Dark Cloud

I turned around to see Samuel standing there in an elegant light brown suit. His short brown hair was combed into a professional style with a part on the left side.

This exposed his sharp and glorious jawline that could cut through stone. His thin white lips had hooked up to reveal a shining pearl white smile with two big adorable dimples on his cheeks.

His big blue eyes were slightly squinted because of his big grin and I could see the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes proving his smile was genuine.

In his hands, he held a large bouquet with a combination of both blood roses and cute pink peonies.

I felt a trail of heat run-up neck and a fire spread across my cheeks. I lightly bit my bottom lip. I-if I'm not mistaken peonies to express bashfulness. And roses... they express love.

Mmmm, I wanted to smother my face flushed face with my hands. Ah, my husband is too cute and too pure for this world alone. And here I am, looking at him so lustfully with my intentions being the exact opposite.

I felt the fire in my cheeks cool down and uneasiness in my chest. I gulped.

What was I even doing? I'm so dirty and he's so perfect. I just wanted to be close to him. I love him so much. No, I don't deserve him, I should just get back in the limo.

No, but Samuel arranged this yacht for us. But what if I come on too strong and he ends up hating me. "*Hah hah hah*" I felt like I couldn't catch my breath, *urk* my chest hurts.

"Honey?" I heard some call out. I think it was Samuel but I don't know.

It's that feeling again. I've always had it since I was younger. It was like this dark cloud would just surround my body.

Whenever it happened I couldn't breathe or think straight. I wanted to run but couldn't, yet at the same time, I just wanted to collapse to the floor and just start crying.

"*Hah Hah gasp wheeze wheeze*" Oh, no! It's getting worse! I've got to calm down, I've got to breathe! Wait, how do you breathe?! I-I can't, somebody! Help me!

Huh? I felt my body become enveloped in a pair of warm arms. The comforting warmth around my body had helped me regain some of my senses.

I noticed that my face was pressed against Samuel's chest. His arms wrapped around my waist and back held me tight. He still held the bouquet in his hands so I could breathe in the sweet scent of the flowers.

His chin nudged gently into the top of my and I could the steady thumping of his heartbeat.

I finally remembered how to breathe again. In and out, in and out, in and out.

I unconsciously buried my head into the crook of his neck. His soft shirt had rubbed against my forehead and I was able to breathe in his scent. He smelled of cologne, with a hint of cigarettes.

I raised my arms behind his back and clutched his shirt.

" * ha ha * Feeling better?" Samuel asked me with a slight chuckle. His strong voice almost made me melt. I felt his hand caress my head softly.

I exhaled in relief and nodded with my head still in his neck. " Yeah. You shouldn't smoke so much, by the way, it's not good for you." I mumbled.

" I know, I know. I'm working on it." He tried to assure me. I looked up at him and said with puffed cheeks, " Well, work harder then."

He smiled at me and said, " Ok, ok. I promise."

He kissed my forehead and asked, " Shall we get going my dear?"

I felt my lips curve into a big smile. "Of course my love."

He let go of me and I unclutched his shirt. He then offered me his arm which I gladly took and I wrapped my arms around his.

"Ok then, our chariot awaits, " he beamed.

I felt a fire creep onto my cheeks once again. Alright, I can't lose sight of my goal. Samuel has given me so much already and what have I given him? The most I can do for the man I love is give him all of me.

Be prepared hubby I won't let you sleep!