Chapter 5
Harit pulls up for valet parking. He step out and hand over the keys. Soriya cling to her shawl. The air was getting nippy. The host led them to their table by the window already seated by a couple.
"Hey Mike," Harit smile and gave him a hand shake then proceed to shake Mike wife, Sue’s hand. “This is my wife, Soriya.” He said, with his palm against her small back.
She extend her hand to shake Mike and Sue... "Nice to meet you." she greet them with a smile. She sat down as Harit pull out her chair .
They all talk and laugh though out dinner over a bottle of wine. Soriya decline. She didn't want any liquor in her body due to breast feeding.
While the men talked business, the ladies gotten to know one another.
"The last dinner event, Harit mentioned he's a father. Congratulation." said Sue lifting her glass of wine to her lips.
Soriya. "Thanks."
"He showed me a picture of her, Emmy right?"
"Right."
"She's adorable." Sue glance over to Harit. "She's looks just like him."
God, she was tired of hearing that. No one ever said Emmy had her lips or toes! "Yes, she's his princess." All of a sudden, soriya felt Harit arms wrap around her shoulder and pull her close to him. She try not to be shock and pretend to smile while trying to ease out of his hold.
“Geez Harit, can’t get enough of yourwife?” Teases Mike.
Harit glance over seeing her trying so hard to like his touch. “Never.. “ She look at him and he wink.
She kept her eyes on Mike and Sue with a fixed smile on her face. They started to get cozy with each other.
The soft piano music playing in the front attracting couples and they were going toward the small dance floor.. "Why don't we join them?" ask mike.
Sue nod and so did Harit. He got up and tug Soriya arm to get up also. She wanted to protest but that meant embarrassing him. And her. Sigh. Harit quickly grab her hand and held it all the way to the dance floor. He act like she was going to run away even though she had thought of it but that would risk awkwardness.
"What was all that for?" she ask, grunting her teeth.
He laugh, “I was just trying to make you comfortable…” then smile. “ I know how you get uncomfortable at these events.”
She makes a squirm face. "I'm perfectly fine."
"You sure?" Staring into her annoy face. “You kept playing with the straw.”
Why did he have to notice so much? Yes, she was nervous. She’s never big in meeting people and making conversations. She was always the school girl until she married him.
"Remind me to take you shopping this weekend…"
"Why?"
"I'm tired of seeing you in black dresses."
"I like black dresses." She lied. Actually, that was all she had in her closet before blowing up. Even now, the dress was a bit tight on her.
Harit shook his head. "You’ve glow so much since Emmy’s arrival….” She was glowing now. “Colors will radiate your skin.”
Soriya turn her eyes away. Is he complimenting her? She didn't want to think of it, for sure she will blush. “Oh what do you know about glow and color.” she mutter underneath her breath.
Harit pull her body close. So close, their chests were touching. “I know everything about you.”
Oh goodness, why so close? Her breast is still sore from feeding Emmy earlier. “You should pay attention to your mistress. Her needs are important too.” Before Harit had the chance to answer, the music end and soriya pull out of his arms; quickly walking back to the table.
Dessert was served. Soriya kept quiet and eyes on her spoon. She couldn’t wait to get back and hold Emmy. They bid their goodbyes when their cars arrived. Harit held the door open for his lady and shut it afterward. He got in and drives off. No words were exchanged. She stare out her window with him glancing over several times.
“I don’t know why you’re acting like this.” He let out a deep breath. “You already know the deal.”
“Yea I do.” Not turning her face toward him. She bit her bottom lips hard to stop it from trembling.
“Look at me.” but she didn’t. He was getting irritated. Soon, they were in front of the house and as soon he park, she got out.. fast ….with keys in her hand. She felt his presence behind her as she unlocks the door. But she didn’t make it up the stairs when he pull her into his arms after kicking the door shut.
“Harit…” she murmur, feeling his big hands all over her back, dragging her into his office. “Stop this now.” She command him but it was like talking to a freaking robot. Once inside, he didn’t let go with one hand firm on the side of head so she that she’ll look at him. “Tell me Soriya…”
“Tell you what?!” she struggle not to look at him but it was impossible when he had her head in lock.
“Why are you acting like a jealous wife?”
“What?” she stop her struggle. “I am not!”
“We both know this marriage is for Emmy’s sake. I was honest with you about my needs and that I was going somewhere else to deal with it." He look into her eyes firmly. “But you weren’t honest with me. If you want me all to yourself.. Why didn’t you just say so then?” Harit eagerly want the answer from her eyes.
She didn’t hesitate, her eyes on fire. “you want to know why? Because I could careless what you do with your life. She laugh. “I never forgot we got married for Emmy’s sake. I live with it every day but don’t you worry, soon you can have your damn life back!
Harit turn to laugh, lift his face toward the ceiling then return back to stare at Soriya.
“That’s not supposed to be funny.”
‘Your eyes always tell a different story but that’s okay. Just to let you know, my life is you and Emmy. I didn’t stay married this long just so you can walk out as you damn well pleased.”
“Watch me.” she growl at him.
He smirk… “watch me eh?” He lean in and kiss her hard… feeling her squirm in his hold but he didn’t care. He pull away as she gasp for air. “When you marry harit, you are married for life.”