Loving Madeline

Madeline's POV

My husband's nearness makes me feel lightheaded, his intoxicating scent made me have goosebumps all over my skin, and his intense gaze made me feel the pounding sensation on my chest. I hate myself that I couldn't even stop my hand from touching his handsome face. His ruggedly handsome looked made me lost my sanity for a while, and we were looking at each other for a long time. I can feel his pain through his words, and I understand that he was sorry for what he had done to me. I am one breath away from throwing myself at my husband because I miss him.

I want to feel the warmth of his touch and the sweetness of his kisses, but at the back of my head, I know it is not yet the right time. I need to heal first because Hunter deeply wounded my heart, but at least now that he came into my house looking so lost, I can't stop being happy. I am so lost for words because before I learned the truth, there are many things I want to shout at him. I want to ask him why he needs to hurt me terribly, but now I know that my husband is hurting, and he needs me in his life.

We remained standing so close with each other; I can almost hear his heartbeat while I am still caressing his face when the heavy rain poured on us that made us both wet even if I run towards the front porch of my new house; I was drenched. When I turn around, my husband didn't move an inch; he stayed where he was, and Hunter was soaking, and I ran back to him and pulled his wrist so he will follow me going to my house; my hands were trembling as I opened the main door of my bungalow, and I hate that I am shivering from the cold, and because of Hunter's presence.

I know it was about to rain because I saw earlier as I was driving that the sky was overcast before it got dark. But the moment I saw my husband, I forgot that I hurried home to put away the clothes I hung up before leaving the house.

I really hate that it took me a long while to open the door until I felt my husband's hands touched my hands, and I can feel the electricity coming from his touch, and I realized he still affects me the same way. Hunter took the key from me without saying anything, and then in one attempt, he opened my door. I can feel the blush that crept into my face, even if I was shuddering from the cold. I jumped on my feet when lightning struck, followed by the thunder, and Hunter put his hands on my waist to steady my frame. And I hate that I want to move closer to him, and I got disappointed when he quickly removed his hands from me, and he backed away from me.

"I am sorry if I came in without being invited." He said, and he looked so boyish, and I can't stop myself from smiling at him.

"Don't be silly, Hunter. The heavy rain is pouring out there, and do you think I will allow you to leave knowing you were drench. Would you please wait while I will get some towels?" I said, and the moment my husband smiled at me, I felt like my knees go weak, and I get inside my room quickly as I feel the pounding of my heart. He is my husband, and we have been married for years, yet the thrill that I have makes me have knots on my stomach.

I get a towel, and I rummaged in my closet to look for something he can wear, and I smiled when I saw his t-shirt. Even though I felt embarrassed about it, he needs to wear it now. I don't care if Hunter will know that I took some of his things, I know it was ridiculous, but I can't deny it. Before I left our house I brought one of his white t-shirt and jeans, actually my favorite outfit for him, what can I do? I am hopelessly in love with my husband, and even if I tried my best to forget him, there are nights that I cried sleeping with his stuff.

I know it was embarrassing, but I can tell he was also shivering with the cold. I got out of my room and handed him the towel and his clothes.

"I think you can take a bath using my body wash, and there is shampoo in the shower room." I said as I guided him to the bathroom. And I flushed when he looked at his t-shirt and jeans, and I saw his face lit up, and I walked out quickly before he can say a word, and I get inside my room to take a bath. I never thought my husband would find out I took some of his clothing as a souvenir, and I don't know how I am going to face him again after he found out my craziness.

I know I need to talk with Hunter, but right now, I don't know how I am going to talk with my husband when I felt so anxious, excited. Most of all, I can't stop myself from staring at his lips. I can't deny it, I am dying to be with him, but I need to get back my self-respect, and even though he is hurting and suffering right now, I need to give him a lesson that he should never leave me hanging, and because I am his wife he should be honest with me even though it will hurt me.

I need to tell him how I feel and to do it, and I need to look strong in front of him. I should control my foolishness because I know every time I face my husband, it feels like there is nothing I want to do but to cling to him and taste his perfect kissable lips. I am just glad the master bedroom of my house has its toilet and bath, and I took a hot shower since I can no longer take the shuddering of my frame. And I can feel the trembling of my lips and my legs. And I can't stop myself from smiling when I realized my husband is also taking his shower right now, and I realized how much I miss him.

I dried my body with the towel, and then I wrap the wet strands of my hair with the towel to speed up the drying method and to get my hair away from my face as I take my time finding the right outfit to wear because I can't stop myself from feeling excited to wear something good to make me look beautiful in front of Hunter. I can't stop myself from beaming when I find the perfect dress for me. I bought it with Gina the last time we hit the mall. It was a casual floral mini dress with a short sleeve. I wouldn't say I liked it at first since it has a dangling neckline, but when I fit the dress, it suits me perfectly that I didn't let it go.

And I smiled when I found myself looking at the reflection on the mirror, and I am shocked to see my face is glowing, and I hate to admit Hunter made me look this way. As I comb my hair, I heard the rumbling of my stomach, and I realized I am starving. I quickly got out of my room, and I hold my breath when I saw my husband looking so fresh, and he was staring at my portrait on the wall. He looked so hot right now while he was gazing at my face on the picture while he was drying his hair with the towel. And I felt so thankful for the rain because I know it allows us to be with each other.

Hunter's t-shirt hugged his chiseled frame, and I have to look away to stop myself from drooling over my husband. And I walk fast in going to the kitchen as I look on the fridge what should I cook for dinner. I usually eat light at night, but right now, I want to have some soup. But I know it will take a long while to prepare the food, and I am already starving.

"It would be alright with you if we will only eat some instant noodles?" I asked Hunter as I felt him followed me to the kitchen, and I have to control the rapid beating of my heart as I saw him staring at my face with great intensity.

"Damn, Madeline, this is killing me; you looked so hot and beautiful wearing that dress." He said, and my face reddened, and I hate that I couldn't stop myself from blushing every time he looked at me this way.

"Thank you, but I am asking you about the instant noodles and not the way I look, Hunter." I said, and I turned away from him, pretending to be annoyed with his words because I don't want my husband to know I like the way he gazed at me. When he told me I am hot and beautiful, my heart leaped with happiness, he doesn't know I chose to wear this dress to make him see me as a beautiful woman, and I felt so delighted that it works, and I will definitely give Gina a gift for insisting me on buying this dress.

"Of course, I don't care what kind of food we are going to eat, Madeline, as long as I am eating it with you. And I want to say thank you, Maddie, for letting me inside your house, and it means a lot to me." He said,

"God knows how much I missed you, Madeline!" Hunter added, and I felt him moved closer to me, and I have to swallow my saliva as I turned on the stove dial, and I can't stop my heart from beating so fast as I realized how I am going to survive the night without hugging and kissing my husband.