You Good?

Passing into the room, Lisa thought of removing that dress and get in pyjamas but little did she know that she was followed by a manly figure.

Standing in front of the mirror, she seemed to praise her curves and the dress look so perfect on her body. While Louis entered into the room without making any noise to let her know. Suddenly, putting his chin on her shoulder, he wrapped his hands around her.

Flinching at the sudden touch, she yelled at him, "You sacred me?"

"Oh really?"

They made eye contact through the mirror,

"So, what are you planning for the night?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want to sleep or...?"

Lisa looked at him in doubt, and whispered, "...or?"

"Let me finish it, babe? So, Do you want to sleep or sleep?" finishing his phrase, he broke in laughter, watching her reaction.

"Seriously?" she asked in doubt if he had no plans for the night.

"Yeah! I'm tired and we have got time!" he said and squeezed her cheeks.

Then she smirked at him and threw him on the bed and tied her hair in a bun.

He was shocked, "Babe?"

"What?"

"Nothing, continue!" he whispered and started to remove his dressing and then unbutton his shirts but stopping him from that Lisa came and pulled him by his collar towards her.

"Don't you want me to do that?" she said seductively.

"Of course," he mumbled.

Soon, Lisa unbuttons his shirts and threw them on the floor.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing and wait here for me!' she said and went to the closet, grabbing her pyjamas, she unlocked the washroom door and came out in pyjamas. He stared at her with confusion all over his face, sitting up with the help of an elbow, he continued to notice her behaviour.

Doing her skin routine at night, she came towards him, "Move," she said and he did accordingly, thinking that she gonna do something.

But laying on the bed, she covered her body with covers and closed her eyes. Louis was sexually frustrated by then, "Are you serious, Lisa?" he asked her.

"What? You sounded tired to get some rest and sleep," she muttered and turned her face, facing her back and said in an aggressive tone, "Remember this," and did the same, laid down on the bed. Lisa laughed inside at his saying.

Soon, she noticed that he was sleeping so, crawling near to his sleepy figure, laying her head on his chest, she wrapped around him and closed her eyes with a soft smile on her face. Her activities made him happy so, he also thought of cuddling her. Taking her in his arms and hugged her figure tightly, he slept.

Inhaling his scent smelled nice to her.

"You smell so nice," she mumbled.

"Sleep, it's midnight already, Good night!" he said and pecked her forehead.

"Good night, love,"

The next morning, she woke up with the sun rays coming in from the window and turned her gaze to look at him but her eyebrows joined in confusion as there wasn't any sign of him.

"Louis?" she spoke.

Getting up from bed, she looked around but no sign and sighed, thinking he must be in the washroom, as the sound of the shower could be heard.

Coming out with a towel wrapped around his torso, and water droplets falling from his wet locks and he noticed her sitting on the couch.

She was lost, seeing him like that, his abs were on display, and licked her lips.

"You Good?" he asked while staring at the mirror reflection of her.

"Hmm? oh, I have to get ready for the work," she said and hurriedly ran towards the bathroom.

"But I guess it's your off today!" he whispered.

Realising the facts, she hit her head with her palm.

"But still I have to take shower," with she entered. Meanwhile, Louis was getting ready to take off from the hotel but he paused for her.

"Lisa, make it quick!" he yelled. But got no response from her.

After 30 minutes, she came and wore her clothes to leave.

"Let's go, I'm ready!" she said and went away from there.

While driving, he received a call from someone known to him. Picking up the call, he started talking to that person.

"Hello, Louis?"

"Sorry, but I didn't get you?" he said.

"I'm Eric and how can you forget me?" his friend spoke.

"Oh, sorry I forgot your voice,"

Their talk session was taking a long to come to end, Lisa was feeling bore, listening to him and not paying any attention to her.

She smirked at the idea and leaned forward to lick his earlobe.

"Lisa? I'm driving. Stop it," he said and excused his friend but being a needy girlfriend, she didn't stop.

"Okay, Eric, I will give you a call once I reach home," he finally hung up the call and Lisa back off from her position.

"What were you doing?"

"Nothing,"

"Don't sound so innocent, Lisa?" he said but with no expression.

"Is he mad at me for doing that?" she thought to herself and a thread of sadness hit her face.

For the remaining time together, he didn't glance at her for once even, she understood that he didn't like that.

"I'm sorry but don't act like that," she apologised.

"I was driving and what if I lost my balance because of you!' he said in a cold tone.

"Sorry!" she uttered and looked outside the window.

Reaching her house, she got out and closed the door harshly, trying to get his attention.

"Bye and drive sa-" before listening to her, he drove away from there.

"It was not a big issue that he throwing so many tantrums," she mumbled under her breath.

"I didn't want you to ever act like that, Lisa. I have already experienced the pain of losing you," he mumbled and looked at her from the front reflector, standing there with a long face.

Knocking on the door, she waited for her mother.

"Good morning, dear," her mother greeted her but got no response, she understood that something was off in between them.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Nothing,"

"Oh please tell me what is it? I know you are sad about something," her mother asked and made her take a seat.

"He is angry at me without any reason," Lisa whimpered and made a pouty look.

Cupping her lips, her mother asked her about the reason as it was sure that there must be an intention behind his anger.

"He was busy with his friend so, I just licked-" she hesitated in mid and covered her mouth.

Her mother broke down in laughter, assuming the whole situation.