Pancakes & Cramps

After Aayan hung up, he thought to himself: ”I am falling for this intriguing woman."

He liked her mysterious ways and he wanted to peel back all the layers to her personality. She was a walking paradox; her lips silent, but her eyes talking.

"You're in trouble Al-Fayed.This woman will make you forget everything"

It's been 4 weeks that Jamila and Aayan have been communicating by telephone. He took his time to know her, to woo her, make her feel special. And the result was evident. She was her old self again; confident and always in a good mood. His chocolate boxes did their part too, as she felt her waist getting thick, but she didn't mind. She had a new friend; Aayan. She didn't know how long it was going to last, but she was already grateful he was in her life. She started working again at the hospital. Today was her day off ,so she prepared a nice breakfast for herself. She wanted to eat healthier, so she decided to make a veggie omelette.Suddenly she heard the doorbell. She opened the door and there he was ; Aayan Al-Fayed ,leaning at her doorpost with some flowers. He looked great as always ,wearing some blue trousers and a white shirt. He wore matching blue boots to complete his look. He smiled brightly and said:” Hello,habibi"

"Aayan!.. what are you doing here? I mean you're welcome, but...I'm just surprised that's all."

I told you I'd surprise you. What smells so good?"

"I'm making breakfast.Omelettes."

"Sounds like I'm right on time"

"Come on in then"

He sat in the small living room as she served him some breakfast.

"Thank you. Come sit next to me"

He ate his food and when he finished he said: “That was delicious,Angel,but you have to let me cook for you some time"

"You can cook?"

"Well...mostly pancakes and hummus. I make a mean shoarma wrap and my humus is the best. Do you like humus?”

"Yes actually that’s one of my favorite foods.”

"Great! it's settled. I’m making you humus."

Aayan noticed that Jamila didn't finish her food.

"Why didn't you finish your food? What's wrong, habibi?”

"Nothing I'm not hungry"

Aayan looked at her and said:" Taeal alaa huna.(Come here)”.

He looked in her eyes and kissed her passionately. Then he placed his hands on her hips.

"Is this what you're embarrassed about?"

He slowly made his way to her small belly.

"Or this?” he asked while touching her gently.

" Mmmm....ya iilahi(oh my god), so soft,habibi.”

He felt her holding her breath so he lifted up her shirt and gently kissed her bare belly.

"So beautiful..." He whispered.

"I (kiss) love (kiss) all of this!" He said while kissing her.

He touched her neck and made his way down, gently touching her as if she was going to break. Then he stopped. She looked at him puzzled ,so he explained: ”I will be honest, I am very much attracted to you. All of you. But I want you to be mine before I......do things to you. I am very possessive.”

Jamila looked at him shocked and started blushing. She was attracted to him too....he was so damn irresistible. She thought what things he had in mind and her eyes looked at his visible bulge. He noticed her looking and started to chuckle.

"So what is your answer, habibi? Will you be mine?”

"Yes,Aayan,I will.",she shyly replied while lowering her eyelids.

"You're so cute when you blush for me like that. I want to make you blush all the time. You don't know how sexy you are. Oh and by the way this is what you do to me"

He grabbed her hand and placed it on his hardened member. Her eyes grew wide and her face was almost crimson with embarrassment as she quickly removed her hand.Aayan laughed out loud. She just looked at him and smiled. At that moment her stomach started rambling and Prince heard it too. Her eggs were already cold.

"You hungry, habibi? What do you want to eat?"

"Some pancakes would be nice"

"Coming right up"

He found his way in the kitchen and whipped up some pancake batter. While he was busy the door opened.

"Mila,I smell panca-...oh hello Aayan"

"Hi Jasmine"

Jaz mouthed to her friend: “oh my god!!"

Jamila started giggling.

"So Jaz, would you like some pancakes? I make the best in the world"

"Sure, I would like to taste that for myself"

He served them pancakes and took some for himself, before sitting right next to Jamila. True to his word ,the pancakes were delicious. He smiled as he watched the girls devour his pancakes.

"Wow, that was delicious, I really enjoyed them."

"Thank you habibi, anything for my woman. Besides, I love your appetite." He said while gently playing with her belly. Jaz nearly choked at that statement and gave her friend a stare. Jamila just lowered her eyelids and started to blush. Aayan kissed her on the cheek.

"I love it when you blush like that,habibi. It does things to me.”

After Jaz left, they spent all day listening to music, talking and joking around. He loved to make her laugh. Those dimples on her cheeks drove him wild. He massaged her feet and ordered her some food for lunch. Around night time, as Aayan was watching television, he noticed Jamila acting strange. She had on her pajamas and curled up in bed crying and moaning. She had gotten her period which means a lot of cramps and backache.

Aayan heard her in the living room and walked up to her and sat on the bed.

“Habibi, what's wrong?"

"I don't feel so good. Cramps"

"Was it something you ate?"

"No....oh god this hurts.." She said almost whispering

"Angel, look at me"

He saw she was pale and understood what was going on, and how extremely shy she was. He simply asked; “Got any towels and aspirine?"

"Yeah second drawer"

He got some warm water and placed the towel inside. He made his way to her bed and sat next to her.

"Lift up your shirt"

"What??noooo!!"

"Angel please lift up your shirt?"

He saw her hesitate and lifted it up. He placed the warm towel on her belly.

"Could you sit up for me?" She obliged and he gave her some aspirin.

"I'll be right back" He went to the kitchen and fixed her a cup of warm tea with honey and brought it for her. He massaged her back and feet and she moaned in pleasure.

"Mmm...feels so good"

"Just relax babygirl,I'm here. Need a belly rub?"

She sure needed one but pms has her belly all ballooned up, so she was embarrassed for him to touch it.She lowered her eyelids:"yeah...."she said shyly.Aayan smiled and lifted up her shirt.

"Don't be embarrassed sweet girl" He rubbed her belly and Angelica felt her pain become less. She drifted off to sleep and Aayan covered her, spooned her and kept her warm.

The next morning Jamila woke up to a delicious smell in the kitchen. After showering she entered the kitchen.

"Good morning"

"Good morning sweet girl, did you sleep well?"

"Yes I did, you took good care of me"

"My pleasure. How are you feeling? Still cramps?"

"A little but not as much as last night"

"That's good to hear, I don't want my girl to feel bad in any way. Here I made you some sandwiches and soup. It will settle that tummy". He said while playfully rubbing her belly.

Jamila looked at him and got emotional. She didn't know if it was hormones but she started tearing up, thanking Aayan for caring for her. He wiped her tears and said:" Sometimes you need someone to take care of you ,to spoil and pamper you."

"No one has ever done this for me before"

"Get used to it, habibi, as long as you're with me, I will spoil you rotten."

Jamila looked at him and said :"I could get used to this"

He smiled and thought: " I want to care for you forever if you let me...."