Dressed in baggy gray sweater and some shorts, she was waiting patiently for the call of a certain someone. Her phone was placed before her, her eyes fixated on the black screen, waiting for it to light up. She looked at the time again to make sure she wasn't way too eager for his call or it was him who being late. His jet would have landed half an hour ago and he still hadn't called her yet.
She was still having that weird feeling nagging her heart when she saw the jet taking off the runway. She continued to munch on her pizza slice her with her eyes set on the black screen of her phone.
She could feel her eyes getting heavier with each passing second as the lack of sleep took its toll on her body. She tried to stifle a yawn which was threatening to escape her swollen lips, but failed at doing so. Her eyelids dropped down on their body as her body couldn't take it anymore.
A ringing sound made its way into her ears, waking her up from her deep slumber. She found herself curled up in a ball in the center of the king sized bed, a woolen comforter was covering her bare legs. Her eyes trailed towards the tray of food having what was left of her pizza. 'Looks like I feel asleep while eating.' She thought to herself.
The phone continued to ring, reminding her of the call that she was so badly waiting for. "Adam." She muttered under her breath as she sat up straight with a jerk and crawled towards her phone on her knees and hands.
Looking at the lightened up screen, she smiled as her eyes landed on the letters appearing on her phone's blinking screen. 'Hubby'
Picking up the call she smiled and spoke into the phone's speaker. "What took you so long?" She questioned him right away, not bothering with the greetings.
"I am sorry for worrying you. We had some problems while checking out our luggage. You know that they don't usually allow guns, so I had to make some calls. It took longer than I expected." He apologized to her immediately for worrying her.
"Is everything sorted out?" Stella asked him, her voice turning soft as she furrowed her brows.
"Yeah! Are you doubting your husband's ability?" Even though she couldn't see his face, she could tell that he must be having a smirk embracing his thin lips while saying that.
She chuckled lightly into the speaker. "Never." She muttered a single word as she laid down on the satin sheets, burying her face in his pillow.
"Are your legs properly covered?" His question made its way into her ear. Knowing her, she was most probably wearing a woolen shirt but with a pair of shorts even in this cold weather.
Stella shifted her gaze towards the hand knitted, woolen comforter which was barely covering her toned yet dainty legs. She fixed it, making sure that her legs were properly covered by it. "Yeah, I have one of those fancy comforters you bought for me draped over my legs."
"You just fixed it." She could imagine him shaking as head in helplessness as he uttered those words.
Adam had brought a couple of hand knitted woolen comforters for her a few days back as the weather was turning cold. He had an idea about how careless she was about herself. Stella called them fancy because not only they would cost a normal person a huge fortune, but they were as light as a thin paper. She had wore dresses heavier than that.
"You are some hundred kilometers away from me, but you still know what I was doing." She narrowed her eyes.
"Aren't I a good boyfriend?" He boasted himself to which Stella agreed right away, giving his ego another boast. "Yes, yes. You are."
"Are you still at the airport?" She questioned him out of nowhere as her eyes landed on the analog wall clock. Looking at the time, she realized that his plane must have landed an hour ago.
"Well, right now I am on my way to the hotel." He replied to her.
"Oh!" Came her short reply.
"You should go back to sleep now." Adam added when he heard a yawn coming from the other end of his phone.
"No, I am fine." Stella refused to listen to him.
"Stella, do as I say." Adam frowned at her reply before trying to coax her. "What about this? I will keep the call connected, and you can sleep." He tried to make a deal with her, and knowing his little elf, she would easily agree to this.
Stella pondered over it for a minute before giving into his demands. "Alright."
"Now put the phone down next to you, but at some distance." He instructed her and could hear her shuffle slightly to put it down.
Turning on the loudspeaker of her phone, She replied to him. "It's done."
"Now close your eyes, and sleep." Adam softened his voice further. He heard a soft hum in response before the other side went completely went quite.
He put down his phone inside his pocket after putting the call on mute, he didn't want the voices from his side to disturb her sleep.
"Can you drive a bit faster?" He asked the driver as he gazed out of the tinted windows of the car, lost in his own world. 'Stay safe my baby girl.' He thought to himself as her smiling face popped up in his mind. He had a hunch that his stay here would end up being extended. He was hoping for himself to be wrong this time.
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Walking out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he changed into some fresh clothes. He was still drying his hair using a small towel when he heard some shuffling coming from his phone which was resting on the bedside table. He walked up to it, taking long strides and picked it up.
"Adam?" A faint voice made its way through his phone's speaker, immediately bringing a smile on his face. He unmuted the call and hummed in response.
"You are still there?" She questioned him, but came out more like a statement
"Of course, I am. Didn't I say I will keep the call connected?" He could imagine a smile blooming over her small face after hearing his reply. The mere thought of it, made his smile wider.
"What are you doing?" Her voice brought him back to the present.
"Just took a bath and ordered some food for myself. What are you going to have for food?" He replied and questioned her at the same time.
"I just buzzed Uncle Rob, let's see what he will bring over for me." Stella replied to him. "Hey, hey. I have an idea." Her excited voice came through his phone.
"What?" He asked her skeptically. After what happened last night, he was beginning to be afraid of her ideas.
"Turn on your camera, we can FaceTime each other while having our lunch." She suggested to which he agreed right away. "Alright."
He had a single thought running in his mind when he heard her suggestion. 'What could go wrong in facetiming while having their food? Right?'
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