Chapter 15
It was the 4[sup]th[/sup] and final lap of the race. In the first 3 laps, Ann overtook Ken several times and she was confident that she will go home with victory plus Ken's McLaren F1. Ann was just a few yards away from the finish line. Her lips curved into a smile. She stepped on the gas even more and clutched the steering wheel tightly. Her heart was beating so loud, as loud as her car's accelerating engine. She glanced on the car's side mirror and saw her opponent's car trailing behind.
Ken intended to let Ann overtake him on the first 3 laps. His car is not in its highest possible speed yet; he just wanted to let Ann feel confident about this race. He wanted her to think she could win but the truth is, Ken won't let that happen.
"You're going to be Mrs. Ann Theeradej tonight…" Ken whispered and he forcefully stepped on the gas pedal. His car zoomed so fast like lightning. He had finally caught up with his opponent's car. They were now moving in the same speed, 200kph. It was very hard to determine who would win the race since both racers are eager to win.
"Damn! How did he..?!" Ann was furious to see Ken's car just right beside hers. The finish line was just a few feet away. Ann tried to concentrate but she was too worried thinking she might lose the race. Ken's car accelerated even more and in a couple of seconds, he was now in front of her. Ann tried to overtake him but his car was too fast. Ken's car reached the finish line first then Ann's car came in after.
Game over.
Ann's single life is over.
Rome, Rita and Aff were cheering loudly the moment Ken's car reached the finish line. Ken stepped out from his car and came over to Ann's car. He opened the car door for her and reached out his hand, smiling.
"I want another lap!!!!" Ann shouted at him while still sitting on the driver's seat.
"We can have another lap on my bed tonight, honey. And I'll make you win in that round…" Ken told her sexily while his hand was still reaching out to her. Ann was glaring at him; she was so furious with him. She wanted to slap him and kick his "nozzle", his nozzle that was causing a slight bulge on his fitted racing suit. Ann was staring at it for a while; her mind was drifting away from the present situation. Ken caught her staring down there and chuckled.
"You can see the rest of it tonight after the wedding." Ken interrupted her. Ann cleared her throat and diverted her eyes from his bulge, giving him a cold stare.
"Wedding? What wedding are you talking about?" Ann asked him. Since Ann didn't came down from her car yet, Ken pulled her up and dragged her to towards the garden of his house. Rome, Rita and Aff were already there. There was also another person who was added to the group. It was a slightly old man, around mid-50s. By the look of his attire, he looks like a priest.
"This is the wedding that I'm talking about." Ken said as they came to a stop in front of the priest. Rome, Rita and Aff cheered for them.
"WHAT?! No wedding tonight! Not now!" Ann complained. She wasn't prepared. Everything happened so fast. Very fast.
"Father, start the ceremony now." Ken insisted, as if he hadn't heard what Ann said. The priest finally started the unusual wedding ceremony of the year.
"Will you, Ken Theeradej, take-" The priest paused for a while.
"What's her name again?" The priest asked Ken, whispering.
"Ann Thongprasom." Ken whispered back.
"Ann Thongprasom? The famous director? It's my pleasure to be a part of your special moment, Ms. Thongprasom. I'm such a huge fan. I've been waiting for your—" The priest finally stopped blabbering when he noticed every pairs of eyed were glued to him.
"Let's go back to the ceremony, my brothers and sisters…" The priest cleared his throat and started the ceremony all over again.
"Do you, Ken Theeradej, take Ann Thongprasom as your—"
"I do, I do…" Ken didn't let the priest finish his question and answered him right away.
"Okay, then. Do you, Ann Thongprasom, take Ken Theeradej as your husband?" The priest asked the bride but she just stood there, not wanting to speak.
"Ann, just say I do! We're starving here!" Rita complained. Ann turned her direction to her best friend and gave her an icy gaze; sending her a message to shut up. As she was looking at Rita, Ken bent down and whispered something to Ann. Her eyes grew wider and immediately turned her direction back to the priest.
"I do, Father. I accept Ken to be my husband." With that statement, they were finally wedded and they exchanged their wedding rings. In this very moment, Ann's single life is officially over!
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"Why isn't she home yet?" Aum asked himself as he took a quick glance on the clock. It was almost 11 in the evening now and his wife is not home yet. Drowsiness couldn't get into his system since he was so worried about Aff. He swore to himself we won't close his eyes until his wife lays down beside him tonight. Although both of them aren't talking to each other too much, he secretly cares for her. Aum would often call his mother-in-law and he would ask her about Aff's favorite dish. He learned that Aff loves pasta so he decided to cook seafood pasta for her tonight. He wanted to surprise her with a special dinner but his special person isn't home yet. A
Aum, who was sitting on his lazy boy recliner and reading a book, heard their gate opened. In a couple of minutes, the doorknob started to twist slowly and the door gently opened. Aff entered the room quietly, thinking that Aum was already sleeping.
"You're still up…" Aff whispered when she saw Aum was still reading his book.
"Yes… I can't sleep…" Aum whispered back, his eyes were still on his book. Aff started to laugh, for some unknown reason. Aff's laughter immediately lightened up Aum's mood and it made him smile.
"What's funny?" Aum whispered again but this time he was now looking at Aff.
"Why are we whispering to each other? There's no reason for us to talk quietly." Aff blurted out and laugh again. Aum slightly laughs along with her. Aff finally settled down and looked at her husband. The way she looks at him was so soft, gentle.
"You know what? You should laugh more often. You look cuter." Aff complimented her husband. It was the very compliment she had given him. Aum smirked and continued to read his book. Aff's stomach started to growl noisily, making Aum laugh again.
"It seems like you haven't had dinner yet." Aum told her. Aff only took a few bites a while ago, in Ann and Ken's wedding party. She was craving for pasta but too bad it wasn't served in the very small wedding party they had.
"I only had little dinner." Aff told him as she patted her whining stomach. Aum placed his book down and stood up.
"I'll prepare dinner for you then." Aum said as he stormed out of the door and went down to the kitchen. Aff smiled as she stared at the door. Not even one of her previous boyfriend did prepare any meal for her. Aside from hunger, she could feel butterflies inside her stomach. It was the very first time for her to have a guy cook something for her, especially for her.
Since there was no more seafood pasta left, Aum cooked another plate for his wife. Aff came down wearing a white tank top and a pair of jogging pants. She hurriedly went to the kitchen when the smell of boiling pasta and the aroma of delicious seafoods started wafting around the house.
"You're cooking seafood pasta?" Aff excitedly asked her husband as she sat over the granite kitchen countertop.
"Yup. It's almost done." Aum said as he took a plate and placed the cooked food in it. Aff went down from the kitchen countertop and took a seat on one of the kitchen stool near the center kitchen island. Aum placed the plate in front of his wife and smiled at her. Aff was literally drooling over her food. She immediately took the fork, plunged it on the pasta and started twisting it round and round. She brought the fork to her mouth and enjoyed the pasta that Aum cooked for her. It was indeed delicious. She could feel the savory taste of the sauce on her delicate taste buds until she was still craving for more. Aum just stood there, watching Aff ate what he had prepared. From the way she eats it, it seems like Aff was enjoying her meal. She never spoke nor even look at Aum. All she did was eat until there was nothing left on her plate.
"Is it good?" Aum asked as he grabbed a glass of water for Aff.
"It was…okay. Not bad." Aff answered boastfully and took the glass that Aum offered her. She drank the water in just one gulp and placed the glass back on the countertop. When she was about to take the plate to the sink, Aum stopped her.
"Let me wash that. Just go upstairs and rest. You look haggard." Aum said as he took the plate from Aff's hand. Since Aff is a person who is easy to talk to, she obediently handed the plate to her husband. She made her way up to their bedroom and went straight to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Aff turned on the radio since she was not still sleepy. Soothing love songs were played over the radio during this time of the night. She lay down in bed, waiting for Aum. After a few minutes, Aum lightly opened the door and entered the room. He didn't climb in bed at once; instead he headed for the bathroom first. After doing some stuff in the bathroom, Aum came out and turned off the light. He gently climbed in bed, bearing in mind that Aff was now asleep.
Aum lay down on the opposite side of the bed, far away from Aff. His wife was facing the other way around so she didn't know that Aum was looking at her.
"Aff?" Aum whispered; he wasn't really expecting Aff to answer him.
"Yes?" Aff asked him; she was still facing the opposite side.
"I thought you were already sleeping…" Aum whispered again. He was slowly bringing himself closer to Aff until he was now a couple of inches away from her. Aff could already feel Aum's warmth radiating towards her body. Her heart started to pound wildly and adrenaline was moving on her veins now. She could also smell his wonderful scent; his manly fragrance was lingering on her sensitive nostrils.
"N-no… I'm still awake…" She almost choked with her words. Aff was becoming nervous because of the closeness of their bodies now. Aum ran his fingers over Aff's cheek, pushing away the strands of hair that was blocking it.
"Goodnight, Aff…" He whispered on her ear and he was slowly bringing his face to her cheek, plotting on planting a small kiss on her cheek. Aff was unaware of what Aum was about to do so she decided to turn around.
The moment she turned around, Aum's lips landed over her unprepared ones. Aff's eyes grew wider and her cheeks started to blush. Good thing the lights were turned off now or else Aum could have seen how red her cheeks were.
"What is he doing now?! What am I supposed to do?!" Aff asked herself. But before she could answer it, Aum started to brush his lips against hers. For some odd reason, Aff wanted to push him away but her body, particularly her lips, didn't want her to. Even the song on the radio was cooperating with them and was actually encouraging Aum to kiss her!
(Music started to play. Click to listen.)
Aff was left with no choice. She instinctively cooperated with Aum and wrapped her arms around Aum's neck to deepen the kiss. The kiss wasn't full of lust instead it was a slow and passionate one; just the way Aff wanted to do it. They kissed as if they have all the time in the world; savoring every second that their lips were pressed together. Both of their hearts were pounding in a fast beat because of their unexpected encounter. Aum tried to deepen the kiss even more. He thrust his wild tongue inside Aff's inviting and hot mouth. Their tongues swayed to the rhythm of that their body was creating.
When everything was about to heat up, a cell phone started to ring loudly.
---TBC---