Best Defense

We Can Do It

I was still in the room and sat curled up on the bed. I should've been in the wracks of boredom, no entertainment at all in our bedroom. Just a bed, a nightstand and a wardrobe. But strangely enough, my heart was pounding fiercely on the chest as if waiting for the moment the roller-coaster would slide.

And the train really skidded.

My shoulder jerked when Sean went into the room, his clothes were still the same because he hadn't had a bath since, just like me. "I've prepared dinner on the kitchen table." - soft snoring.

Silent moment. But in that short time I was stunned by the relaxed, but also strong and firm attitude that Sean displayed in his figure. When Sean cleared his throat, I answered his offer. I gulped, soaking my blocked, dry throat. "Mm. yeah. I'll be there any minute."

I got out of bed and looked at Sean firmly in the kitchen. His body is tall, large, and beautiful. His back looks strong. His steps did not falter with his long legs. He walked barefoot, with a light blue shirt and long black jeans wrapping around his body.

And I gasped again as my husband suddenly turned his body back to me. My feet standing near the bed suddenly shifted until my calf stuck there. I need help to support my dazed body as it becomes entangled in its intoxicating charm.

Meanwhile, Sean stayed there. Only her hoarse voice caressed my senses on the spot. "Oh, yes, I brought a few bottles of red wine earlier, we can relax with it if you want."

I reviewed the smile with great difficulty, nodded, then watched Sean walk again. Oh my goodness, I already know the answer. Sean was seducing me and he didn't want to openly do it. I'm sure he's trying to stop himself from hitting me, and now I'm the one who has to anticipate not to tease him.

I took a few breaths and rushed to the kitchen. I poured the soup into a bowl and moaned favorably because it tasted delicious and made my stomach warm. After I finished dinner and took a sip of wine, I rubbed my lips with a handkerchief on the table. Then move from the kitchen.

As I walked through the middle room, I saw the back door open. Somewhat panicked because the house I occupied was in the forest, but more curious because I heard the gentle rustling of the wind and the sound of insects. I decided to go there.

I found Sean standing there. His head was turned towards the sky.

I cleared my throat to tell of my arrival. Sean looked at the lightning. I approached her as she turned her face back, standing right next to her. "God, I've never seen a star studded this much." I was stunned.

I gripped the guardrail and looked further for a while. I didn't realize that Sean had shifted behind me and made me flinch with his hands suddenly wrapped around my stomach. "It's too cold not to hug you, Franda."

To be honest I was pounding, but I finally managed to master my thoughts again. "So, how do you know about this place, Sean?" tanyaku carefully.

"Taylor's. One of my childhood friends." replied Sean.

I murmured again. "You haven't told me about your friends."

I could feel Sean looking at me as his warm breaths danced down my cheeks. "I'll introduce them to you later." Suddenly my body trembled like it was electrocuted when Sean stroked my neck with his shrewd lips and tongue.

Without me noticing my eyes closed and I sighed. I felt great pleasure from her caresses, and I remembered that our hearts had been far away for too long, or my heart had moved away from her. I don't know, I don't know.

For a while I was still lulled by her wild touch, I wanted her to continue her persuasion and take me inside the house and we would make love all night. This place does present a strong and hot lovemaking aroma, plus the smell of Sean's own body that is so cruel to burn me. Suddenly, I opened my eyes and turned to face him.

My eyes closed again while I catch my breath. I could feel Sean's heartbeat pounding violently through both palms of my hands clinging to his chest, and now I felt guilty when I heard him exhale deeply. Sean was disappointed by my apparent rejection.

"I'm sorry." I muttered, not knowing my purpose in saying it.

I waited long enough for Sean to respond. But when he made a sound, he sounded gloomy. "What's up, Franda?" My heart ached catching a very clear tone of despair in his voice.

I dare not raise my face to look at him. I trembled, my cheeks were hot, and I subconsciously squeezed the shirt wrapped around her body, then I cried. I don't know what's going on with me. I love him but there's something in me that's trying to resist him, I feel like Sean wants to hurt me and I have to protect myself from that.

"Franda," Now her voice turned softer. Sean cupped my hand and grabbed it. "Tell me what's going on, we'll go through it together. How do you feel, baby?" he murmured while declaring a plea with a squeeze of his hand.

I can't make a sound other than a cry from my mouth. I am really tormented by this situation. My desire collided with a rejection that I didn't even know came from which corner of my head. There is fear, anxiety, worry, and confusion that I cannot explain. My brain was running here and there, with all the emotions chasing each other, as if racing to poison to be released first.

I wanted to blow all those worries away, but... God, how can I live with this?

With still sobbing, I ventured to raise my face. And then my heart became more painful. Sean, my handsome and always witty husband, is looking at me with the worst look I have ever seen, his misty eyes seem to explain that he is frustrated with my current attitude.

I looked at him for quite a while and broke into tears, then he jerked at me with a hiss full of pressure. "Franda," His two hands cupped my cheeks. "I've said many times that you're not alone. There is a me who will always accompany you. Please.share with me. Don't keep everything to yourself. I want to feel your pain too."

"I don't care if you want to keep all the fear in you, but at least make peace with it. Accept her as part of you, so you can manage all your feelings. Don't lose, Franda. You're better, you're more entitled to control your head than all the emotions that have bound you all this time. You have to be able to control it." The snoring was long, adding.

I digested all of his unmistakable words, and I did realize that. I took a deep breath and then threw it away slowly, I repeated it a few times until I felt calm and then nodded. "I need your help."

The curves of Sean's smile widened and the corners of his eyes furrowed, as if expressing relief were filling him at this moment. He gently pulled my body into his warm, soothing embrace. And that's where I need it most right now. I replied with my hand wrapped tightly around her back, gently expressing my sincere gratitude for all the kindness she offered.

He kissed my forehead once when we were gone. "Come, we're in now. The night is getting colder."

I comply. Without much words following him stepped off the terrace. If I could, I would want me to comfort him. I wanted to calm her down like she calmed me down. But I know Sean is another. She is tough and different from the usual figure and I am just a helpless woman when dealing with her.

Oh, my God, Sean...