The Unholy Matrimony - Chapter 12
The next day, Phoebe was released from the hospital and Hunter arrived quite early to help her pack things up. She teased him on what a great husband he was and that woman who married him should consider them lucky to have him. They laughed together for the first time before he carried her from the ward to their car.
"You don't have to do this at
all, really!" she said. She looked at him and turned around to catch the
view of the garden along the way home.
"I insisted. You should be
treated like queen," he insisted then he pinched her cheek and she let out
a cry.
"That's hurt!" she blurted
out.
"If you want to know, I've done
lot more than this to you before," he joked and she clipped him smartly on
his head.
"Ha ha, very funny. Just drive
alright," she turned away and mimicked a smile.
Soon as they reached their home, a
familiar feeling seems to welcome her in any sense they could. She remembered the
small pond, the antique garden fountain and the beautiful figurine of a swan in
the middle of the pool. She quickly stepped out from her shoes and walked
straight into the pool.
"It’s so cool. I love it!"
she claimed. She was playing with the water like children forgetting all about
all the things. He walked by the pool and offered a hand to help her up but she
quickly pulled him effortlessly down to the pull, all wet. She wrapped her arms
around his neck and drew closer before they caught themselves in a passionate
kiss.
Phoebe nipped at his neck and ear
before kissing his chin and shoulders. She started unbuttoning his shirt and
let it slid over his shoulder and savored his taste again. She kissed and
licked her way up his collarbone and down to his navel. He made a strangling
noise, holding himself while she worked her wicked ways with him.
"I never thought being an
amnesia girl would be very appealing to me," she teased, circling her
index finger on his chest, playing with his nipple.
"Why would you say that,"
he breathed shakily. The torture was too much for him to hold down anymore.
"It’s a turn on to make out
with a stranger. So since I didn't remember you anymore, that made us both
strangers right?" She put her fingers on his lips.
"Then we don't have to do any
role-playing games anymore," he turned her over pinning her to the ground.
Phoebe continued to peel his pants and boxer off him and leaving him with
nothing underneath. Phoebe peeled off her panties and bra and beside the pool,
she straddled him.
"I don't think I can hold on
that long with you," he cried pumping into her. He already clawing at the
dirt there almost reached his climax. When Phoebe bent down to kiss him, both
fall into ecstasy and enveloping themselves in tidal crash of desire.
Later that night Hunter received an
unsuspecting call from a familiar voice which he later dismissed as a prank. It
was Andrew on the other line, threatened him to return his share and cleaned
his reputation back. He should have known better, Hunter was not that easy to convince.
"Who's on the line?"
Phoebe managed to call from the kitchen.
"Nobody, wrong number
maybe!" he called back. Then, he went straight to the kitchen and helped
Phoebe prepared their dinner.
Tonight they'll having a romantic
dinner for two, where Phoebe had prepared a sizzling roasted turkey completed
with gorgeous tempura fried prawns to matched up with the gravy filled baked
potatoes and chili fries. For desserts, they are having a chocolate fudge
sundae and all will be as perfect as they want it to be.
"So, you want to tell me who's
calling just now?"Phoebe asked again.
"Don't worry. He won't bother
you anymore." he reassured her.
She blinked and asked again more
curiously, "Who is it?"
He explained that the guy who's on
the phone was the one who tried to kill her during the road accident. She
inhaled a deep breath. Trying hard to remember, a wave of nausea returned
causing her to double over and holding her head with both of her hands.
"I know this must be very hard
for you, but you need to take it slow." he insisted. He cradled her head
against his chest and whispered sweet nothings to her ear.
Hunter kissed her forehead for
reassurance and helped her with her food.
The next morning was quite busy to
start with and the more hectic than what they expected it to be. Feeling
awkward for a while and having so sense of unfamiliar surroundings, Phoebe
decided to just stay home for the day to make herself comfortable here. She
wandered across the hall, visiting each room and picking up the sensation from
each place she'd been to make her remember something but nothing came to her
mind. Everything felt empty and she felt nothing.
Disappointed, she went back to read
her paperback romance novel at the living room and turned on the television to
clear off her mind. She flipped through the pages and still she found something
missing. She dialed Hunter's cell phone and waited, "Hello, are you
there?"
Hunter replied, "Yeah honey,
why you sound so nervous? Anything going on right now?"
"No, I just worried about
nothing. I think it’s just me and I really need some company right now,"
she insisted.
"I'll be back in 2 hours so
stay put and don't go anywhere," he clicked his phone off and Phoebe
leaned against the cushion. I must be lucky to have him.
Suddenly the phone rang again, and
Phoebe jumped. Carefully she picked up the phone and answered, "Who's
there?"
No answer. Few pauses and Phoebe
desperately asked again, "Who's on the line? If you trying to scare me let
me tell you something. You succeed I'm thrilled!" Phone switched off. Fuck.
She crawled back into her couch and
let the phone laid beside her. She managed to close all curtains and windows
and shut all the doors with the help of the housemaids. "What's wrong,
maam?' one of the housemaids asked.
"Nothing, I just nervous after
a strange call just now," she replied shakily. She looked up at the clock,
its still 1 hour more before Hunter got home.
Hunter arrived home exactly as what
he promised earlier and Phoebe ran straight to him and complained about the
mysterious call she received earlier. "It must be that Andrew guy. He's
good for nothing!" she spat.
"We are still not sure who the
caller is so we can't just assume he's the one." Hunter said to reassure
her. Although from earlier call, it might made sense but why call her? Hunter
blinked and turned back at her.
Phoebe wrapped her arms tightly
around his waist and sobbed, "I've been a bit clingy lately, sorry but I
must have traumas from strange calls or something after that accident." He
stroked her hair tenderly and given a reassuring kisses on her forehead.
"Nothing will happen to you, I
promise." Although he still worries about her safety and he will do
everything in his power to protect her, no matter what it may cost. And he
intended to do just that.
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