Oh My Davis
Who's Miyya?

...~Happy Reading~...

"Why did Yudha meet herself? Why are you even here? And why—"

"Can you shut up without asking too many questions? Focus on your work!" said Davis quickly cut the question off from Nichole.

"Ckckck, this isn't my job, actually!" mumbled Nichole clucked, then returned to vaporize the food into Davis' mouth.

Yes, after a long debate between the two involving Yudha, now Nichole finally forced to feed Davis the food he brought. While Davis, the man chose to check some of the work that had been given by Yudha.

"Mas." call Nichole slowly.

"Hem," Davis replied without taking his eyes off the laptop.

"May I ask?" ask Nichole again slowly.

"Say!"

Nichole took a pretty long breath. He returned to feed Davis, "Who's Miyya?"

The deg!

At once, Davis's fingers, who had been busy typing a laptop, suddenly stopped when he heard the name of someone called by his wife.

Davis immediately averted his gaze, his eyes staring at the face of Nichole who looks unusual according to him.

"Why are you asking me?" asked Davis frowning her.

"Because.. because I'm curious," replied Nichole slowly, she bit her lower lip because she was so nervous, let alone seeing Davis's eyes that seemed to change immediately.

"Where do you know that name?" ask z Davis again. Now, the man immediately turned his work chair, and immediately cupped the legs of Nichole who was sitting on the desk.

"You called him all night" replied Nichole flatly, and Davis's face stiffened immediately.

"Is he your lover? Or your ex, or—"

"Not who!" davis said flatly and immediately cut off Nichole's speech.

Of course, the woman did not believe. A Z Davis who got delirious about another woman's name. Of course, that woman was no ordinary woman. Surely the woman has a place of meaning in Davis' heart, to make the man to dream of her.

"Are you afraid I'll get jealous?" nichole asked clucked and immediately shook her head, "I'm just curious. I'm not going to be jealous, just calm down" Nichole said.

Now, the woman had both her hands around Davis' neck. To make the man look more fixed on the face of Nichole.

"Who is he?" nichole asked quietly, she stretched out her hand to put it in the sturdy jaw of her husband.

"Say, who knows I can help you. Soon, our marriage is over, you can be free with your lover. Or is he angry at you? Can I help you talk about hem?, he added so gently.

"Can't you not talk about marriage?" tanya z Davis growled stifled.

For some reason, every time Nichole reminds them that their marriage is about to end. His chest was so rumbling, his heart was beating so fast and his emotions instantly instantly rose.

"I'm trying to remind myself not to fall too deep. Especially now, I already know who the woman you love is. So, I can be ready to go without fear of being hurt" Nichole replied with a relaxed, shady smile.

"I don't like your words!" davis said with hunting breath holding back the anger.

"I don't expect you to like my word. But I hope, you can like me," Nichole replied smiling, "May?"

"If it is, you have to work really hard!" davis replied, and then he immediately pressed Nichole's nape and I******his lips were so deep and demanding.

"Work as hard as you want, hem?" nichole asked with breath still gasping after Davis let go of her mutterings.

'You already know the answer,' aval Davis whispered in Nichole's ear to make the woman immediately turn her head upwards enjoying every sensation produced by the burly fingers of her husband's hand.

...~To be continuous.... ...