86. SICK TO MY STOMACH

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My eyes blinked like little butterfly wings as I woke up, I tried to stretch but a tight hug prevented me.  I focused my gaze on Rami, who was still entangled in my body.

Shit we slept all night like that? sure my body was going to be all numb, and heavy...

I frowned watching Rami's face, he looked pale and haggard, tired and it had been just only a couple of days but my healthy Rami now looked like the tired Elliot. Rami always gave himself 100% in his work, he got deep inside the skin of his characters ... Maybe that's why he had fled my kiss last night?  Because in his psyche was a little of Elliot and his aversion to touch?  I sighed, my talented guy gave everything in his characters.  I bit my lip apprehensive, it was the first time I saw him as a character as dark as Elliot Alderson, it was quite a contrast to Freddie's character with whom I had met him.  I just hoped that my boy did not get sick.

Rami let go of his grip a little bit and suddenly I had an idea, I closed my eyes quickly and pretended to be asleep feigning a deep breath. Do you see it?  I can also be a good actress!  Rami loosened his grip and moved away, immediately my skin felt the emptiness that left his.  For a few seconds he did not move. Was he watching me?  Suddenly I felt the soft brush of the tips of his fingers on my lips and I moved in response, pretending to move in my dreams

- Shit - Rami whispered when his alarm sounded rushing to turn it off.  I felt a couple of movements in the bed while Rami left it and being careful I opened one of my eyes.

I spied him as he walked to the walk-in closet that connected to our private bathroom, giving me a perfect view as he slid the shirt and jeans he had fallen asleep the night before.  I bit my lip waiting for him to get rid of his underwear

- You know I know you're not asleep?  - His mocking voice made me jump on the bed and I giggled ashamed.

Caught in fragranti, Lucy

- And just when I thought I would win the Oscar for best actress next year - I teased by leaning my head on one hand to get a better view of Rami in underwear while he was looking for a clean towel

- Enjoying the view?  - He told me in a good mood

- I can not complain, Mr Boynton - I gathered all my strength to sound flirtatious to what Rami observed me with a lopsided smile

- I'm grateful that the landscape is to your liking, Mrs Malek - he replied taking out of the closet his favorite jeans getting his outfit for the day ready

My eyes swept over her slim and still athletic figure, his strong shoulders and arms, his flat and marked abdomen, his slender legs and everything in that olive skin tone that seemed to me the most beautiful of all.  God, I was eating that man with my eyes.  And what was better was that "that man" was my husband!

- Why are you smiling?  - Rami noticed my thoughts

- I am very pleased with my husband - I answered

- Well, I think you should not - he replied in a cryptococcal tone and I raised one of my eyebrows.

What did he mean?

He did not give me much time to think about it because without much decoration he slipped out his underwear giving me a fleeting vision of his naked body before walking towards the door that connected the closet with the bathroom.

Those nice buttocks, I thought when he finally crossed into the other room.

I put the blanket over my head while I giggled in embarrassment, shaking my head internally to Rami and his provocation.

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