Can we just be us? Part 22

Part 22

Hamad: you did the right thing (he said sitting next to her), and it's not your fault, she is acting out because it is what teenagers do, don't take it personally. She just needs time.

He held Meera's hand and Meera looked at him. He knew exactly what to say to her

Meera: thank you

Hamad: anytime, besides it's my thing, solving disasters one teenager at a time

She laughed

Meera: I'm sorry for dragging you everywhere and for not asking you before making her stay here

Hamad: it was no trouble, and this is your house as much as it is mine

That was when tears started to form in her eyes. She tried to stop it from falling but she sailed miserably. Everything that happened today was crazy and she managed to keep her emotions intact but she couldn't take it anymore. For hours she waited to see if her sister was fine not knowing if she was injured or not then her mother's lack of care towards her own daughter everything about this whole day made her cry.

Meera: I'm sorry

She said wiping her tears but the more they poured down her cheeks. She never cried especially in front of people. Hamad was shocked to her cry, it was the first time a woman has ever cried in front of him and he didn't know what to do. It was his first time seeing her like this. A person could only take so little.

Hamad: hey, she is fine, your fine and everything is fine

He said almost in a whisper. He hugged her and she buried her head in his chest. Staying like that for awhile.

Awhile later Hamad was laying in the bed and Meera next to him with her head on his chest and shoulder while he had his arm around her. Just the warmth of his body calmed her down. She was never so close to any man like she is right now with Hamad. Their bodies touched and she could hear him breathing.

Hamad: Meera why don't you grab your things and stay in my room tonight

Meanwhile...

Saif was sitting with the guys, the whole time he was with them he was distracted.  Distracted looking at the girls around trying to take his mind away from her. Endless girls were going in and out of the place but no one was in comparison to her. The guys started to leave when it was only Abdulra7man and Saif sitting.

Abdulra7man: Saif int'h eb5air?

Saif: El7emdillah mafeeni shay

Abdulra7man: m5k 6ayer, mo wiyana mn km youm chi

Saif: ha, la la mafeeni shay

He tried to shut this conversation as fast as possible. 

Saif: 3n ethnk ana baseer 

He walked out and got into his car. Abdulra7man noticed his strange behavior it was the first time that he did not pick up a girl on his way out.

...

Hessa was at home getting ready for bed after the long day she had. She got out of her work clothes and in the bathroom to brush her teeth then her hair. But she had her iPhone in her left hand the whole time. 

Hessa ' s point of view:

This is ridiculous. Why am I even holding the phone.  It's been a week and he is not calling. It's not like it meant anything it was just a one night stand. Is it stupid to want more the sex that was mind blowing.

She hated that he made her head go crazy. She told herself that she wanted to sleep with him instead if admitting to herself that she actually has feeling for him.  After brushing her hair she walked to her dresser and started to take off her makeup and apply moisturizer on her face and body.  She got out of her robe and put on a loose white t-shirt and black underwear. She wanted to be comfortable since she was going sleep and it's the weekend tomorrow. After finishing up with her routine she started to make her bed when her phone interrupted her. She looked at the phone and it was a unknown number. It's probably a wrong number she thought.

Hessa: hello

Saif: hessa ana Saif, dgaayeg o akoon 3ndch

Hessa: wait what?

Saif: I'm coming over 

and with that he hung up.

Hessa: 'what the fuck'

Then she remembered that they talked about where they both lived in that short time before she gave him her number.  A week later he calls saying that he is coming over.  She thought he was crazy but she still went to her dresser combed her and put on perfume and a little lipstick since she looked pale.  She went to her closest and picked the navy lingerie. She knew why he was coming over and she wanted it to happen. While getting into her lingerie she cleaned up her bedroom and looked around when the buzzer of her apartment rang.

She buzzed him in and waited by the door for him to ring the doorbell. Then she opened the door to find him standing there with a sexy smirk that turned her on. 

Hessa: what are you doing here? 

Saif: are you expecting anyone? 

Hessa: no

Saif: so your dressed like that for me

He pointed to what she was wearing

She looked down and saw that she forgot to close her robe as her half naked body giving him a sneak peak to what was in both their minds.

Hessa: I was getting ready for bed

Saif: in that

He said as he imagined her on the bed all horny and needy. He knew that she wanted it just as much as he did.

He walked in a few more steps then closed the door behind him. He then the turned to her and saw her standing there how much he spent his time thinking about her, her face, her body and that night they shared together. Even the talk they shared. He got closer and she didn't move and didn't say anything. It was like he read her mind. Moving closer to her he stood right in front of her eyeing her from top to bottom

Hessa: like what you see?

Saif: I sure do

He put his hands on her shoulder to slide her silky white robe off her shoulders and onto the floor. Just a simple slight touch made her crazy. She gasped while his hands traveled down her arms as he held onto her hips and pulled her closer to him where they stood face to face.

His head got closer as he kissed her neck close to her chin going back towards her ear and as he breathed down her neck.  Taking his sweet time he went downwards leaving trails of kisses down to the middle of her chest between her boobs.  Her hands automatically rose up as she grabbed his hair and neck then pulled her head backwards slightly moaning. 

She then grabbed him by the ends of his shirt and pulled up stripping him wanting to see, touch and kiss. He raised his arms up obeying her as she pulled it over his head and threw it on the floor.  There stood Saif in front of her shirtless, boy did she like what she saw.  She placed her hands on his chest and looked into his eyes as her hands traveled downwards.  He smirked to her when she reached his belt buckle and unbuckled it then unbuttoned his jeans.  She slipped two fingers in to see his he was doing. She looked up to him again and smiled. Then she grabbed on to the belt buckle and lead him to the bedroom.