All Over Again

Chapter 34

Ibraheem's POV:

Ugh, I was losing it. Focus on the road. My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I tried hard to control my lust. Damn it. I just want to kiss her, touch her and hold her in my arms. Behave Ibraheem. BEHAVE. I didn't want to look at her right now because I knew I would probably just stop the car and climb on top of her again but Misha had been far too silent since then. Damn it, the tension in the air was killing me.

I wanted to kiss her and leave my marks on her everywhere so I knew she was mine. I won't leave a single part of her unmarked when I do. Just the image of Misha staring up at me with her glazed blue eyes drove me insane. Focus on something else. Anything else. I should ask her what she wants to eat now. That will probably kill the awkwardness in the air.

Carefully, I glanced in Misha's direction. She was staring down. What was she looking at? Her feet? Her lap? Her silence was scaring me. Shit, should I have not hugged her so intimately? I didn't even ask her but I didn't think she would mind. She seemed okay with it. But I couldn't hold back in the situation. Her skin was calling out to me. She smelled heavenly. I shook my head as I called out to her.

"Jaan?" I asked softly but she didn't respond. "Jaan?" I said a little louder this time and I noticed her flinch. Yep, she was out of it. Or she was mad at me. Or she was upset overall. Which one was it?

"Yeah?" She replied while looking out of the window. Why wasn't she making eye contact with me? It's not like we did anything wrong. We are lawfully married.

"What do you want to eat?" I looked at her again but she had an unreadable expression on her face.

"Whatever you want." Her words felt icy. Shit. She really was mad at me.

"Oh, okay. I will figure something out." I suggested hoping she would look at me now but she just shrugged as she replied.

"Sure." She was giving one word answers. WHY COULDN'T YOU HOLD BACK IBRAHEEM? Now she is mad at you. I wanted to rip my hair out. DAMN IT, I STILL WANT TO KISS HER. I can't keep looking at her. It's driving me crazy.

Meanwhile Misha's POV:

He wasn't making eye contact with me. He definitely regretted what he did. Am I not to his liking? He is gripping the steering wheel so tightly. He is definitely upset at whatever he did. Am I not good enough? I was too embarrassed to look at him now. I felt pathetic.

He wasn't even talking about what he did. He really didn't want to talk about it. Was it that unpleasant? Did he not want to spend any more time with me? Maybe we should just get McDonald's drive through and I can go back to my university then. I didn't want to torture him anymore.

"Ibraheem?" I called out and he replied after a pause.

"Yes, love?" His voice suddenly turned throaty.

"Let's get McDonalds drive through and then you can drop me back to my university." I expected him to look at me but he continued to look at the road.

"Sure babe." What in the world was he thinking?

Ibraheem's POV:

The way she called out my name made me shiver. So sensual. Was she doing this on purpose? Damn it, meri jaan, mere sath kyun aisay kar rahi ho? Mardogi mujhe aj. (Damn it, my life, why are you doing this to me? You are going to be the death of me.) I pinched the bridge of my nose. My body was on fire again. I need to cool my head. I need a cold shower to extinguish this fire. 

I pressed the button for the sun roof. It opened after a whirring sound. Misha looked up at it and then I could feel her eyes on me but I really couldn't look at her right now. My desire for her was driving me crazy. I didn't know how long I could control myself. I wanted so much more. I wanted her everything. Mind, body and soul.