Chapter 63 - First Kiss (1/2)

Stella stood there, shouting her heart out. No one will listen what she is saying besides me. She came back to me when she was finally done. I was standing there, waiting for her near my car. When she walked at me, there was a big smile on her face. With that heartwarming smile she started to spoke

”How did you know about this place?”

” Back in those days, when I was in my college, I had lots of stress at that time. So when even I felt frustrated, I would come here and release my stress. Shout my heart out.”

” That's a really cool way to release your stress.”

We were standing closely, gazing at each other shamelessly, smiling like an idiot. Seriously! Who would have believed me, if I said that few moments ago, we were literally heartbroken and covered with the dark clouds of sorrow.

No one. Not even a single person.

It was a beautiful moment and I was hypnotised by those eyes. She leaned her body more closer, making our lips touched in a deep kiss.

Our lips moved in a sync just like they knew their way. With the sun going down, we had our first kiss as lovers. Surely I will not count those kisses which we had in a spur of moment. They were just some physical contact only. This is the new beginning of our chapter and I will do my best to shape it into a beautiful life.

I texted Lucy to prepare a good dinner for both of us, mentioning that the young miss is still suffering from her period. We were very tired and our body needs food. I drove the car in a mild speed since the road was clear, free from the city crowd. Stella was looking outside the window. I wonder what she was thinking about.

It was silent in the car. So, I decided to break it by asking her about some questions.

” When did you realise that you love me?” I was calm when I asked her this. I mean, it felt rather funny, interrogating her about this.

” I guess, when you came back from your trip or maybe before that. Honestly-” She began to laugh without finishing her sentence.

” What?” Frowning my eyebrows, I looked at her with bewilderment.

” It's just-” Now she's giggling like a kid who just broke her mom's brand new lipstick and she feels no regret for that. Kind of like an evil grin but it got more innocence to it.

” To be honest, when I married you and started to live with you, I was happy. There were times when I felt that even if you were my real husband you would be good. But as you know, I never wanted to have a romantic relationship or love someone. You were my friend but at the same time very different than my other friends, just like I had some kind of special connection toward you. Even I can't explain it. You always supported me and been there for me like a-”

” Good father.” My sarcastic remark made her roll on the seat with laughter. Hey! I just said what it really was! ” Can you stop now, please?” Yes I had to plead her to continue her speech and stop her laughter.

” Actually it's not completely wrong. You are like the best image of a father to me.” It was funny enough to compare me with her dad. I have heard that girls want their husbands to have their father's characteristics. Or there could be some perverted reasons for her laugh. Who knows!