Get My Wife's Name Out Your Mouth Novels & Stories

The chatty Inessa Simmons is afraid today, nope, not today, she is a McCoy, Inessa Brian McCoy, my wife. A breeze of satisfaction blows me inside. I stand in front of the window, sigh, and wait for my wife to come out from her hiding cave so we can carry our marital work tonight. I am looking forward to the night, after all.

My fist curled in a ball and if given the chance, only the moon goddess herself would be able to put an end to the torture I would put that husband snatching fool through. Soon the whisper started; From the mouth of one or two, I heard my name. Everyone was saying something. Certain keywords were easy to pick out and those words sent a dagger through my heart and rounded itself in a circle, attempting to carve out my heart. “Liam! Liam, no. What are you doing?” I ran over to him and dragged him by his shoulder. “Don’t do this, Liam. DON’T! I am your wife!” “Ex as it seems to be now.” Someone from the crowd made a joke sending the whole place to a burst of laughter.

Miles. "Mr. Miles?" My voice came out in a whisper. "Good morning, wife," He said to me with a blank expression on his face, and my jaw dropped. It was really him…

A message arrived seconds later. I just saw your calls. Natasha wasn’t feeling well tonight. What happened? The message he sent made no sense to me; My son was dead under a white sheet ten feet away from me, and my husband had sent me a message about another woman's comfort. My fingers moved mechanically across the screen. His call came in again and this time I picked it. I answered. Neither of us spoke first. I could hear him breathing from the other end of the call "Tina." His voice came out finally. "I'm so sorry."

One of Sinead's timid friends almost called me by name, but Sinead stopped her in time. I smiled and asked, "When are you two going to make it legal? I can help with the paperwork. Newly registered couples get gifts now, too." Zachary looked somewhat embarrassed and said, "Tomorrow." I kept smiling gently. I didn't expose the truth and ruin the wedding right away because I wanted to play along and see whether he really didn't know what was going on. I was curious to see how Sinead planned to keep this lie going tomorrow.

I couldn't read anything from him while waiting for what I'm about to say. "The man you own as your husband is my real husband. I'm the legal wife!" I firmly said. She furrowed her brows and walked towards me. "What did you say?!" she said shakily. "You heard it right? His real name was Hezekiah Leric Grant! And I am his legal wife!" Shock registered on her face, lips quivered so bad. Her knees suddenly weakened. Her eyes pooled with tears as she tried to catch her breath while holding her chest.

"What? It's the trend. Husband cheats on wife, wife divorces him, Marriage ends" "I'd advice you to mind your own business, Mr.. " she hanged the question in the air. " Michael Emmanuel" he replied. "Whatever it is, you're too talkative for our own good. Let me go now and forget whatever happened between us" " It's Micheal Emmanuel, not whatever it is" he protested. " Let go off my hand" " Just say the name and I'd yield your command. What's so bad about saying my name? I know yours. Ahneeka Fallon"

“Is it the mouth that surprises you, or the fact that I’m not using it somewhere more interesting yet?” Her breath caught. “That’s not—I didn’t think you were going to—” “Be honest and tell me, my dear wife, do you want me to use my mouth somewhere else?”

I raised my hands sideward and softly bite my lower lip. "Would you do the honour, my husband?" "If that's what you want, of course my wife."

Jesus Christ. My knees land unsteadily on the floor and I lap at that swollen stomach on the other side of the glass, so turned on I don't remember my own name. Until she says it. Calling to me. My wife. My siren. My best friend and soul mate and lover. "Gareth..."