My One And Only

“What is your favourite cake flavour??”

“Vanilla. ”

“So I did guess it correct.”

Kian said, smiling proudly, in Tinsley’s direction as he continued to drive them to their new apartment.

“Although I do like other flavours too vanilla is my gem.”

Tinsley mumbled, loving this small cosy conversation they were having. It was a pep talk. They were both learning each other likes and dislikes.

Even though she did remember his likes and dislikes from childhood but listening to his answer now… most of them had changed.

“Since you made it very clear, you do not like sweet stuff, I will not ask your favourite cake flavour.”

Kian nodded in approval at his wife’s remark. It was no use of asking him that.

“You get me so quickly.” Kian chuckled.

“Just like you get me.”

Tinsley blushed, replying the same to him.

And without them realizing, they were finally at their destination after a long-ass conversation which indeed was needed urgently.

Kian parked the Rover around the neighbourhood and Tinsley looked outside of the car window, analyzing the place.

It was calm… peaceful. City noises no more could be heard. The air was fresh and lots of green trees.

The building was a three-storey one. It looked spacious from the far. Tinsley wondered which floor they were on.

Kian opened her side of the door breaking her train of thoughts and led her outside.

“So what do you think??”

Kian asked her, looking at his wife, trying to decode her thoughts behind that expression she wore on her face.

“It’s… it’s far from the city… private and peaceful…”

After a moment of silence, Tinsley struggled with words in her mouth to speak but at last, she did it and hoped that Kian would not be upset with her unenthusiastic answer.

“Do you like it near the city??”

Kian implored. He could see that she was not having that mood she had in the car a while ago.

“I grew up in the city.”

Tinsley replied, smiling at him. It was then Kian understood that it was a new place for her and she would need time to get adapted to it.

“Don’t worry… this place is only temporary.”

Kian said, trying to make her see that they were not forever going to stay here. At least not after he figured the situation out.

“After I have things sorted out in work… I will buy you one big mansion like the ones you are used to living in.”

It was his reply that made Tinsley turn around sideways to look at her husband.

She did not mind living in a hut till it was with him. She had no care about if it was a big ass mansion or small one-roomed apartment.

“I don’t care where we reside till I have you…”

Kian could see the sincerity in his wife’s eyes. It warmed his spirit hearing her response.

He could not help but pull her closer to his body, snaking his arms around her waist. Tinsley rested both her hands on his shoulder, smiling up at him.

“You have some sweetest things to say… don’t you??”

He questioned, leaning forward to plant a chaste kiss on her button nose.

“I only learned from the best. ”

Tinsley uttered, running her fingers over his hair. They both bent down to kiss each other.

The kiss was sweet and smooth. Tinsley pulled onto his small hairs as Kian deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth.

It tasted sweet just like her… the smell of vanilla made him smile at her. Tinsley could not hold back the giggle on realizing what he was smiling at.

“I hope you do not mind the sweetness of my mouth. ”

She mumbled, in between the kiss as Kian captured her lower lip multiple times.

“Not at all, Mrs Randall.”

He shook his head in the negative, pecking her lips, licking them, wetting her lipstick with his saliva, which Tinsley licked it off with her tongue and the sight made Kian restless inside.

“And I like the sound of that.”

He said, eyeing her lips even though he just kissed them. It was never enough. Tinsley could not help but bite on her lips as she saw how his eyes were staring at her.

The sound of the thunderstorm broke their reverie. It made them laugh, looking up at the sky.

It looked like it was going to rain once again and this time it might be the heavy ones.

“Let’s get you inside before you get wet.”

The double meaning behind his words made Tinsley blush furiously and Kian could not wait for them to get inside so that he could lick those goddamn red strawberry-like cheeks.

They both walked towards the building, holding hands as the wind blew stronger.

The lift in the building was not working so they had to take the stairs. Tinsley got rid of her heels as they were uncomfortable to walk in up so many stairs. Their apartment was on the third floor.

In about ten minutes times, they both stood in front of the main door. Tinsley glanced at him, smiling at him.

Kian unlocked the door with the key that Madison had handed him yesterday.

The door creaked opened and before Tinsley could walk in, she was pulled backwards and flipped up, she shrieked nervously, totally not expecting her husband to pick her up like a bag of potatoes as if she weighed nothing.

He held her up in bridal style, staring into her green eyeballs as they reflected excitement, nervousness.

“It’s your first time… don’t you know the tradition??”

Kian teased her as he walked inside both of them and kicked the door closed behind them.

Tinsley could not help the chuckle. He was being so corny. She for once forgot that she would ever get to face this witty funny side of him like he was in his boyhood.

“You seem to know a lot about traditions. ”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Tinsley muttered, giggling, wrapping her arms around his neck, dropping a soft kiss on the exposed skin.

“Oh!! That I do, Mrs Randall and the next one is the christening of this house which includes me fucking you in every nook and corner of this place.”

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