The Arranged Bride

Sophia's POV

"Sophia, I don't think this is right."

"Char, not again. " I whined. Since the time I told her that I was moving back, she was trying to convince me otherwise. She dislikes Nick a lot since the first time I told her what he had done and his recent outburst had fetched him a higher position in her bad book. Ryan too isn't fond of him but doesn't express it too much.

"I am not sure about it." Char folded her arms across her chest. She was looking genuinely upset.

"But I am. I told you why he behaved like that at the hospital. He wasn't thinking. Besides, I hurt him as well. "I tried reasoning. Whenever I remember, what I had told him, I can't help but feel guilty. "But what about the things he did before?"

"Char, seriously? That was in the past. I told you, he had his reasons and he had apologized for that. "I had given her a brief about Clara and Nick's past.

"I don't know, he always finds a reason to hurt you." She threw her hands up in the air in exasperation. I rarely see her serious side which didn't sit well with me. I knew she was extremely concerned about me. I sighed and walked up to her.

"His intentions are not bad. Don't worry your small head too much." I joked, earning a slap on my arm. I hugged her and we remained like that for a few minutes.

"Soph, Nick is here." Ryan called out. From his tone, it was clear that he wasn't ecstatic to meet Nick.

"Yeah, coming." I replied. I took the small bag with the essentials that I had brought along. I came out to see Nick standing in front of his car.

"Take care and if he misbehaves, just give me a call. I will gladly kick his ass." Char said while glaring at Nick. I chuckled at how uncomfortable Nick looked.

"Sure babe." I hugged Ryan and he kissed me on the cheek. As I went upto Nick, he looked tense. He opened the door for me and after I settled down, he got into the driver's seat. "Are you fine ?" I asked as he started driving.

"Now that you're here with me, I am fine." He smiled giving me a cheesy smile.

Cheesy much? Tell me, what's the matter?" I waited for him to answer. When he understood that there was no way that he could avoid it, he released a deep sigh. "Fine, I-I didn't like it." He said.

"What? What did you not like?" I was confused. He looked at me for a brief second and then looked in front.

"Ryan, he .. he kissed you." He said and pouted like a kid. Really, it was a peck. He looked too cute when he was jealous.I thought of playing with him a little. "Oh, but I like it, a lot." I said twirling my hair. But just as those words left my mouth, the car came to a sudden halt.

"What!?" Nick exclaimed.

"Nick, what the hell? Drive. We are in the middle of the road." As if my yelling knocked some sense into him, he blinked a few times and resumed driving. "You like him kissing you?" He gritted through his teeth. He was gripping the steering tightly.

"No." I quickly blurted. Any mischievous idea of teasing him had long left my mind. I didn't want him to get us into some accident. But he still didn't look convinced. "Nick, don't act childish. It was just a peck on the cheek. " He still ignored it and didn't say anything more throughout the drive.

As he parked the car, I got out of the car.

I started making my way towards the bedroom.

Hardly did I enter our room when I was pushed to the wall on my back. Without warning, Nick's lips slammed on mine and engaged them in a deep, passionate kiss. It felt like he was starved for days and finally got to taste it. I tried matching his fervour. His hand roamed on my body and went up in my shirt, drawing patterns on my back.

After what seemed like hours, we broke the kiss. Both of us were panting hard. Nick cupped my cheek and looked into my eyes.

"I missed you." He breathed out. His eyes reflected how genuine his words were. I missed him as well. Only one day I was away from him and I was so restless. I liked being back with him in our room. I didn't know if it was bad that I was that addicted to him in such a sort span.

I pecked his nose and spoke.

"I missed you too."

"Ethan, just one last time." I brought up the spoon filled with soup to his mouth. After a lot of whining, I was able to feed him the whole bowl of chicken soup.

"Good boy." I kissed his cheek.

I went out to wash my hands.

"Amy, please go and be with Ethan. See if he needs anything and please don't let him move too much." I told his nanny.

"Sure."

It had been a week since I had moved back. Ethan was recovering at a good rate. So the doctor had allowed us to take him back home a few days before the estimated date.

I had to go to my job the previous days and I had applied for leave which was granted. Nick was staying at home to take care of Ethan although I was there. He said that he wanted to help me with Ethan.

It was today that I heard him speaking on the phone that he won't be able to come. From what I could make out of the conversation was that he was supposed to meet an important client today. He was being paranoid. So I had to literally force him out of the house but that didn't stop him. He was literally calling every ten minutes to ask about Ethan.

As I just picked up my phone, it started ringing again.

"Oh God Nick! Ethan is fine. "I spoke annoyed.

Sorry baby, I was just worried." Baby !? When did he start calling me baby? But I can't say I didn't like it. I was feeling like a giddy teenager.

"I understand but just try and relax. "I acted as if I hadn't heard the nickname, he just gave me.

We spoke for a few more minutes before hanging up. I sighed and sat down on the sofa.

Ethan was back home. Nick and I were good. Everything was back on track. I just hope that it stays this way. I hope.