Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Micaela changed her clothes, wrapped herself in her down jacket and cautiously exited the house. As soon as she stepped out of the short alley, she saw Nico standing next to her car, hands in his pockets, looking at her coldly, his eyes full of resentment.

Micaela couldn’t contain her laughter and came up to me and said, “You came to see me, why are you still so resentful, I provoked you?”

“What do you think, is the town fun? I’m the only one who comes to this shit to look for you on such a cold day, would anyone else come to you?”

He’s justified and arrogant.

Micaela wrapped her arms around him, “No, only you will.”

Nico growled softly and pulled back to hug her, which was more like it.

Micaela tilted her head and kissed him on the cool chin, coaxing him, “Don’t get mad, boyfriend, huh?”

“It’s not nice to be so pedestrian.” Nico leaned in slightly, one long finger touching his lips.

Micaela wrapped her arms around his neck and still gave him a long look.

The man was very tall, she wasn’t wearing heels now, he leaned slightly around her waist and she was still slightly out of his reach, on tiptoe, her hands pulling down his neck, her four lips pressed together.

Warm and cozy.

Nico’s hands around her waist tightened, and in the kiss, all the unhappiness and sadness of the day seemed to be almost swept away.

With an unsolicited kiss from her, everything else, becomes seemingly less important.

Since when did Micaela start to mean so much to him?

Nico doesn’t remember.

Only entangled, holding her against the side of the car and between his chest, he carried the kiss deeper.

Micaela was breathless from the kiss and when Nico released her slightly, Micaela let out a few big puffs of white air, her face slightly flushed and a little short of oxygen.

The man’s dark eyes looked at her mischievously, his fingers pressed against her lips and commented, “What a bad kisser.

“… Then it looks like you’re no good at tuning up your girlfriend.”

Nico raised an eyebrow and pinned her in his arms, “Can you do it now, how dare you say your boyfriend can’t.”

Micaela buried herself in his arms and curved her lips into a smile, tucking her hands into her open coat, under which she wore only a thin white shirt, Micaela looked up from his chest, “Are you cold in so little clothing?”

The village is not like the city, the village is already a little cooler than the city, the city walks around inside with central air conditioning, but the village is a big ice cellar, you’ll catch a cold if you get so little.

Nico already had a little stuffy nose, he rarely came to town and was a little overwhelmed by the temperature for a while. “A little, please, can I get under the covers?”.

Micaela smiled, “Then be gentle, so as not to wake Grandma.”

Nico pulled her up in a hug and Micaela startled and wrapped her arms around his neck, “Put me down now.”

Nico yanked open the door and pushed Micaela, who followed him into the back seat.

When he arrived, he drove an SUV especially, with plenty of room in the back seat so the two of them weren’t strapped in the car even if they did something.

The car was warm with the air conditioning on, and Micaela was even a little warm wrapped up in her down jacket.

With the back seat folded down so he could use it as a bed to sleep in, Nico took off the coat he was wearing and tossed Micaela’s down jacket aside.

Her hands were cold from having been outdoors for a while, and she winced and cringed when he touched her in the flesh.

Nico smiled mischievously and moved his hands even closer to her warm waist.

Micaela pulled her hands out of his, wrapped her slender hands around his two large, bony ones, blew warm air into them and rubbed them together again.

Nico’s gaze burned at her pampering movements and he moved closer to her, taking her in his arms, tucking his small, already cold hands into the hem of her shirt.

Pulling her coat over them both.

The temperature inside the car was high and it soon warmed up.

With her head resting on one of his arms, Micaela tilted her head to one side and asked, “Why are you here all of a sudden, have you eaten?”

Nico’s eyes were closed, relaxed, “I just swooped in to see if you were hiding an adulterer in town. ”

Micaela smiled sweetly at him and snuggled into his arms, “What kind of adulterer is hardworking enough to come to an unheated town in the dead of winter to have an affair with me, are you, Mr. Nico?”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Nico squeezed her slender waist, “Deh.”

Outside the car window, not far away, fireworks went off at twelve o’clock with a beautiful roar in the air, very much in the spirit of the New Year.

“Mr. Nico, Happy New Year.” Micaela looked up at him, a soft smile on her forehead.

For this personal blessing, Nico felt that the evening had not been a waste of time.

Inside the car, the two figures are entwined.

In the heat of the moment, Micaela calls out to him and Nico obliges, “Call her something else.”

… Nico?

Micaela was forced by him to say “Nico …”.

That cold name was now so soft and feminine that Nico was willing to die for her.

At last, Nico’s thin lips pressed against Micaela’s ear, his breath hot and steamy, his deep, dark eyes fixed on her as he said, “Happy New Year, Micaela. ”

Micaela allowed him to kiss her body, holding only her hand, resting with her eyes closed, face buried in his neck, voice muffled by the aftermath of an affair, “Aren’t you happy today?”

Nico was slightly stunned, staring at her sweaty little face, amazed at her insight into him. “How did you know?”

“You were, like, so mean.”

Nico kissed her forehead and asked in a low, magnetic voice, “Did that hurt?”

“That’s not really true, I’m just a little tired.”

Nico looked at her and a loving, beaming smile came into his eyes, “Right now, I’m happy.”

A man who is physically and mentally relieved will not be unhappy.

The real … is the environmental protection package.

Micaela turned her back to him and leaned on his arm, he occasionally looked down and kissed her shoulder, neither of them spoke, except for the occasional fireworks in the distance, the city was silent late at night, and inside the car, only the faint sound of each other’s breathing could be heard.

Nico embraced the woman in his arms and felt that this New Year’s Eve, even if spent in the car, was wonderful.

After a long, long time, so long that Nico thought she was asleep, Micaela asked, “Mr. Nico, why are you unhappy?”.

It’s bad luck to be unhappy in the middle of the year.

Micaela could sense that it wasn’t because of her.

For a moment, Nico understood how Micaela had felt when she had told him earlier that she didn’t know where to start with that pair of shits at home. Nico just reached out and rubbed her shoulder and said in a husky voice, “I’ll tell you about it later, when I get a chance.”

Micaela slipped out of his arms and faced him, raising her arms and wrapping them around his waist as if to give him silent comfort.

After a while, Micaela said, “Boyfriend, have fun on the big day.”

Nico smiled slightly, he really wasn’t upset anymore.

A big hand, smoothing her long hair, wrapped around her, napping.

In the middle of the night, with Micaela asleep, Nico reached for his phone, opened Facebook and transferred a New Year’s gift to Savanna Amengual.

Savanna Amengual, a night owl, woke up at that moment and received the gift within seconds.

Savanna Amengual did not forget to take an interest in Nico: “Brother, why haven’t you come back by this time, where are you?”.

Actually, the second half of the sentence, Savanna Amengual wanted to say: if you come back later, could you bring me a snack?

But Savanna Amengual didn’t dare say it.

Nico looked at the woman sleeping next to him, clicked on the front of his phone, took a random selfie of his and Micaela’s faces, and sent it to Savanna Amengual with the words, “Sleep.”

Savanna Amengual gasps, “Holy shit!!! In the car? A fierce battle?”

Nico doesn’t respond, leaving Savanna Amengual’s gritty neurons to speculate at will.

Savanna Amengual zooms in on that photo and says to herself, “Wow, Miss Micaela with that tired look on her face, how hard my brother’s torture was.”

But for most of the night, Savanna Amengual felt a little stuffed with dog food and her heart was a little stuffed.

Before Nico went to bed, she clicked back to Micaela’s Facebook dialogue and made a transfer.

After the transfer, Nico looked down at the woman in his arms, curved his thin lips, kissed her some more and gathered the blankets around him before going back to sleep.