Best Defense

Negotiations.

In my room I was pulling my height from the flushed end of my heels. With a sense of tired mingled calm I took off my dress and the jewelry I used and put the two objects on two different cabinets on the walk in closet. With a sigh of relief, I am grateful to be able to get through this day well. Finished all the boutique business and left all the responsibility to Denise while I focused on keeping my pregnancy. Sean asked me to rest until the baby in my womb was born in six months.

My skinny legs were breezed towards the bed and I staggered slightly as I lowered my buttocks on the edge of the bed. My palm rested on it while I inhaled the scent of lavender that burst into my room.

For a moment I sat on the bed while still dressed in deep clothes, then rose again to gallop towards the dresser made of walnut wood.

I grabbed a piece of wet tissue and swept it around the eyes so that my eyes came back cheerful without a challenging black scratch. At the moment where I wanted to do a sweep on my lips to remove the lipstick there, suddenly my shoulder jerked. Stung by electric current. Horrifically.

The tiredness I felt seemed to disappear while my passion was again spurred by the lash. I always thought that Sean was a secret ingredient of the ancestors who were able to eliminate the fatigue of longing women like myself. So powerful is the potion, even I can make sure myself able to do a lot of movement if he succeeds in teasing me.

My hair then fell to the left as I looked up at the clock that still showed no more than eight. Or I'll make sure that the night isn't over so soon. There will be an earthquake in my house before I can close my eyes and fall asleep.

With a breath of breath my back curled up as it slid from the chair. Aware of my condition not wearing clothes, I hurried to stagger to take my sleeping robe made of silk. My shoulder jerked again my husband outside now knocking on the door even harder. With trembling hands I immediately perched the rope of my robe as the last defense so that lukewarmness was not too tempted to see what I had in it.

Now I licked my dry lips while stepping into the door of the room in a fit of misgivings. I looked up because my breath was running out while I held the knob. Along with one breath, I pressed the iron object and pulled the door inside.

The door opened and I tried to hold the blast from inside me as Sean's handsome and charming face challenged me and his stronger and more seductive scent from before attacked me. Surrounding me and intoxicating me in a breath.

He took a step forward and I gasped for half my breath. With a broken heart I let my senses hear his hoarse and deep voice. There is vigilance when hearing it as well as calmness as if his voice is like thirst when sipping caffeine in the midst of fatigue.

I then consciously let the experienced jerk mutter in front of me. "Beautiful cloak for a beautiful night, my frail and ever blushing wife,"

"How are you? Also news of my baby being in there?"

I cleared my throat to restore my calm. With lips still trembling, I smiled and answered his greeting. "We're fine." I replied. Next to my hand pushed the door while the other side of my hand touched his shoulder.

Sean threw his tablet towards the sofa then kissed my lips once. Her fingers gracefully inserted the hair that stuck to my face behind my ears while her mouth spoke. "You look tired, baby." she snored, making the two corners of my lips lift.

I tiptoed to kiss her lips and shook my head. Smiling and staring at the blue ocean in his eyes, I said. "Now not anymore. The source of my strength is back." I muttered, then kissed him a few more times until he chuckled amusedly at my behavior.

With one hand on my waist, he rubbed my cheek with the other hand. "Is your boutique business done?" tanyanya while pinching my small cheek.

"Hm, yeah. I've already left everything to Denise."

With his index finger, he touched the tip of my nose as he spoke. "Good girl." he hissed, then came back to exclaim. "Hey, why don't you cooperate with me? Know it? Your business will be even more crazy if you join Warner Enterprise." muttered his spirit as well as showing off himself.

I shook my head quickly. I don't know how many times he offered it to me, but he always refused. With a heavy breath, I withdrew from her control and spoke while walking back to the dressing table. "You've mastered me enough. I don't want you interfering in my other pleasures." I muttered without looking at him.

My finger picked up a new piece of wet tissue and rubbed it around my lips while my ear caught a protest sentence coming out of his mouth. "You're overreacting, Franda" he said heavily, then he resumed. "I'm just giving you a chance to make your business more advanced, not mix it up."

"Thank you, Sean." I turned my face away and threw a smile at him. "But it's not necessary. I've been doing it for years and I'm proud of my achievements. Now people think my boutique is more famous because I'm married to you, but I'm the one who turned over to develop it a long time ago." I went back to the mirror and cleaned my face.

I heard Sean exhaling heavily. But I'll let. I really don't want him interrupting my whole life. Getting married doesn't mean I'm gonna give up on everything. No one can interfere with my business, not even my husband. I spent too much time and energy there and I didn't want anyone to claim success for my efforts.

"I hate it when we fight like this."

I laughed and laughed softly. My finger grabbed the dirty wet tissue from the dressing table and threw it into a small trash can under the table. My feet galloped up to him and stood right in front of him. "It's not a fight, babe. Know it? This is called negotiation. When one party speaks and the other side listens, until an agreement is reached." I raised both hands and touched his shoulders. Swiped it slowly and then down to his chest. My fingers slowly unbuttoned his shirt until it opened completely.

Instantly my breath suddenly stuck in the throat when it found his smooth and muscular chest. My entire body trembled while I swallowed my own saliva. With trembling hands, I touched his chest. I could hear a snarl stuck in his mouth. When I raised my gaze to look at his face, Sean was looking up and closed. My lips smiled triumphantly and my heart cheered happily.

Not wanting to torture her any longer, I moved my hand from her chest to her cheek. I kissed her once and whispered. "Wearing while making love must be fun, babe." I said half a sigh in her ear.

I laughed when I saw him open his eyes and get excited. The most jerk smirk he had immediately pulled out while raising his eyebrows.

"But you have to lower your spirits a little, baby. I don't want my doctor nagging you again on your next visit."

Sean smiled and opened his mouth. "It's not a big deal, honey. I'm just worried that you can't help yourself."

My eyes were round for a while, but then I laughed softly and replied to his innuendo. "We'll see." I said half a whisper.