The fill-in wife - Episode 11

Maya:

Why does the bed feel hard underneath me but yet oh so comfortable? I snuggle deeper into the warmth and sigh contently. The awesome smell of something woody but yet soft saturate my senses. I breathe in again, unable to get enough of the familiar scent.
"You can stop sniffing me now." The scratchy but very familiar voice kick start my sleepy brain and I blink my eyes open. I see skin. I look further up to discover that I'm lying on a muscular but smooth chest. I close my eyes then blink it back open.
"You should probably get off me now." Derrick says. I would but I just remembered that I fell asleep taking care of him, I didn't think to change from my towel which is currently nowhere to be found if I may add.
"I am naked." I whisper to him in mortification.
"I didn't quite catch that sweet girl." I think he's teasing me and I blush harder. I'm currently the same colour in the face as the blood red curtains hanging across the windows of this suite. I can't even roll off him in fear of flashing my body to him. He's my husband, I know but I can't help it! So don't you dare judge me.
"Unravel your snickers woman. I'll turn around so you can find your towel." He says

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. His hand goes around my waist and I suck in a sharp breath at the tingles shooting down my spine to somewhere down below. Our eyes meet and I notice him grind his teeth before he pulls himself from under me. My bare front brush hard muscles and I manage to swallow a whimper. What the hell is wrong with you Maya?! Get yur mind out of the gutters and find your towel!
"Don't turn around." I murmur as I grab a hold of the towel and wrap it around myself. I can see his body shaking and I know he's laughing. I quickly dash into the bathroom after grabbing my dress. I just realized it's my only piece of cloth now. I don't think about it much. I just shrug the dress on with the speed of light. I'm done but I can't find the boldness to come out.

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I swear she's just so cute. I watch her fly into the bathroom after grabbing her clothes and I notice that's the only piece of clothes she has, if that tattered material could be called a cloth anyways. Deciding to do something about it, I grab my phone and my wallet from my trousers which I just noticed isn't on me. I don't even remember taking them off. I just remember getting a text from Maya about being worried and how I fled upstairs to meet her even in my inebriated state. I rub a finger against my temple. I can feel an hangover coming on.

*Do you have Beatrice's number? I need both your helps. PS meet me at the hotel's lobby and bring Beatrice with you-- D*

I send the message to Xavier then hurry downstairs to meet them. I don't waste much time with them as their bantering worsen my headache. Beatrice was glad to help use my unlimited card to buy clothes and necessities for her friend. She was especially pleased when I asked her to buy a nice bikini for Maya. The playful glint in her eyes tells me she'll get just what I'm picturing. Xavier on the other hand is more than happy to spend time with his prey. Beatrice looks like she can hold her own with the incurable flirt so I don't see any problem there.
I reach our room's door then slip my card in. The door clicks open unlike yesterday night when my drunk senses couldn't get the door open. I'm grateful for this because my hangover is getting worse by the second and I need my bed.
"Hey Derrick! Thank God you're here. I was going to start calling you before you came in." Maya says as she sees me come in. I am really in no state for this so I just nod and push myself towards the bathroom with Maya hot on my heels. What's her deal? I really won't appreciate a clingy wife. I ignore her and grab a toothbrush.
"Oh! No need for that. I already helped you brush your mouth earlier this morning." She says and I can't help but stare at her like she's from another universe. She hides her eyes from me.
"I'm not creepy if that's what you think. You woke up earlier and threw a feat about your mouth tasting like vomit. You insisted on--"
"Wait, vomit?" I interrupt.
"Yea. You probably don't remember but that's the reason I undressed you." She says quietly.
When my brow raise teasingly, she giggles.
"I didn't look! I made sure to turn the light off." She defends and I chuckle. I swear, this woman is sent from heaven. That's why you don't deserve her, my mind reminds me.
"Thank you for taking care of me last night Maya. You even brushed my mouth for me." I chuckle at my antics. I'm never getting drunk again.
"It wasn't an easy feat. You did bite my fingers a few times."She pout playfully.
"Oh no! Those beautiful fingers. Let me have a look at them." I lift her hands up and pretend to inspect them carefully.
"They look fine to me. I prescribe a dose of pecks. That should cure them." I say in my best doctor impersonation voice then bring the fingers up to brush my lips over their knuckles. It's not entirely smooth from the many work I know she has been doing for years now. They are beautiful for the fact that they are not perfect. All playfulness is gone and in it's place is pure chemistry. I place an open mouthed kiss on Maya's palm and her sharp intake of breath reminds me of where we are and the situation of our marriage. I pull back and drop her hands like I've been burnt.
"Umm oh so. I mean I should probably go back and sleep my hangover off." I ramble off as I push pass her and escape out of the bathroom whose walls were beginning to feel like they were closing up on me.
Thankfully, she doesn't follow me to the room. I release a sigh of relief as I walk to the bed. A tray of banana, some pills and water placed on the bedside table catch my eyes. I wrinkle my forehead in confusion when my phone alerts me of a message.

*For your hangover. I saw that bananas and pain reliever is a perfect remedy -  PS thanks for the phone. It's really useful to me. -- M*

Something draws on my heartstrings and I look up to see Maya standing by the bathroom door. What am I going to do with such as caring woman? I feel worse for what I've done!
"Hey, drink up." She says as she walks pass me to pick the glass of water and hand it to me. I do as I'm told and take the pills. She peels a banana for me then hand it to me as well. I nearly choke on the damn banana with the emotions going through me. This is too much in just one day!
"Maya! Guess what?! There's a beach! It---" Beatrice barge into the room and I'm grateful for the interruption.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have knocked." She starts walking out but I stop her.
"It's fine.

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. Go on Maya, you should join your friend at the beach. I'll be fine."
"How bout breakfast? Do you feel better? I can just go to the beach later when you feel better."
"Shhhh. I'll order breakfast and bring it to you. I feel better now." I assure her. When she doesn't feel assured, I grab her shoulders and push her out gently.
"Go have fun, sweet girl. I'll be down in few minutes. Except you want to stay and shower with me." I say the last part offhandedly and Beatrice who has been silently watching us starts coughing. Maya blush beet red then shake her head profusely.
"No no no. Let's go Bea." She says then pull her friend along with her. I shut the door behind me before I let myself sag against the door. It hasn't even been up to twenty four hours and I already feel overwhelmed!
This is what we call being royally fucked!