Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Can we just be us? Part 32

Part 32

She was getting ready for the big event when she received a text message. Just hearing the her phone buzz got her excited. His name displayed on the screen made her smile as she opened the message

Can't wait to see you tonight

Just a simple text made her miss him even more. After their confession to each other they haven't spent that much time together due to their busy schedules.  

She was finally done and got in her car and drove to the hall. She spotted her mother chatting away more like nagging at the event planner

Hessa: mother

Mom: hessa, a red lip really?

Hessa just rolled her eyes. That was the closest thing she got to a compliment.

Hessa: how is everything here?

Her mother started to lay out everything that the event planner was doing wrong, criticizing her. Hessa looked at her knowing exactly how she felt being told was she was doing wrong. The guests were arriving slowly and the hall was getting fuller. Hessa on the other hand mingled with the guests and chatted the night away but her eyes glued on the entrance waiting. He spotted Saif walking beside her parents whom were holding hands. He parted ways with them and walked straight to her

Saif: hi there beautiful

Hessa: hi

She smiled to him, his presence made everything better. He got closer to her and kissed her cheek slightly breathing down her neck. Even in front of all these people the slight touch caused electricity to go down her spine.

Saif: god you look amazing

Whispering it to her ear, she closed her eyes for a moment and got lost in his fragrance. It made her knees go week. Everything  was perfect but one, the sex, more like the lack of it. Whenever they got together one of them would stop right before it got intense. She didn't know if it was a good or a bad thing. 

Saif: come on

He held her hand and lead her to where both their parents were standing. 
Saif: mom

Saif 's mother: hessa, it's really nice to see you especially after hearing so much about you

She held her son's arm

Hessa looked at Saif, she realized that he talked to his mother about her. 

Hessa: thank you Mrs Al x, it's nice see you too

Saif's mother: you've grown up to be quite a lady

Saif's mother was an acquaintance of hessa's family. She was not clinging onto her son despite Saif being her oldest. She was just glad that her son finally found someone he loves. She always worried that he might be gay from the lack of woman he introduced to her.

After chatting up with his parents they walked together and out the hall around the garden.

The lights radiated from the trees and bushes reflecting through the night. There were big statues with their own built in stands that held them up strong. They could hear the music and people's conversations echoing as they walked around. They were holding hands tightly

Hessa: I missed you

She was surprised at herself on how she spoke her mind. She used to be a closed book, always keeping to herself, but when it came to him she told him everything she was feeling and it scared her, how the effect he had on her.
He walked ahead of her still holding her hand leading her to were the statues were, pinning her against one of them

Saif: I missed this

Moving in toward her till his lips touched hers, kissing her. Just a simple peck

Saif: I've been wanting to do that ever since I saw you in that dress

Fortunately there wasn't anyone around to witness this sexual tension floating in the air. She grabbed him from his tux and pulled him towards her this time kissing him back paying more attention to his lower lip. He had his body against hers real close, he could feel her breasts on his chest. Thanking god he remembered that that they were in public, he snapped back to reality slightly pulling away.

Saif: let's get back inside

Saif's point of view

It's not like I don't want her, it's just it did not happen for weeks now. It's not like we planned to wait, it just happened like that. Maybe waiting is the right thing to do.

Sex was like defense a mechanism that he adapted to stay away and keep his distance from women. But this time he did not want to stay away and was afraid that sex was going to ruin what they have. 

Hessa ' s point of view:

Woman have needs just like men, why is it so hard not to think about it? Everything is good, it is going fine, and I like how it is. It is just hard to think about anything else. When  I see him, all I imagine myself doing is stripping him naked and have it my way. How is he even doing all this? How can he handle it?

...

It was their first big social event attending it together as a married couple. And it was good, people would congratulate them again and chit chat about the honeymoon and married life. Meera felt comfortable talking about it even if people did not know the real deal but if felt like it. She saw how people saw them together and it made her proud. Hamad would talk and chat the night away and she saw the way he handled every conversation.

Hamad: hi mother

Mom: how are you son, Meera sweetie (kissing both her son and daughter in law)

Meera: hello auntie, you look amazing

Mom: that is what I'm supposed to be saying to you am I right (talking o Hamad)

Hamad: you are

He glanced at his beautiful wife standing next to him grabbing everyone's attention.

Mom: How are you kids doing

Hamad: mom, kids really in a social event

Mom: what? aren't you my kids?

Meera: we are fine, good actually

After talking to some old investors Hamad's father walked to where his family were standing

Hamad: uboy

Dad: son, Meera (giving her a kiss on both cheeks)

He was proud to have a daughter in law like her. He saw her business potential and liked what she was doing with her own company.

Mom: let's get seated

They talked, laughed shared stories, it was a night Meera shared with his family treating her like their own. Something she did not have with her own family.
Even at big social dinner events Hamad's mother would plan family nights. After having dinner and socializing everyone got to their separate ways and to the way home.

In the car

Hamad turned his head to see Meera looking out the Window

Hamad: you alright?

Meera: yes

He noticed how beautiful she was giving him her soft smile. Just looking at her made him at ease, like he was the calmest person in the world.

Hamad: long night

Meera: yeah, but I enjoyed it, for the first time I enjoyed these kinds of events

Hamad: I'm glad


They would act like they were on the longest first date ever. There were many things he wanted to say to her but did not know how to.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Can we just be us? Part 31

I know im late, but happy new year and here is a post for you guys, enjoy

Part 31

Waking up early since she had a long day ahead of her. She had to work then to her mother's social event. Getting out her dress and shoes she was going to wear tonight ahead of time knowing she would not have much time later. Her mother has invited rich families and bachelors who were on the market for her only daughter. She has set up a meet up with them for her daughter, much to her daughter's dismay. Despite Hessa's constant argument with her mother, she had Hessa's best interest in mind. The invitations she sent came along with a plus one and Saif got the same invitation along with his family. Their feelings for each other laid there on the table since they confessed to each other few weeks ago, it was serious but Hessa did not know if it was serious enough to announce it to the world. He did not ask her to be her plus one and knowing  his parents made it even more awkward. She had met his mother a few times since she was good friend of her own mother but being introduced as his girlfriend was all new to her and him.

Hessa's point of view:

Why am I even thinking about his parents,  is he going to say something about me? Do I want him to say something?  Why do just keep looking so much into this.  Ever since I told him how I feel all I think about is what he is thinking. It is like my world revolves around him.

Hours later

Hamad got home early to find Sara at home with a sketchbook in her hands. She wanted to go into the fashion world and be one day a well known fashion designer. He remembered the days when he wanted to go and do his own thing when his father insisted in taking over the family company. Her decision was the cause of many arguments between her and Meera. Meera being her older sister wanted what was best for her and worried that her decision might not work out.

Hamad: that looks good

She looked up to him and said

Sara: I'm glad someone thinks so

He laughed knowing what she meant

Hamad: you know, when I was younger I did not want to run the family company

Sara: what changed?

Hamad: I got to do my own thing at first, I went to college studied hard despite my father's wishes but that only made me better at what I do today

Sara: but you still run the company

Hamad: yes but my own way, I did not want it to end with my father

She looked back down to her sketchbook

Hamad: I'm not saying listen to your sister, do what you want, work hard for it but you need to have a plan

Sara: I have one

Hamad: great let's hear it

He took a seat next to her ready to listen to her plans

Sara: I sent my portfolio to companies and designers for an internship and I heard back from a couple of them

Hamad: that is a good start

Sara: I just don't understand why Meera doesn't think so


Hamad: have you talked to her about your plans?

She was dumbfounded

Hamad: your sister wants to hear your plans, she wants you to be responsible, to know what you are getting yourself into, I assume you want to do your own thing at the end, be known on your own, open your fashion line and company

Sara: yes

Hamad: then why don't you take business courses

She seemed interested

Meera walked in with a dress in her hands freshly laundered along with hamad's suit.

Meera: what's going on here?

Putting her keys down Hamad approached her and got the laundry form her then walked to their bedroom leaving the ladies alone in the living room

Meera: did you have lunch?

Sara: yes

Meera glanced at sara's sketchbook it was clear that her sister had talent.

Sara: that social event thing is today?

Meera: it is

Sara: do you want me to do your makeup?

Sara was quite the makeup artist

Meera: if it is ok with you

They still haven't gotten things out of the way from the fight that they had
After getting her makeup and hair done Meera walked out of Sara's bedroom and into hers to get into her dress. Luckily Hamad was in the bathroom taking a shower, she wanted him to see her completely ready. She stripped to her panties and bra then got into her dress. Hamad on the other hand got out with his dress shirt still unbuttoned and his belt unbuckled.  He looked up to her to find her in a black backless fitting dress that made his mind go crazy.
Hamad: wow
She bit her lower lip not knowing how to respond to that
She grabbed his cuff lings off the table and walked to him. He extended his arm to her so she could do it for him. She grabbed it from the head and inserted it into the sleeves and did the same to the other. He saw how concentrated she was doing a small task, she looked up to him after she was done then placed her hands on the collar of his dress shirt. She buttoned the first one taking her sweet time, slowly going downwards till the last. He just watched her concentrate on what she was doing.
She took a step interrupting their moment.
Meera: there, all done

She walked away and towards her shoes to get ready so they can be out the door in no time