged me from behind.

"Tell me you don't mean it, baby." I tried to take his hand off from my waist. But the truth is, I am so much enjoying it.

"Oh, I mean it. All of it!" 

"No! you can't!" he placed his head on my neck and I almost give in. But I continue my stunt.

"And why? It's just a kiss, Alex. You can survive without a kiss in your life!" I say trying myself not to laugh.

He spins me around to look into my eyes and I was shocked... he's pouting. Seeing him pouting makes me want to kiss him so hard. And I peck his lips, I can't control myself not doing it because he is so cute. I wish I can capture it with my phone.

"Just kidding, baby." I laughed when I see his eyes lightened up when I called him the endearment he often used to me. But not a split of seconds, his expression changed.

"Ahh... you little tease." he said with a mischievous smile.

"Peace?" I made a sign of peace on my finger while still grinning.

"No." he said shaking his head. I want to take a step back but he's always fast. He scoops me by my legs and he seated at the edge of the bed. My legs spreading on both side of his waist and my eyes widened when I felt his bulged poking my butt.

"Whoah! You're...." I can't finish my thought as he nodded while grinning.

"Yes, baby. Can you feel that? that's what you do to me."

"Huh!" I gasped.

"Don't worry, I promised you I won't force you on this. Not... if you insisted me to take my rights on you. And to consummate our marriage. You can always ask me and I'm willing to obey." my face turning into red again but he just laugh at my state.

We started making out again, until sleeps takeover on us. We sleep together in my room with me in his arms for the first time. I want to whisper him those three words, but I stopped myself. We're not yet on a stable situation and I don't know what would be his reaction if he knows my feelings. I also don't know if he has the same feeling as mine. I closed my eyes with a smile on my lips. I snuggled more on to his chest and his arm on holding my waist tightened.

"Goodnight, Alex."

"Goodnight, baby." and he kissed me on my forehead before we dozed off.