Chapter 52 SWIMMING TOGETHER
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After my confession all I hear is silence, I peek up at my husband and he looks happy and satisfied by my confession. "You can rest in the room if you want." He offers and I nod my head, not because I am sore and exhausted but because I am filled with extreme shame and I don't think for time being I would be able to face him at all.
Nodding his head, he walks to the washroom and I exhale, leaning on the bed frame. I need to take a shower, not now after my husband leaves only then I would step into the washroom.
My husband comes out from the steamy shower, as usual not caring about his hair at all. I don't know why I feel uneasy when I see his wet hair and habitually I pick up the towel and start drying his hair, he didn't mind as he put on his watch and then keeps his mobile and wallet in his pants pocket.
"I am leaving, Take care." He says like a caring husband and then kisses my forehead. I look at him blankly, completely taken aback by his affectionate gesture.
He smiles and leaves while I stay glued to my place. After regaining my senses, I walk to the washroom and take a shower. After I walk out of the washroom I see the tray of breakfast on the table and Miss Celine is making my bed.
F**k, I forget the tube on the bed. I facepalm myself, annoyed.
Miss Celine smiles politely as she sees me coming, "Good Morning Miss, how are you feeling, now?" She asks and I pause, "Morning, I am fine, Miss Celine."
"Sir Andrew asked me to bring your breakfast in the room and even ask me to not call you down for the lunch either." She informs and I start to blush, I know why he said that. I scan my bed looking for the tube but I am not able to see it anywhere.
I bite my lips and then sit on the sofa, "Did he leave?" I ask as I pick up the cup of my coffee.
"Yes," Miss Celine replies and then shows me something that nearly makes me choke on my coffee.
COUGH... COUGH...
"After breakfast, apply it properly," She says keeping the tube on the table and I am again flushed. She then leaves not making me more uncomfortable I curse my jerk husband who has suddenly changed into a caring husband.
In the afternoon, a young man enters with Miss Celine to fix the door lock of my room, I spend some time on the terrace and then think about Ann, I hope she would be fine, I haven't talked to her since she left.
Today, I have nothing to do so my whole day was spent in complete boredom, I cook and help with Miss Celine and at fix 6'o clock my husband enters the house, "I am home," he informs with a radiant smile.
I greet him back with a smile, he then walks back to our room to change and shower.
I place the dinner and wait for him patiently to come down and join me. After a while, he comes down but with a livid face. "What's wrong?" I ask, worried.
"Ann isn't able to fly back, the weather is getting worse there." He informs and I sigh, "Oh, so then, when she is going to come back?" I ask in concern.
"It will take a few more days I guess…" He replies with a straight face.
"She will be fine." I comfort him as I touch his arm, he holds my hand and then squeezes out a small smile. "How are you?" He asks and there my cheeks start to turn red.
"Uhmm... Fine…" I say in a low voice.
"Good…" He replies and then starts to eat, I join too and soon we both get immersed in our talk while eating. "Andrew, I want to visit my parent's house." I tell Andrew and he stops eating, "You know Ann won't allow it." He says and I frown.
Yes, I know she won't allow that is why I am asking you. After all, I have nothing to do in the mansion, before at least I had my French tutor and also Ann would accompany me at home but now, now I am all alone in this mansion with Miss Celine.
My face falls from the sadness and I again put my focus on my dinner, It's useless to force Andrew on this matter.
After dinner, I walk back to my room and pick a book for myself to read while my husband stays in his study, he emerges after a while and coughs intentionally.
COUGH... COUGH...
I turn and catch his burning gaze on me, why? Because I am lying on my stomach reading a book, showing a good show of my ass and bare legs to him.
F**k, closing my eyes in embarrassment I sit up immediately.
"Yes,"
"I am going for a swim, you want to join?" He asks and I refuse, "No, thanks."
"It will help to relax your muscles," He says meaningfully and I widen my eyes but then quickly look away from him, "No, I am fine." I refuse again.
"You're coming with me," Andrew says overbearingly and then steps forward to take my hand but I quickly pull my hand away before it gets into his reach.
"I don't know how to swim," I reveal embarrassedly.
And he looks surprisingly at me, "Really?" He raises a brow in disbelief, is it an unbelieving thing, seriously? Many people don't know how to swim.
"I will teach you, don't worry. It's not that hard." He says softly.
"Go and bring your swimsuit, there is a bathroom we could change the clothes there," Andrew says and then wait for me to move.
I quickly walk into the wardrobe, swimsuit? Do I have any swimsuits in my wardrobe? I open the drawer that I never opened before and there I find a drawer filled with swimsuits. I dance with joy.
There are many, which one I should pick, "Hurry, Tessy." Andrew's impatient voice comes over and I pick the one that easily comes into my view and then I walk out of the wardrobe.
"Done."
"Thankfully," He says sarcastically and I roll my eyes. Taking my hand, he leads me down, again we climb the stairs down, and then Andrew takes me to a vast corner place, this place is very huge and walking inside I see the doors that must be washroom, and then I see a huge clean pool.
A pool inside the house? Isn't the pool supposed to be outside the house in the backyard? I thought.
"Do you like it?" Andrew asked taking my attention, "A pool inside the house.." I exclaim, amused.
"Ann doesn't like the open area so we need to build this one inside the house." He explains and I nod thoughtfully.
"Go and change, I'll also change." He says and then walks inside to one of the doors, I too walk inside and then change into my swimsuit, it fits me perfectly, its soft and stretchy. I walk out and look at myself in the huge mirror, I am wearing a blue color, deep V neck, ruffle swimsuit, It's backless and it hugs my curves perfectly.
I gulp as I realize that this bathing suit allows most of my skin to expose and as now Andrew is going to teach me swimming, I doubt if I would be able to focus on learning instead of getting distracted from his warm touches on my body.
I thought of running back to my room and then bringing a new swimsuit that would be less revealing but just then I hear a Splashing sound.
SPLASH...
And there my husband is already in the pool, I sigh as he notices me and beckoned me to get in, I walk towards him nervously, his eyes wandering around my body and I shrink from the intensity of his gaze on me.
"Come inside." He stretches his hand for me to take as he helps me to climb down the stairs of the pool, as my steps start to get down I feel the water rising on my body and it reaches over my waist when I step on the last stair.
"Andrew this is enough," I tell him, frightened.
"Tessy, trust me," He says and encourages me to step down, finally, with a thumping heart I step down and I touch the ground, yeah… I sigh in relief, Andrew was standing at a bit of distance and I walked toward him happily.
"This isn't deep… Ahhh…" As I walk toward him excitedly the ground seems to get lower and my feet lose the ground as I start to sink.
Andrew immediately holds me and stabilizes me, "Tessy, you need to stay in the corner, it's deeper in the center." He enlightens me and I nod my head in understanding.
We stay in the shallow end of the pool for quite some time, I think Andrew is just trying to make me comfortable in the water. He talks with me lightly and asks me to move my hands in the water, he keeps saying me to relax but I really couldn't get relax.
Especially when his hand is constantly rubbing my bareback and my bottoms.
"Are you ok, Tessy?" he asks and I nod my head, the water level is at my shoulder depth and I am not very much relaxed from this fact.
"You need to wet your face, now," Andrew says and wet his face showing me how to do it, I start to mimic his actions and at one point he puts his head under the water and then emerges after a second.
I shake my head, hell, no, I am not going to do this.
He eyes me, threatening and slowly I start to enter my face inside but scared as I hold his hands and then I am inside but quickly I pull out my face, gasping for breath... "Ahh…"
"It's ok.." Andrew's voice comes as he again starts to rub my back and comforts me.
"Andrew, you go on swimming, I will wait here, ok." I try to give him my best smile so he would let go of me I am not a person for swimming, I don't like water, I am feeling cold.
He looks at me for a second and then nods his head.
I watch him swimming, he is an athletic person, he swims well, not forgetting his toned body that moves inside the water skillfully. I admire my husband's good looks and he seems to notice my admirable gaze on him.
He passes me a smile and I flush red, looking down and then biting my lips nervously.
For how long I would be getting nervous from his seductive yet attractive smile towards me?
