65-Darkness

Ashley Walters pov

“Ma’am. Are you the same woman who got a snake bite?” the cotton candy man asked me while handing over the thin bamboo sticks to me.

When I nodded, he examined me from head to toe, “I hope you are doing well now.”

“Oh, yes I am.” I started munching one of the beauties in my hands, “Thanks for asking.”

“Who is he by the way?” He threw a casual gaze at Justin who was standing at some distance, “I think I have seen him somewhere.”

“Oh, he is my husband. People often confuse him with some movie star.” I faked a laugh and paid him the amount.

This morning I insisted Justin take a walk outside. We were about to go back home the next day and my heart was sinking by just thinking of it.

I did not want to return home. The politics I used to face from Sarah might take a toll on my mental health in the future. Here I was happy with Justin. He and me. A perfect couple.

I wanted to enjoy these two days to the fullest. Here I had Justin only to myself. No office work. No official meetings.

Throwing the not–so–important thoughts in the backyard of my brain I pasted a smile on my face.

“He was confusing you with someone.” I informed Justin and offered him cotton candy, “but I told him, he is no celebrity. He is my husband.”

Justin’s face seemed to lit up at the mention of the word husband. Oh, how I adored that handsome face

and wanted to stare at it.

his head when he saw me managing

my

started eating the cotton candy from all four sticks at once, “some of us do need

can tell that. After last night you do need your energy after all.” He said with

What did he

“Behave yourself, Justin Deluca.” I hissed between clenched teeth, “Why you are letting

neck to hide the blush on my cheeks. No matter how much confident I felt during the

to discuss

little more special because on my insistence he penetrated me, and I did not feel pain.

had been

Mind–blowing!

I

to where we were. The cotton candies were forgotten in my

No.” I again hit his shoulder, “Stop

those explicit images from last night flashed through

it?” He asked me in a serious tone, but

I pouted making his jaw

You will spike your sugar level. Do you know what happens

a little unsure when I answered him.

“No. Not diabetes.”

“Then what?”

will need to take that energy out. So, what you will do? You will try

rubbing the sticky and syrupy cotton candy on

he was looking through that sticky thing hanging by his

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