The next morning I wake up. My husband's arms are still wrapped around me. I turn to face him and gently peck his lips. He moves but settles down.
Adorable and silly man. I think to myself.
Just then the landline rings. I unentangle myself from him and go downstairs to pick the phone.
"Hello. Aishwarya speaking."
"Thank god, you picked up the phone Aish. I called your mobile. You haven't been picking my calls."
Its Liam.
"Oops, sorry Liam. I guess I must have kept it on silent. What's the issue?"
"It's about Claire. Well, I think I am in love with her and I want to propose to her. But, I can't think of any ideas. Can we meet at the coffeehouse right around the corner. Well, it's closer to your apartments too, so it won't be much of a hassle. Oh and no one knows. Its a secret. ", he says.
"Oh. I am so happy for you sweetie. Let us meet in 30 mins.", I hang up the phone.
From the corner of my eye, I see movement.
I go to the kitchen and Adam is already there.
"Good morning, Adam", I say cheerfully. Just thinking about yesterday night is making me blush.
He does not return my greeting. I shrug it off. Maybe its just him being grumpy in the morning. Adam might not be a morning person.
I take a shower and get dressed. I wear a cute casual sundress and wear sneakers. I wear a beach hat. I take my sunglasses. I come downstairs.
"Where are you off to?", Adam asks.
"I am going to see Claire. She said she wanted help with something.", I lie casually.
I know I was lying but Liam told me to keep the reason a secret. And besides if I take Liam's name out, he might get worked over again.
He just stares at me blankly.
"I'll be back within a couple of hours.", I say to him and I am out the door.
I meet with Liam and we discuss different ways on how to he could romantically propose Claire. After chatting about various other things, we part ways after giving a friendly hug.
I walk back home. I enter the house. I call out to Adam to ask him what he wanted for lunch, so I could get started.
Suddenly, I am pushed into a wall. He is holding my hands above my head.
"You unfaithful woman! The bedsheets haven't even cooled yet and you go seeking for your lover.", Adam shouts in my face.
"Adam, this is a misunderstanding", I try to reason with him.
"SHUT UP!", he clamps a hand over my mouth.
"You were such a convincing actress yesterday. Your moans and gasps of pleasure were all an act, wasn't it my dear? Were you faking them? Or were you thinking of him? You are an unfaithful wife. You think you are so clever.. sneaking about and talking on the phone with your lover. Meeting him in secret. I saw you both at the coffee house today. You were hugging and clinging to him as if he was your lost love. Did I come between you two my darling? Hmm, this dress was for him isn't it? Now strutting about, showing your legs for all the world to see.", he says menacingly. He caresses my face gently, but I know he is not trying to be gentle.
"You are a liar and a cheat. But I have the perfect punishment for you.. my sweet unfaithful flower. Think of it as a surprise...", he says and removes his hand from my lips. His lips take the place where his hand was a moment ago. He kisses me gently.
"Mmm... no matter how much I try to stay away from you, you pull me closer, my sweet. I hate you for that and I will make you pay for it. My darling wife.", he pulls me close. Our bodies are fused together. He has taken my hands and pinned them behind my back. Holding my hands captive with his. His mouth feasting on my neck.
I know his bi-polar disorder is making him unreasonable. I just hope in time, he understands and comes to realize that this is all a big misunderstanding. I do not try to argue with him as arguing with him only makes it worse.
"Adam, what do you want for lunch?", I ask flippantly, try to ignore the way my body is responding to him. And also trying to change the subject.
"Not trying to defend your actions my fire?", he asks lifting his head from my neck.
"What would be the point Adam, you wouldn't believe me anyway.", I reply.
"I am still going to carry out your punishment and my revenge, my darling flower. Unfaithful wives need to be taught a lesson.", he whispers in my ear.
I turn my head and bite his lower lip, drawing blood. A line of red appears on his lips. He is intensely looking into my eyes. I move closer, dart my tongue out and lick the bloody spot where I just bit him.
"Bring it on, husband", I say.
His grip on my hands behind my back loosens.
I put my hands on his chest and look at him.
"Aren't you hungry? What would you have for lunch?", I ask him playfully biting his chin.
He looks at me stunned. I just raise one of my eyebrows in response intending to show as if what I just did was nothing out of the ordinary.
"I want barbeque chicken.", he says after recovering from his shock.
"You can reheat the leftover curry and rice from yesterday. They are in the fridge. That's the menu for today.", I say haughtily.
His nostrils flare. His face is red like a tomato. But, I push him.
"Oh, and put them back in the fridge when you are done.", I say with the same tone.
I don't bother to listen to any of his replies. He has been pampered enough.
I turn to go to our bedroom to change my clothes. I can feel his stare on my retreating back.
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