Semua Bab Chasing Poisonous: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Last night she just seemed fine to me. Then what happened now? I don't want to say it, but now I understand why people say women are difficult to keep up with. Because you would never know what exactly is going through their minds. I must say that it's really hard to read a woman's mind, I've realized it now. Is she having some kind of mood swings? Did she have her periods? Fuck! What if she is in pain? Or was I too rough with her? Should I take her to a doctor? Fuck Christopher! You have to get her to talk with you."Why are you crying, Nicole? Please tell me." I move a little closer to her, trying to get her attention. I am just so desperate to know what's the reason behind her crying. She doesn't let a single word out of her mouth, which makes me hell more nervous. Shit! What the hell is going on?My eyes flicker over her face again, attempting to get a hint of her problem. "Did I...Did I do something?" I stammer, asking her. I am freaking out so much that I don't know what to do?

Stepping out of the bathroom, I feel highly alleviated. It seems like an enormous burden has been lifted off my chest. I try to recollect whatever happened. I don't even have the slightest idea about how I ended up in the living room while I was crying. Hell! I didn't even realize when I started crying and why I was crying? But I can say it was definitely one of the major mental crack-ups that I have ever experienced. I don't know what led me to such a horrible breakdown, but I am glad that it became a reason to let out all the pent-up emotions within me. I think I was emotionally exhausted with whatever was happening. I was frustrated because everything happened in a rush last night that I didn't get a proper shot at expressing my feelings to Christopher. I sigh in content, feeling relieved as I recall the conversation that I had with Christopher. I poured out everything that was in my heart at that time, and I am glad that I did. I am happy about voicing my thoughts out loud to Chr

While talking when I look back at Christopher, I see the smile on his face fading. I frown as he looks down and I see a flash of regret over his face. "I..I am sorry, Nicole. You had to move out of Boston like that. You had to leave the first clinic that you set up and shift here in a hurry... And it was all because of me. All your hard work had gone into vain because of me." His eyes peek at me slowly and I see them swelled with sadness. "I am so sorry. I am guilty of every bad thing that you have been through.""You don't have to be sorry, Christopher." I place my hand above his over the table and gently squeeze it. "I wouldn't lie about not freaking out in the start. At first, it wasn't really easy for me to deal with everything that I had been through, but later I learned to cope up. I came here and my life changed." I smile at him and say. "Apart from that, I am happy that I moved in here. Because I got acquainted with so many new things after coming here. I got amazing friends a

The moment he hears that his body turns rigid, and he clenches his jaw. His demeanor strangely changes and a stern look takes over his face, indicating to me that something was wrong. "Never had one. Richard found me in some kind of ditch when I was 2 years old. He brought me with him and took care of me." He tells in an oddly straight voice as I look at him.. "Since then, I have been working for him. I am grateful to him for everything that he has given me."I feel sad thinking about how hard it would have been for him to be growing up without parents and then being forced into a profession at such a tender age without even having the knowledge of what it really dealt with. That really sucks! I want to say something to make him feel better but I don't want him to think that I am trying to sympathize because that's the worst feeling one can have while being comforted so I just wrap my arms around him and hug him."Any girlfriends?" I ask him after I pull back."Now I feel like I am be

I sweep that thought back immediately as I trail my fingers over his now healed wound soothingly and look back at him. I can't deny the fact that they are just making him look a hell lot sexier. I lean forward and press my lips against the mark over his chest gingerly. I go down slowly, trailing my lips down over his abs at a tormenting pace, making him bite his lips harshly. Before I can get further down, Christopher grabs me by my neck and pulls me up to kiss me.His kiss is possessive and demanding, giving me a hint that he is trying to establish his dominance now. He grips the nape of my neck and pulls my head back to get better access. I whimper when he quickly moves down and covers my right nipple with his mouth. His tongue flickers over it, causing me to moan his name loudly. His hand catches hold of my other breast as he starts teasing it with his fingers, making it difficult for me to keep calm. Fuck! He has surely got some perfection in doing this. Before he does anything el