The Love of the Racer
I Believe You Love Me

Jesslyn was sped up when the door leaf she was leaning against felt pushed and almost opened. Negative thoughts instantly crammed into his brain. When the mind is confused like today, fear is of course very easy to create.

Plus the night is almost meeting in the early hours. Who is the one who wants to visit during gini nights. Surprisingly again the person knows the password door which certainly has the freedom to enter and exit the apartment without permission. A gripping atmosphere immediately accompanied. Jesslyn shuddered in horror.

The hand was immediately brought pushing the door back shut perfectly, preventing the stranger from entering and harassing him. He still remembered to turn the key so that access in and out of his apartment could not be entered by just anyone.

I don't know, Jesslyn wasn't sure the effort would be useful or even futile. Now he just wants to immediately find shelter from something bad that he does not want. Half a foot ran towards the room and locked the door immediately. Hurriedly carried a body hiding behind his thick blanket.

"Jeaven, I'm scared." Jesslyn's body was shaking. His heart rate is pounding. Her instincts crave protection from her husband unconsciously.

"Who was that guy? Was it the robber who tried to break into my apartment? Oh, my God." Jesslyn curled up with a sense of anxiety.

Chequek! Chequek!

His fear grew when he heard someone like trying to open the door of a room that was still locked. The fingers pull tighter over the edge of the blanket to protect themselves. Even peeking out from under his blanket he did not dare.

The thump of fear seemed to make his heart want to jump from the chest cavity. Jesslyn heard the stranger managed to open the door of her room. It was even clear to knock the footsteps that were walking closer to his bed.

Jesslyn made no sound. Hope his existence doesn't catch the eye. He even held his breath several times so as not to invite suspicion. Although frustrated by the noisy sound of his own heartbeat that even worsened the atmosphere.

Jeaven .. I really need your presence. I'm afraid! Oh my God ....

Jesslyn's mind was screaming hysterically. He was sweating coldly while crying. His head was already filled with a shadow of a tragic event. If until what he fears becomes real it is really sad.

Incredible shock along with bated breath. Jesslyn's body was currently confined within a cloak. From behind someone crouching while showering kisses. The woman didn't struggle to fight. His entire nerves were under attack by paralysis, frozen in helplessness.

"I'm sorry."

The deg!

The chest cavity that had rumbled violently seemed to have almost exploded. The longed voice instantly doused the tightness of the crush. Doubt is still cheering. Jesslyn was still swept away in between a sense of trust or not. However, the whisper of his little heart was also reluctant to dodge.

He was the Jeaven who was hugging him right now.

"sorry. I was wrong."

Is this just a dream? Jesslyn still faithfully unravels the question in the heart. Soon he turned his body to find a definite answer. Until his cry immediately broke while tightly hugging the gallant body of the husband.

"Jeaven, it's you, isn't it? I'm not dreaming, am I? If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up from my sleep. I just want to be like this." Jesslyn was crying hysterically, spilling all fret in Jeaven's chest.

"Yes, it's me. Your husband." Jeaven returned a hug while stroking the woman's head. Frankly, he was a bit surprised by Jesslyn's attitude that seemed unusual. All he knew was that his wife would always behave snugly in between spoiled attitudes.

"What exactly are you? You feel uncomfortable? Is anyone sick? Say." The protective instinct as a husband is of course immediately encouraged to give all attention to the queen of hearts.

Jesslyn shook her head in between sobs. "I'm fine now because you're here." Immediately brought his face up until a pair of windows husband and wife's heart meet each other. "How does the story go you survived the plane crash?" It must be a wonder too.

Kernyitan suddenly adorned the forehead of Jeaven. "A plane crash?" He could not yet digest his wife's words. From earlier his phone also ran out of power, so it could also be a factor about him who does not know anything.

"So Brent called your family, reported that the plane you were on had an accident. There were also no surviving passengers. I'm really surprised, Jeav. The bad news really made me limp as if I was losing my life" Jesslyn said.

Jeaven was surprised. He did not think he had just survived death. If the shadow of his wife and future children does not continue to ring perhaps the angel of death has picked up.

Indirectly God made his wife and prospective children as a mediator so that he was free from death. If it is like this, the mind certainly does not stop giving thanks for the event.

"I did buy a plane ticket but changed my mind and didn't go" Jeaven said. His thumb wiped Jesslyn's wet cheek.

"Thank God." Jesslyn was once again relieved. He really is very happy. God really shows us his magic. "But why don't you go?" He came back asking.

"My heart feels hard to go." Indeed, Jeaven did not have the heart to leave Jesslyn when the problems between them had not been resolved.

"Why? Wouldn't you be disqualified from a racing tournament in Paris if you stayed here? The tournament is very important for your career." Jesslyn is grateful that Jeaven did not take the flight until she survived. But still a big question mark on the head stuck.

"I can't leave you."

"But-"

"You're much more important than that race tournament. I can still go to the next tournament" break up with Jeaven.

"Jeeavens ...." Jesslyn's chest was instantly congested from being moved.

"But why are you so hot? Wouldn't it be nice if I died in that plane crash because you weren't expecting me."

"sorry. I'm taking back all my words." Jesslyn hugged Jeaven back, drowning her face in the chest of her husband's field. He came back crying out of regret at heart. "I won't lose you."

"You still love me?"

"Don't you believe it?" And Jeaven doesn't want to lose. He also threw a question.

"I believe. Very trusting even. I am sorry to doubt your love. Sorry to compare you to other men. You're the best man after my daddy."

Jeaven was silent for a moment. Face Jesslyn in disbelief. He did not deny that happiness has crept in the recesses of the soul. The words that had just sounded were like the gusts of the heaven wind. Makes the heart cool to be free from thirst.

Fucked long Jesslyn's forehead with love. "Thank you."

"Say you love me, Jeav."

"I love you."

"One more time."

"I love you, Jesslyn. Very." Very."

Jesslyn's smile was perfect. A sense of pleasure like sprinkling flower petals inside the chest. "Who was your first love?"

"You."

"Who's your last love?"

"I make sure you stay."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Jesslyn prevents Jeaven's hand from playing under her shirt. "Don't disavow."

"You must have recognized me, Jesslyn."

"Wait a minute." This time Jesslyn pushed on Jeaven's lips to kiss her. "Is there a woman you've ever loved before?"

"You're the only one, Jesslyn. There's never been another." Jeaven's patience is eroding as Jesslyn keeps preventing herself from playing.

He immediately restrained and then pulled the current dress worn Jesslyn to the chest. Until showing twins who spoil the eyes.

"Jeav, wait a minute. Hm." Again Jesslyn drove out the Heaven who was about to wipe the tip of her chest.

"I want to, Jesslyn. Don't ban me." Jeaven's face looked frustrated with the glare of his wringing eyes.

"can't. The milk is out. That's for our son." Jesslyn giggled at the expression of Jeaven who instantly turned disappointed. "I can be your mother later."

Just so far, Jeaven chuckled. Jesslyn was even flabbergasted. Just this time he saw the smiley stingy man laughing until his eyes got wet.

"There's nothing like it, Jesslyn. It only applies to babies. While I'm a grown man. I'm your husband, so be honest. You're so innocent." Jeaven laughed until his stomach was stiff. Jesslyn's plain words are really funny.

"Ow, that's it," Jesslyn responded with her innocent look. He even looks resigned when Jeaven continued to remove one by one the cloth on his body. The man looks very if he is impatient to maminkan his wife's body.

Not long ago the two bodies of a husband and wife were not wrapped in yarn. Under the blanket Jeaven invited his tongue to play with pleasure. Jesslyn had even stiffened. The kiss and bite of the husband successfully make the wife wet because of aroused.

The blanket looked wavy as Jeaven poked from there. "You want to try it?"

"Try for what?"

"wear the mouth."

"Sorven, uh!" Jesslyn closed her mouth with both hands.

"So don't want to?"

"Would you be happy if I did?" Although still feeling disgusted apparently Jesslyn is still trying to consider.

"Of course."

"All right."

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