chapter 23-jealous because my 'husband' misses some other girl!

Lara's P.O.V. :

I was now sitting on a bed in an unknown room which is probably the guest room of the Adams' mansion. When I asked Dora to which room I should go to take some rest, she showed me this room. So now here I am, resting.

Cara went with Josh to play. I called Ash and Angie and told them about today's incident. They got way too excited when I told them the part about our marriage drama. After that I called Mrs. Black and requested her to take care of JoJo till we live here in the mansion. She readily agreed.

When I came into the room, my bags were already brought here. Maybe, Mr. Adams' men kept them here. I was really exhausted and my back was really paining so I decided to lie down on the bed and take some rest.

I laid flat on the amazingly comfortable bed and covered myself with the furry blanket.

It's so cozy and warm.

I don't know when I fell asleep. I was in my sleep when I heard some noises. I opened my eyes but there was no one.

I closed my eyes again and tried to sleep but the sound came again. I sat straight on the bed and tried to focus on the sound. It was the sound of dropping water coming from the shower.

Is there someone in the shower? Cara?

No ways! She can't be. She can't even open the door knob then how will she open the shower?

I stepped down from the bed and walked towards the bathroom and stood in front of the door.

Did Dora mistakenly sent me in someone else's room?

I don't think so. The men have also put my bags in this room which means this room is for the guests. Then who's inside the bathroom, taking a shower?

I placed my ear on the door carefully to hear who was inside.

I could only hear the sound of water falling from the shower. After sometimes, the shower stopped. I was now leaning completely on the door and trying to hear the sound carefully when the door suddenly opened and I lost my balance.

I was about to fall on the ground when suddenly two strong arms stopped me from falling and enveloped my body.

My eyes were closed tightly. After I came to notice that I didn't fall on the ground, I slowly opened my eyes. I was in the arms of the Greek god with perfectly toned body. The Greek god's abs were so hard and perfect. His hair was wet with dripping water which was falling on my face. I was busy adoring his deep blue eyes when I noticed that the Greek god was giving me a smirk which reminded me of my newly wedded fake husband, Mr. Shane Adams.

"Leave me!" I shouted at him.

"Are you sure?" He asked, grinning.

"Yes! Leave me now." I said and then

THUD!

I fell on the floor with a loud thud.

"Aaah...my back! It hurts!" I stood up and rubbed my back with my hand.

"How dare you leave me? Because of you I fell on the floor." I asked, furiously.

"You told me to leave you. I just followed the order of my wife like an obedient husband." He winked and walked from there, it was then I noticed that he was only in his white towel tied around his waist. His back looked sexy!

Scratch that part.

"When did you get in the room? And why were you taking a shower here? Why are you in my room, I mean in the guest room when you should be in your bedroom?" I asked crossing my arms.

He looked at me, amused as if I was reciting some kind of fairytale to him.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" I was a little nervous now.

He walked towards me. I could clearly see his perfectly toned abs. He stood in front of me. There was only a finger gap in between us. I took one step backward and at the same time, he took one step towards me. This went on until I hit the wall. He came closer to me and put both of his hands on either sides of me on the wall blocking me from escaping.

His freshly showered smell was developing some kind of tingling feeling in my body. He closed the gap between us and now our nose were touching. I stood there stiff without moving because if I had moved even a bit, our lips would come into contact which I surely don't want.

"I came into the room while you were having your...beauty sleep...I didn't want to wake you up  so I just walked in slowly and went into the bathroom to take a shower..." he whispered into my ear, huskily.

I got goosebumps everywhere on my body. He was too close for my liking. His manly scent was making me go weak. While he was whispering into my ears, his lips were caressing my hair and sometimes my ears. It made me more nervous and weak. I could easily get rid of his closeness by kicking him on his balls but...I don't know why, something stopped me from doing so. Actually, I was enjoying his closeness. And for the first time ever, I wanted him to grab my waist tightly and kiss me like he did that night at the club and today few hours ago. I don't know why, but my heart missed a beat when he whispered. I felt as if my feet were not on the floor anymore, It felt like I was in the air. I felt butterflies in my belly.

Why am I having such feelings and that also for him, The arrogant, Mr. Shane Adams?

"...and for your kind information, this is my room or should I better say now, our room, Mrs. Shane Adams?" he completed his sentence with a kiss on my cheek.

When his lips touched my cheek, my heart started beating faster. I closed my eyes and started feeling his touch.

What's happening to me? Why am I getting these kind of feelings? Why am I enjoying his closeness and his kisses? Yes, I liked his kiss. I liked it when he kissed me in the living room saying that Mrs. Adams was watching us and now that he is kissing me on my cheek, I am liking it even more. I don't want to like it. Please, Shane...stop kissing me or I won't be able to control my feelings and will kiss you on your lips. Please stop!

"I think we disturbed your parents' romance, Cara. Let's come later." We heard a female voice. We both turned at the doorway and there she was standing, Mrs. Adams with Cara in her arms.

My face turned red and I felt my cheeks were getting hotter. I pushed Mr. Adams by gently placing my hands on his bare chest and walked towards them.

I took Cara from her arms. Mrs. Adams was looking at me, smiling. I blushed and looked down.

How embarrassing!

"Mom, what are you doing here?" Mr. Adams came at the doorsteps and slipped his hands around my waist. I shivered at his touch.

"I just came here to call you guys for the dinner. Remember, today we'll have dinner together?" She said caressing Cara's hair.

"We'll be down in 10 minutes." Mr. Adams said pulling me by waist towards him which made me put a hand on his bare chest for support .

Please, Mr. Adams, stop it! I don't want to feel anything.

"Okay! Come fast. You guys have the whole night for continuing your unfinished work." Mrs. Adams winked and walked from there, smiling.

I blushed at her statement.

"Your mom is already gone, Mr. Adams. Now you can remove your hand from my waist." I said without looking at him.

"Um...yes!" he stuttered and removed his hand immediately. I felt incomplete when he removed his hand from my waist.

"Mommy, why was he kissing you? Did you do a 'well-done' job?" Cara asked in her sleepy voice.

"Huh?" I looked at her, confused.

"Yes, mommy. You always give me a kiss whenever I do something good. Did he kiss your cheek because you did a good acting?" She asked innocently.

Mr. Adams took Cara from my arms into his. He kissed on both her cheeks and smiled.

He looks really handsome when he smiles.

What are you saying, Lara? Stop it!

"If kissing means that then you need double kisses, little lady. Your acting was amazing." he said as he kissed on her cheeks again.

"Yay! Mommy look, he said I did good acting." She said, excitedly. Suddenly her sleep flew away somewhere.

I smiled at her innocence and kissed her cheek.

"Can I call you daddy always? Please!" Cara blurted.

We both choked at that and looked at each other.

"Shh...Cara. No, you can't call him daddy." I said sternly as I gave her a warning look.

"But why?" She whined.

"Because..." I was out of words. I don't know what to answer.

"Yes, Ms. Jones, why can't she call me daddy?" He asked emphasizing on the word. He was looking at me intently.

Because it'll complicate everything, Mr. Adams. I wanted to say it loud but I tied my tongue tight.

"Answer her question, Ms. Jones." he said looking into my eyes.

"Because...I..." he cut me off.

"Cara, you can call me daddy, always." he said to her but looking at me.

I walked from there and sat on the bed. I need to maintain distance from him. I can't let these alien feelings overrule me.

"Why did you tell Dora to send me in your room? Cara and I could have stayed in the guest room." I said without looking at him.

From the peripheral of my vision, I could see him walking towards the bed and made Cara sit on the bed. Then he went to the wardrobe and took out his clothes.

"A husband and a wife lives in the same room, Ms. Jones. I hope you know that. And moreover, I know my mom very well, she'll keep her eyes on us. We must be very careful." He said and went to the bathroom.

Maybe he's right. We need to be more careful.

After sometimes, he came out of the wardrobe fully dressed in his black sweat pant and a gray V neck t-shirt.

"You can use my wardrobe to keep your and Cara's dresses..." he said and sat on the bed beside me. I shifted away from him.

"You can use the bathroom to get changed." he continued.

I just nodded my head and arranged our stuffs in the wardrobe.

I took out Cara's night dress and got her changed into them. He was now sitting on the side couch and was busy on his laptop.

I took out my leggings and oversize hoodie and went inside the bathroom to get changed into them. When I came out, Mr. Adams and Cara were playing hide and seek. I stood at the bathroom door. They looked really adorable. I saw him laughing for the first time. Cara was hidden behind the couch. He knew already that she was there but still acted as if he's having trouble seeking her.

"Here, I found you little lady!" He carried her into his arms and started tickling her. She was laughing like anything.

"Mommy, stop...daddy...from tickling me." she said in between her laughs.

I laughed looking at them. Time to have some fun. I went to them and took Cara into my arms and made her stand on the bed.

"No more tickles." I said crossing my arms as if I was angry and was warning them. They both stopped laughing and even smiling.

Was I rude?  But I was just acting!

"Now it's mommy's turn to be tickled!" Mr. Adams exclaimed and started tickling me on my waist...and believe me, I am the most ticklish person.

I couldn't control myself. I started laughing.

"Yay!" Cara joined and started tickling me on my neck.

"Stop it...Mr. Adams...please!" I said in between laughs.

"Really, Ms. Jones? It's your punishment for scolding us." He said and tickled me more which made me fall on the bed along with him as I had clutched his neck to stop myself from falling. But I think he lost his balance and now we were lying on the bed. He was on top of me. He had his hands on either side of me which was carrying his body weight and saving me from crushing under his massive body.

We both were now looking into each others' eyes. I couldn't stop myself from getting lost into his deep ocean blue eyes. He was looking at my lips which made me bite my lower lips nervously. He cupped my face with one of his hands and lowered his face. Our faces were only a mere inches apart. He was about to kiss me when I put my hands on his chest to stop him.

"Stop, Mr. Adams. Cara is here." I whispered.

What if Cara was not here?

You would let him kiss you? My inner goddess argued with me.

Suddenly he averted his eyes from me and muttered something under his breath and stood up. He gave me his hand to help me stand.

"Let's go for dinner." he said without looking at me.

He carried Cara and walked out of the bedroom. I followed him to the dining room. I took Cara from his hands on the way.

As soon as we reached the dining room, a girl of around my age came running excitedly towards Mr. Adams and hugged him tightly.

Who is this girl? And why is she hugging Mr. Adams?

Are you jealous, Lara?

No, why would I be jealous?

I averted my eyes from them and silently went and sat beside Josh on the chair. Cara went to sit beside Mrs. Adams.

For how long will you hug Mr. Adams, huh? Now leave him...he needs to have his dinner. I wanted to say it out aloud to the girl but that's none of my business.

He was enjoying the hug. I mean the way he has enveloped her small body with his hug clarifies that he's having fun.

Then why am I troubled with it? He's not your real husband to get jealous about any girl hugging him.

"I missed you so much!" She blurted excited as they parted from the hug.

What?

"I missed you too, Riley." he said, smiling.

So you missed her, huh? I raised my eye brows and glared at him.

He looked at me, amused and then walked towards me. He stood beside me. I lowered my head and started looking at my plate.

Don't even think of sitting beside me or I'll punch you on your face, Mr. Shane Adams. Go and sit with your Riley!

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