Shyra woke up in the afternoon with the savory smell of onion soup and garlic bread. It was Nora's day off so she wondered who was in the kitchen. She had slept too much and had forgotten entirely about Rey being in her apartment. She lazily got up, wore her housecoat and walked up to the kitchen rubbing her tummy. She was half hoping to find Claire, Rajiv's wife, making the soup but was a bit startled to see Rey all decked in an apron carefully pouring the soup.
"Good afternoon," he smiled at her. "I saw the fine kitchen and took the opportunity. Hope you don't mind."
"As long as the soup is delicious. Not at all," she smiled back. "I really had forgotten that you were here though."
"Really?" Rey pouted a bit. "And here I was making soup to surprise you. Turns out I could just exist and you would be surprised."
"That I am," she chuckled.
"Come now, I prepared the soup so nicely. Have a spoon at least," he cried.
"Oh I will. Let me just take a shower first."
Meanwhile, Claire had just excused herself in Shyra's apartment when she saw Rey preparing the table for a meal.
"Good afternoon!" she greeted cheerfully.
"Oh good afternoon hun. Wanna join us?" he smiled back.
"Are you two eating in today? I thought we were going to have a nice little dinner."
"Oh I got bored so I started cooking. I have enough for everyone. Why don't you call the other three as well?"
"Oh no no. Today is Saturday. We eat out today. I am craving Indian today not French."
"Aren't you French though?" he furrowed his eyebrows at her.
"How rude!"
"But what am I going to do with all this soup then?" he looked at her earnestly.
Claire took a quick look at the pot and said lightly, "Oh Shyra can finish it by herself. No worries. Okay bye!"
Claire left closing the door behind her. Rey had seen Shyra eat huge portions of meals but it was a soup for six people, even excluding himself, he couldn't see how Shyra could eat it all alone by herself.
When Shyra came back from shower in a bathrobe and towel on her head, Rey told her all about his conversation with Claire and she laughed heartily. "She's just messing with you," she chuckled.
"That's what I thought!"
"Yeah it's an ongoing gag. Shyra eats like she was on four hunger strikes for four days."
"What do you mean?"
"Well as you have seen, I do have a good appetite."
"Yeah. That I know. Come on soup's getting cold."
Rey pushed a bowl towards Shyra and sat down with one himself. "Mmm! That's delicious!" Shyra remarked.
"Right?"
"Mmhmm."
Rey himself had two servings of the soup while he watched Shyra eat four servings emptying the contents like nothing. 'She sure has a good appetite,' he thought. 'Maybe I should learn more recipes. She likes to eat!'
"Alright! I am going to have some peaches. Want some?"
"No no I am full," he smiled at her. 'She can still eat?' he was surprised.
Shyra had the peaches while Rey did the dishes. Shyra had insisted on doing them later so Rey quickly took over first.
"Trying to impress?" Shyra gave him a side eye.
"You're already smitten," Rey chuckled.
This reminded Shyra of their interactions last night. She smiled. "Done with your dishes?" She asked him gently.
"Almost."
Suddenly, Rey heard someone playing "Sway" by Bublé. He turned around to find Shyra in the living room dressed in a black fit-and-flare midi with red and golden sparkles that made it look like it was on fire. The dress had a low sweetheart neck exposing her upper bosoms and cleavage with false sleeves that complemented her well sculptured shoulders. Her hair still wet with droplets dragging to her blood red lips, neck and bosoms. She was swaying by herself with a wine glass in her hand. She smirked and gestured Rey to come over.
Rey gasped and followed her gesture like a moth drawn to the flame. He didn't have a single thought in his head as he walked slowly towards her. Shyra was still swaying and crashed on his chest lightly. Rey caught her as she looked up at him and offered her glass of Ruby red wine. He took the glass and gulped it down. It was fruity, floral and slightly spicy. He put down the glass and took her in his arms. Holding her firm slender hands, he started dancing with her.
With every round of spinning together, the atmosphere was getting more and more intense and heated. Rey couldn't understand if it was because of the wine or the woman who kept smirking at him with her eyes full of desire but made no advances at all. Rey attempted to hold her more tightly closing the gap between them. Their bodies crashing together. He smirked thinking this would surely have her a little on the edge. But Shyra was indifferent.
Thinking he might be upsetting her, Rey tried to pull away but Shyra tightened their embrace and closed the gap between them entirely. Her soft bosom pushing on his chest, making him feel suffocated. He could feel her meadowy scent tantalizing his senses. Something inside of him started building great pressure and he could no longer bear it.
Looking at his tense face, Shyra licked her lips lightly as she held his neck with one hand and her fingers moving along his nape down to his chest in a teasing manner. Rey was staring at her lips. He lowered his head gently and captured her upper lip. Holding her face, his sucked on her upper lips as he tried to pry her into opening her mouth. But she wouldn't give in so easily.
So he coaxed her lips, her puffy cheekbones, her eyes with soft kisses before moving on to the nape of her neck. She giggled when he kissed behind her ears. "Ticklish?" he asked.
"Hmm," she replied.
He then moved on to drop kisses along her neck and shoulders while she giggled lightly sometimes. 'She's very ticklish,' he smiled. He loved it - the sound of her light giggles as he kissed her. It was a heartwarming feeling to see such a woman like herself giggle so lightly and carefreely.
He kissed her again. Passionately this time. She didn't resist and let his tongue explore her mouth. As he coaxed and sucked on her tongue, the sweet taste of peaches and wine spread into his mouth intoxicating him. He pulled away to look at her eyes now shrouded by the locks of her wet hair. He gently moved the locks away and tucked it behind her ears.
She was smiling brightly at him. He rubbed their noses before kissing her forehead. "I love you," he expressed profoundly as he pulled her into his embrace.
"I love you too," she whispered in his ears as she rested her head on his shoulders. It was raining heavily outside as the two people kept swaying in each others embrace.