Buried Love's
Part 49's
The two humans were still enjoying the wind that was not so cold because now Arsen and Bellinda were hugging each other. It was only the first time the widow would return the hand without being asked or forced. However, they ended up with the man embracing with the woman's head leaning against the shoulder. The distance is so thin that it looks very friendly.
“Thanks for today. You made Colvert's birthday beautiful. I've never seen the boy smile and look so happy like before,” Bellinda said with great sincerity.
“If you want to thank me don't use sayings.”
That answer made Bellinda frown. “Then?”
“Ya .. know what men need,” Arsenic code while ruffling Bellinda's hair.
Bellinda clucked and kept her head away to stop leaning. “Why are you always talking about intimate smelling things,” his tirade.
“That's not what I mean, Bel. I need reassurance, when do you want to marry me again? Your mind is always bad about me.” Arsen looked at his widow who started to lower her head.
Bellinda was ashamed to accuse Arsen of anything undue. I don't know why his mind is always negative about that guy. “Sorry,” he said because he felt guilty. “I go in first, sleepy,” pampitnya later.
To end the chat that sounded very serious, Bellinda chose to dodge. His heart still has a taste for ex-husband, but trust does not seem to be a hundred percent.
Arsen exhaled and let his widow in first. “It turns out to gain trust is hard,” murmured.
Not long after, Arsen also joined the tent because the day began to show midnight. There's a blank side to the right of the Colvert. Instead, he chose to lie on his side behind Bellinda's back.
Arsen thought his widow was asleep, so he immediately hugged and kissed Bellinda on the shoulder. But, it turned out that the woman was writhing as if feeling amused.
“Why is it here? Next to Colvert is still wide,” protest Bellinda. His voice whispered softly so as not to disturb his son's sleep.
“Enak while hugging you, warm,” replied Arsen very relaxed. He could hear a sigh of resignation being let out by Bellinda.
“Don't be weird,” remember Bellinda.
The widow must be vigilant because their position is too close and intimate. Not a little distance. What else can Arsen's hand be mischievous with guerrilla to everywhere, especially the forbidden area that is very sensitive by touch.
“I won't be weird, just ... swipe just a little.” Arsen bit Bellinda's back.
“Sleep, yes sleep. Don't do anything else.” Because Bellinda was not sure she could resist the strange sounds of not coming out of her mouth if the man really did the thing mentioned.
“Iya ..” Finally Arsen gave up. But he also did not try to distance himself. Let hers transform later. But the cold air seems to make the arousal voltage is not as short as usual.
“Em ... Bell?”
“Ya?”
“Do you not want to realize the Colvert prayer earlier? He hopes to have a family, and we're united. I don't mind making it all come true.” Indeed, the widower of one always uses the method of pepet continues until the pelaminan.
Arsen turned Bellinda's sleeping position so they could see each other. He got rid of the strands of hair that covered his widow's pretty face. The fingers have no power not to rub the cheeks. “Did I dig up your buried love still not work? How deep did you bury that feeling?”