17 Husband

The moment I felt his hand on my back, my attempt to complain didn't happen. I swallow my words just like how I swallow the curses I wanted to spit out in front of him. My heart is beating so fast and I couldn't figure out if it is because of anger, nervousness, or the foreign feeling that I couldn't name.

My lips form into a thin line, my chin resting on his shoulder. Unconsciously, I grasp the fabric of his clothes tightly while staring at nowhere. I could feel the heat of his body and the bulging muscles of his arms. His breath fanning on the exposed skin of my neck tickles me a little. On the back of my head, I wanted to push him followed by a small voice screaming 'danger' but then I can't seem to move my hands in the way that I should.

His effect on me takes control of my senses. My body act on its own and I can't seem to protest. Perhaps, this was the first time I felt someone else's warmth. I didn't know that it feels overwhelming and calming. This is my first time getting