Shouldn't Have Kissed You

"Hey man," Wesley greeted Chris before pulling a seat to sit down. "Shouldn't you be going home now?"

Chris looked at his wrist watch and realized that Wesley was right. He was supposed to be heading home but still he was in the office thinking of a new design for his company. His summer clothes had sold so well bring allot of profit to the company.

But what was he going home to? His mother had left two weeks ago leaving him behind with his cold wife. Yes, she had turned out to be cold towards him and he didn't like what he saw in her eyes when she looked at him. Hate. That's what he saw and he hated himself for that.

For making her cold. She hadn't even spoke a word to him from that night. The night he thought that he would make her pay. The night that made him learn allot about her after her out burst. He was sorry and he had said that way too many times but it felt in deaf ears.

He missed the old Maya. The Maya who showed her emotions once in a while. That was the Maya that he wanted back. The one who left a sweet cup of coffee for him to drink every morning just the way he loved it. Yes, at first he had thrown away the coffee but on the second week, he had grown to the coffee.

She prepared better coffee than Alma. And that made him to get addicted to it for that one month and two weeks that they had stayed together. But he thought that that won't change after that night but he was wrong.

She was actually right. His problem was to think. To think that maybe they could work thinks out after he learned the truth but he was wrong. Maya stopped preparing his coffee in the morning as she used to do.

She didn't even glance at him even when he said something to her. All she did was stare somewhere else apart from him and when he was done, she would walk away without a word. And he hated it. He hated himself for making the worst choice ever.

He hated himself for thinking at first instead of investigation. He hated himself for never giving her the chance to explain herself before jumping into conclusions. He hated himself for never seeing the pain in her eyes since the day he met her. And now he was paying the price.

Silent treatment. He thought the worst was when his mother ignored him but he was wrong. With him having Maya not say a word to him for two weeks was driving him insane. He wanted to scream at her. He wanted to hear her say anything. Anything to him even if it was to say she hated him.

He just wanted to hear her voice once more. Was that too much to ask? But he had run out of options. Options of how to make her do that. He tried. He tried everything and anything but she never said a word and now, now he was giving up on her. He was giving up on his wife despite him knowing that he had to work harder than he was doing at the moment.

That's why he was at the office thinking of a new collection for his company. That's why he was there instead of being home. He was afraid at least. Afraid to see the hate in his wife's eyes. Afraid to see the what he brought out by his actions. That's what he feared...

"She hasn't said a word to you, has she?" Chris was pulled out of his thoughts by his friend.

that he had

he answered looking at Wesley. "And it really hurts Wesley. And please don't say you warned

your ego was too big that I could slice it

his head, "Yes I do, and I want us to be

"Tell you what."

"What?"

looked

you buy her roses and take her out on a dinner. I mean, it's on Friday. Have a place reserved right now and over there you can

and took his

back, "after all this is what I

"Because you're dumb?"

Mary call the restaurant right now and reserve the

drove his

sweaty as he took the flowers in his hands and walked towards the door. The house was in

the flowers on the bed and walked to the bathroom. Maya wasn't around and that gave him time to prepare himself before she got back. After he was done showering, he walked out with

eyes. She was beautiful with her hair in a messy ponytail. He didn't know why but he wanted he to stare

shower run and he knew that she was showering giving him time to dress up. He wore a black suit with a white shirt inside which went along with a black bow tie. He looked at himself in the vanity mirror and he loved what he saw. Handsome but he had to agree

about to walk out of the bathroom and he would ask her out. Just then, he heard the door knob turn and he walked to the bed

She looked amazing and if she accepted his request, he would show ever man that she was his. That he was the luck guy who had married the beauty before

her and stretched his hands to her to gift her

or friend for the past two months that we've been staying together but I want to apologize and as you out on

he could think off. His mind was in a mess with her

take the flowers. In stead, she walked passed him and to the suitcase. She took out her

walk towards the door when Chris pulled her making her loose her balance and land on his chest. She felt good there and he wanted it to last like for ever. He just wanted her