"I can't believe you bought me the dress," Leila said. She twirled in front of the mirror and the ends of the yellow gown rustled. It was a perfect fit for her. Her eyes watered and her heart overflowed with gratitude and admiration. If anyone asked her what the perfect husband was, she wouldn't say anything, she would simply point at Kelvin. "You bought me the dress."
"Yeah," Kelvin answered. Sleep shadowed his face, he stretched his arms and stepped out of the bed. "Do you like it?"
She twirled again and shrieked, "Like? I love it."
The gown restricted her movements but she shuffled to hug him. Kelvin was laughing when he released her. He looked happier since she agreed to file a restraining order. He promised to accompany her and it made the ordeal sound less scary.
Her fingers roamed the beads on the neckline and she giggled. She found the dress in the wardrobe. It had taken her by surprise. Her silly husband didn't tell her before buying it. It was her scream that woke him up.
"You look lovely, my darling."
"Thanks." His compliment wasn't what made her blush, it was the term of endearment. They held each other, smiling and happy. "What are we doing today?"
"Anything you want," she replied.
Her head fell back, mischievous thoughts crowded her mind. "Even if I say we should walk around naked?"
"Sure. As long as you're naked too."
Leila dragged him to the bathroom, since they would be indoors for the rest of the week, they had to use that time wisely, especially to get to know each other. They stopped at the entrance when his phone rang. She tried to push him into the bathroom but he didn't budge. Her guts told her it would be work related and she didn't want anything to ruin this moment with him.
"It might be important."
A fake smile slid to her lips and she allowed him go. His back was to her as he received the call, she leaned on the wall, waiting for the call to be over. Kelvin spun to face her, his brows creased as he massaged his forehead and she knew it couldn't be good news.
Taking careful steps towards him, she locked her arms around his waist before he could utter a word. "So?"
"I have to be at the office." Leila smoothed the lines on his forehead and tried to keep the smile on her face. Kelvin kissed her, slowly, then with more passion that caused wetness to pool between her legs. She whimpered. "I'm sorry. But it's important."
"It's okay." It wasn't but she couldn't blame him for it. "I'll just go to Freya's place. We can hang out till you return." They discussed yesterday, she had no reason to keep a grudge with her friend. It wasn't her secret to tell but it already happened. Kelvin puckered his lips for a kiss, she slapped his arm without kissing him. It was his punishment. "Just go, we will be fine. Promise."
They bathed together again. The bath lasted longer than it should have with Kelvin teasing her each chance he got. They were in front of the wardrobe, naked and drying their hair when Leila offered him a big smile. She wasn't thinking when she reached forward and kissed him on his lips.
"What was that for?"
"Do I need a reason to kiss my husband?"
Kelvin smirked. She helped him with his suit, knotted his tie while the naughty man had fun with her boobs. Her heart sped up each time he smiled at her. He was doing crazy things to her, crazy and unfamiliar things she was too scared to explore. She would miss him.
They entered the kitchen together, she prepared a quick meal and packed it into a lunch bag since he couldn't wait to eat. The thought of being here alone made her say, "Maybe you should drop me at Freya's place." That way, she wouldn't have to miss him too much. Kelvin looked up from the briefcase he was shoving a file into. "You don't have to if you don't want to."
"Are you ready?"
Clinging to him like a new-born, they got out of the house and drove to her best friend's. Freya was too excited to see her. Her best friend jumped on her, nearly bringing both of them to the floor.
Music played from the speakers positioned beside the television. There was a bottle of wine and a small cake on the coffee table. Leila stopped behind the largest couch.
"What are we celebrating?" she asked.
Freya poured some of the content of the wine to the glasses on the table. Bubbles floated to the surface, they sizzled and settled into a colourless liquid. She held two glasses, gave one to Leila and raised the other for a toast.
Confusion stopped Leila from moving, Leila clinked her glass against hers and grinned. "Guess what?"
"What?" Leila sank into a couch and gulped her drink. Her best friend was being overdramatic as always but she loved her that way. "Start talking already."
"Darren got the contract." Almost jumping out of her chair in excitement, Freya said, "We will be rich. So fucking rich." They hugged and laughed and hugged some more. "Thank you," Freya whispered into her shoulder. She drew back when something wet rolled down her arm. Freya was crying. "It happened because of you."
Unable to handle the attention, Leila replied, "Shut up."
"We should go out. Bills on me."
She stopped her friend from leaving. "Err... Can I ask you a question?" A nod later, she continued, "What can I get Kelvin?" Her cheeks burned as she tried to form the words. So far, all the advice Freya gave had been useful. She needed more. "Something a man like Kelvin would love. Something sexy. Anything."
"You want to seduce your husband?"
Battling with embarrassment, she murmured, "That's not what I meant." Married to a rich man was kind of tough, no gifts were perfect for them since they already seemed to have everything they wanted. "But can I do that?"
"Oh, Leila." Her friend pinched her cheek. "You can."
Freya was talking as she dragged Leila to her feet. She ordered an Uber for them without telling Leila the location. With Freya saying so many things at once, Leila couldn't keep up. Her friend was too excited, more excited than her.
The descent to the car waiting for them downstairs happened all too fast. Before she could blink, Freya was dragging her into a lingerie store. She shook her head at a thong Freya raised up. No way. This was worse than those pairs she bought the first time. She couldn't wear this.
Leila tried to back away as Freya neared her. Her best friend was insane. "I swear you're such a prude, Leila." She held the lingerie against Leila's chest and tilted her head to the side. "Haven't you two fucked?"
Fuck wasn't the right word for it. Making love was more appropriate. Kelvin made sweet love to her. "We have."
She smiled as she said this, she had heard from other people that the first time was supposed to be painful. With Kelvin, it was an easy transition. He made love to her like he knew her body. She loved that feeling that came with him.
"Hmm." Freya dropped the hanger and picked another one. This one was more outrageous with lots and lots of rope. Leila sneered. She could not wear this. Freya pushed her behind the mirror to change. "How was it? The sex."
Half-naked, she shrugged. "Awesome. He's so good at it." Her cheeks pinked. Kelvin was a professional at making her feel good. She couldn't be his first. Spinning a little, hands spread for Freya to get a good look at her. The lingerie wasn't so bad once you got used to the feeling of having a strap between your ass cheeks. "Do you think he has been with other women?"
"Seriously?" Freya barely looked up from the pile on the table. "You want an honest answer." Tempted to say no, she managed a nod. "Yes, he has been with other women. Lots of women, I'm sure. Except he's gay and we know he's not. He's definitely not a virgin." Leila's heart ached. Kelvin had never been in a relationship so she expected... Whatever. "You should be glad he isn't or your first time would have been worse."
"I guess." She tried out another piece. Daring to put on more audacious lingerie each time. She posed for Freya to take pictures of them but she didn't send any to Kelvin. He would see the real deal later. "This or this?"
Holding two lingerie of the same colour up, she waited for Freya to make a choice for her. "Both." Her friend arranged her hair, finger combed it and let it fall down her shoulders. "Wear this under a robe. He won't know what hit him when you strip." Freya winked. Leila could imagine herself doing that. "Tease him."
They finished shopping and Freya paid for everything. Leila tried to stop her but it was futile. They returned to Freya's house, talked, ate until it was later in the evening. When her phone pinged with a text from Kelvin, she couldn't help grinning from ear to ear. She took a cab home. There was only one thought on her mind. Seducing her husband.