Mr Proud And Mrs Insensitive – Chapter 24

MR. Proud And Mrs. Insensitive

Husband and wife

A romance novel written by : Pamela James

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Chapter 24

Micheal’s p.o.v

“I get it, I would want my Mum with me too, I’m sure.”

“It’s just so stupid… I shouldn’t be so picky about all of this. It’s not going to matter what dress I wear or what flowers are there or, really, if there is an actual wedding at all… none of that is going to change the fact that this is an arrangement marriage.”

“It can still be nice… like a real wedding.”

“Yeah, but after it’s all done… all of this is too…”

So, I guess she really doesn’t feel the same way.

Maybe she wants to avoid keeping in touch, or perhaps she doesn’t want anything to do with me at all.

I guess I had thought that she would actually be considering staying around, at least, for a little while anyway.

After she says that, there is silence.

I don’t know what to say, and I don’t think she does either.

“You know what?” She says standing up.

“I’m going to go for a swim.”

“Amanda… it’s nearly midnight and the water will be freezing.”

“I want to do this… I need to do this.”

“Why…?”

“I don’t know… I have an urge to do it… I never just… do things, you know? I need to just do something I want to do and not overthink it.”

Something about the confidence in her voice tells me to let her go for it. She is right, she should be a little more impulsive… she deserves to be.

“Okay… but if it’s freezing don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I chuckle.

“Don’t you worry, I have done this before.”

She gets closer to the water and takes off her socks and then begins to peel off her skinny jeans.

I hadn’t even thought about her undressing, I don’t know what I expected.

Even though we were out in the middle of the forest in front of a lake about ten feet apart, there’s something oddly intimate about all of this.

Maybe it’s the fact that she’s in the least amount of clothes I have ever seen her in, or maybe, it’s because I know this is a moment only we will share.

After stripping down to only her bra and panties, she turns to me with a big grin on her face to show her excitement.

She tries to muster up the courage to just run in by jogging on the spot.

“I’m going to do it…” she says as if she was trying to convince herself to just go for it.

“You can do it.”

“I’m doing it… I can do it.”

“It’s just water, you are going to dry off eventually.”

“I’m scared…” she shakes the jitters out from beneath her skin.

“Just do it!”

“I’m doing it! I’m doing it!” she revs up.

“I’m doing this!!”

Then a series of splashes insue as she runs full throttle into the water, screaming out as she does — probably from excitement with the added bonus of the freezing lake.

Once she was in, the water calms around her with her elbows just above the cold blue water.

“Oh… it’s cold…” she shivers.

“I told you it would be.” I laugh.

“Come on. Your turn.”

“No, I’m good.”

“I did it! You can do it!”

“I know I can but I don’t want to.”

“Come on, it’s fun!”

“You don’t look like you are having fun…” I say, looking at her standing there with her arms wrapped around herself in the freezing water.

“It would be more fun if it wasn’t just me!”

“Not going to happen.”

“Fine… I will get out then…” She sighs, making her way back to the lake side.

Before she can walk about two feet, she hisses through her teeth and stops in pain.

“Ow, ow, ow!”

“What happened?!” I stand up, in a panic.

“I think I stepped on some glass… gosh, my foot!”

“Can you walk on it?!”

“I don’t know… it hurts.” She winces.

“Oww!”

I know that I have to go in there and help her out so I take off my shirt and then my pants and socks with my shoes.

Left only in my boxers, I rush in to help her out, careful to not step on any glass myself.

When I get to her, I offer her my arm and she winces when she takes a step, falling back into the water once again.

I rush to help her get up but before I make another move, I can hear her emerge from the water laughing.

“What is so funny?”

Then, she stands up, completely fine.

“Gullible… noted.” She laughs.

“Okay… not funny. I was trying to help you. I was worried you were hurt.”

“Ah, don’t be a poor sport! You are in the water now, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, and it’s freezing.”

“You are welcome.” She grins with an underlying smirk.

“Wow.” I grin.

“What?”

“You really just did that…”

Tbc