Married By Mistake
Chapter 23

LUNA

“Are you tired? Hmm?” I said as I wiped the sweat that appeared on my husband’s forehead.

“Me? No. My body is so strong.” He laughs while showing me his muscular arms.

It is the general cleaning of our house today. I don’t want the maid to bother me just to clean the house. I don’t want someone to be ordered to clean up the mess that I did.

“I guess you’re tired. You’re so sweaty, oh.” He took the towel in my hand and wiped the sweat off my neck and forehead. “Your acid will continue.”

I threw it with the rag I was holding. “You’re crazy.”

“You’re so crazy.” Smilingly he said as his eyebrow went up and down.

My two cheeks got hot. “Anyway, until now I still don’t understand how you measured the vital statistics that I don’t know.”

He wrapped his arms around me. “I’m addicted to you.”

“Really?”

His eyes dropped to my lips. “Yes.”

His face dropped to mine so I pretend to sneeze on him. He moved away from me and wiped his face. “Just a k**s to energize me.”

“Our house is still dusty so let’s clean up.” I turned my back on him. I was startled when he slapped my butt. I looked at him sharply as I faced him. “You ..”

He shrugged. “It was your a*s fault, I got attracted.”

It was almost lunchtime when the two of us finished cleaning.

“I’m going to take a bath.” He said goodbye and removed the outer garment and put it in the basket I was carrying.

I bit my lower l*p when I saw his body handsome canvas. “Let’s go together?”

He grinned.

“Is that a ‘yes?” I said.

“It’s a ‘no’. Sorry, Baby Luna.” He says as he enters the bathroom.

“Who are you and where’s the real Dylan?” I said. He laughed softly and closed the bathroom door, leaving me dumbfounded. Maybe he’s not in the mood.

While he was taking a bath, I cooked lunch for the two of us. There is a washing machine so I left my laundry there first.

I rolled my eyes when someone groped my boobs from behind. I stopped mixing the food. “Dylan, are you a breast man?”

“Hmm? Yup, I guess. I like them.” He said while feeling the weight of my breast on his hands.

I removed his hand from my chest and faced him. He was wearing a grey v-neck t-shirt and black boxer shorts.

“Quit it, D.”

One of its eyebrows moves up and down. “Are you mad at me?”

I laughed softly. “Don’t come too close. I’m embarrassed about my smell. Just watch what I’m cooking while I’m taking a bath, ha.”

“Okay.” He sighed.

“Don’t peek at me. Or I’ll hunt you down.”

“I’ve seen that. Don’t worry, the next time I see that again, I’ll take a picture. So, if you ever going to threaten me again I— Ouch!” He didn’t finish what he was about to say because I already pinched his nipple.

Then I quickly walked to the bathroom to take a shower. After I got dressed Dylan and I ate. Our position is so close that I catch his frequent glances at me.

My grip on my spoon tightened as I felt Dylan’s foot caress my leg.

“Dylan ..” I scolded.

“What? I’m not doing anything.” Hi innocently answer and proceeded to eat again.

I kicked his foot to stop. “Dylan.”

“You’ve already forbidden me with your chest and now you’re going to forbid me with the way I rubbed your thigh? Where is the justice?” He said while shaking his head.

“Don’t piss me off. I’ll tie you up.” I threaten.

“Where? In bed?”

“You’re very playful.”

“Only to you.” He simply said.

“Shut up. You’re exhausting.”

“K**s Me.”

“Grr.”

He laughed softly and we started eating again. I’m so happy because Dylan has changed. He has returned to his old habit that I loved so much.

Dylan is currently lying in front of the television and watching a movie. I leaned over him and lay down. I leaned on his arm and quietly watched the movie. One of its arms wrapped around my waist and rested its head on the armrest of the chair.

“It’s cold.” His complaint and without saying he inserted his hand inside my blouse and covered one of my breasts.

I was shocked. “Dylan!”

“You have nothing to lose.” He laughed like a demon as he wrapped his arm and thigh tightly around me.

I gave up and just left his hand there. We were both stunned when the phone rang next to us.

I got up so he lost his hand on my chest. I stood next to the phone and answered it.

“Hello?”

“Luna!” My forehead furrowed. “It’s me! Trey!”

“Oh, Trey ..” Dylan sat up and looked at me. One of its eyebrows rose.

“Luna, we need your help. Please.” I felt nervous because of what Trey said.