132 Reverse Psychology

Rita was already awake but did not dare to make a single move.

'Shit, I made a mess. I'm so stupid to take those cocktail drinks.' she thought regrettably.

Last night, she did not know why but she unconsciously picked-up the cocktail drinks from every waiter that passed by her as she watched Dean who was so busy smiling widely to Denise as they dance gracefully at the party.

The two looked together. Anyone would think that they made a good pair.

The worst part was not only at Denise but Dean kept on smiling to every woman whom he got to dance with during the swapping of partners' time.

Without noticing it, she had picked up every drink near her because of the irritation and annoyance she felt that she forgot her promise that she will no longer drink any kinds of alcohol because she knew that she would lose herself. She will be out of hand whenever she's drunk and definitely act crazy and aggressively.

She bit her lip and creased her forehead. Dean's arm was tightly wrapped on her bare waist. There's no way she could escape it without waking him up.

'Damn… I'm so doomed. This is so shameful…'

Rita cursed silently as all that happened last night replayed in her head little by little. She was so embarrassed.

Her face reddened and all she could think was she wished to be eaten up wholly by the ground because her shame to face Dean that time.

Her heart skip a beat when she felt Dean moved. He was hugging her firmly from her back.

She felt nervous as she closed her eyes hastily. 'Oh crap what should I do?' she was panicking at that moment. Her mind was so busy on thinking hard how she could still face Dean with her pride left intact.

'What should I say? Should I just pretend to be asleep and wait for him to go out? Or pretend like I don't remember what happened and do the reverse psychology attack like acting angry at him.' she mused.

Then she felt suddenly grateful that Arya arrived in time to her rescue since she was the one in charge for their meals today.

She felt relieved… and decided to pretend asleep and wait for Dean to leave the room. She was sure that Dean would not dare to wake her up since she was not in charge for breakfast and they slept late because of their lovemaking last night.

'Oh crap was it lovemaking or sex?' she felt confuse because she was aware that there's a big difference with those two words.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt Dean's lips on her bare skin. He was dropping little kisses on her bare back while it moved upward to her arm and shoulder. It was not a simple kiss as she felt the tip of his tongue teasing her skin.

She suddenly felt the shivers on her spine and all over her body.

'The heck… What is he doing? Is he trying to kill me of embarrassment on the spot? Oh my God but it felt so good…' she suppressed herself to make a sound but rather locked her eyes hard.

Dean's lips traced her collarbone and now sucking and licking as he left his mark on her. Then his lips reached her neck.

She heard him whispered on her ear, "Wifey,I know you're awake already. Don't shut your eyes too hard like that; it's not good, wrinkling your forehead like that. You'll have a headache if you continue…"

Rita opened her eyes as she looked totally dumfounded. She felt like she was trapped at that moment.

Dean smiled at her lovingly. It's a wide smile and he looked very charming and handsome.

She creased her forehead when she realized what just she thought and she blushed unconsciously.

Dean winked at her and gave her a peck on her lips, "Morning my beautiful wifey…"

Rita froze her heart beat raced like a drum beating on a fast music.

'What is wrong with me?' she thought in panic as it seemed like she cut of her tongue as she was so speechless and wasn't able to say a word.

She unwittingly pulled the sheet to cover her whole face to hide her deep red turned face because of embarrassment.

She heard Dean's loud laughter. She took off the sheet on her face and looked at him angrily.

"What's funny?" she annoyingly hissed at him.

"It's because I find it so cute… you acting shy like that. You're so alluring. It also means that you remember everything that you did last night so I'm so happy." Dean said with a triumphant grin.

Rita did not know how to react. This was the first time she felt weak in front on him.

She felt Dean's hand moved. Rita's eyes widened and she stiffened when Dean's hand cupped one of her breast out of nowhere.

"What the heck are you doing?" she yelled as she stared at Dean with her murderous eyes.