Dawn POV
I woke up with a groan as a spreading headache infiltrated my head.
My head spins and rings so much that I’m afraid it’s gonna come off soon.
Sliding my eyes open, I quickly closed them again when the sun streaming in from the opened curtain almost blinded me.
And how come I woke up this late today?
A low gasp escaped my mouth. My face heated up, and my ears burned in embarrassment as memories of what happened yesterday came rushing into my brain.
I had s** with Ethan yesterday, not once and not even twice. He made me ride him yesterday and he won’t even pull out his dick whenever he’s about to cum.
Damn him! He said he’s never going to release inside me, but every time he is in, he never pulls out until he releases every one of his goddamned sees inside me.
Hey! What if I got pregnant?
Ugh! I slapped my head softly, mentally cursing myself for imagining such stupid things.
Pregnant? For Ethan? Of course not! I’d rather die than get pregnant for him.
Isn’t he a Playboy? No way on Earth he’s ever gonna get himself committed to a girl.
Perhaps, he’s going to get me the contraceptive pills.
With my eyes still closed, I turned to the other side and searched the bed with my hand. But what was I thinking? That he’d stay here with me until I wake up?
I let out a dejected sigh, moving my hand away from the cold bed and I slid my eyes open.
The room was a bit blurry but after blinking for some time, everything became clearer.
Sitting bolted right on the bed, I gritted my teeth as the pain surged through my body.
Huh! I’m still hurting… Perhaps, it’s because it’s my first time.
Slowly, I slid off the bed and made my way into the bathroom to have a cool warm bath.
After a while, I came out of the bathroom, wrapped in the blue towel I found in the bathroom.
Ethan is still not back in the room.
Oh, of course, he definitely won’t care about me, would he?
Or maybe, he’s gone to work.
Oh yeah! Work! My eyes cocked together and I softly palmed my face.
Am I going to miss work today and stay home all alone?
Earth to Ethan who left me alone to go work all by himself.
I quickly dressed up. Wearing an overall t-shirt over a mid-thigh short. I packed up my hair in a messy burn and applied a little gloss over my lips to moisten it.
“All done!” I mumbled, checking myself out in the mirror.
I don’t know, but I feel empty and lightheaded this morning. It feels as though I have nothing to worry about but think about the night I spent with Ethan.
“Stop thinking about that, Dawn,” I mumbled shyly.
Hey! I can’t believe I’m so shy to even look at myself in the mirror and see those pink blotches on my cheeks.
But no matter how hard I tried to push the thought to the back of my mind, Ethan’s finger, his hand, and how his rough pad glided over my naked body kept finding their way up to my head.
I do… Very well, I definitely love how he made me feel yesterday.
“Now shut up, Dawn.”
I mentally grinned.
Hey! That’s me. It’s me.
Taking a last glance at myself in the mirror, I made my way downstairs and headed to the kitchen.
Ethan was standing behind the banner. And hey! Is that an apron on his neck?
“Oh no,”
Whirling around, my eyes landed on a bulky strange man in a button-down white shirt over blue pants.
“I should have known since I started perceiving this aroma that Ethan is the one cooking.” He dramatically sniffed the air, his nose flared up as he made his way fully into the house. “And I haven’t eaten anything this morning. I am fortunate.”
“No, you’re rather unfortunate,” Ethan mumbled. He did not turn back, but I guess he knows this strange man even by his deep-throated voice. “I’m making this for someone special.”
“Someone special?” The strange man chuckled. “I did not see anyone…” He swallowed the rest of his word when his eyes landed on me, his brows raised, and his lips curved into a circle.
He’s surprised, right? But wait, by someone special… Did Ethan perhaps mean me?
My heart raced in my chest, thumping so hard I’m afraid everyone in the room is gonna hear.
“I didn’t know you had a guest.” He muttered, slowly lifting his gaze away from me.
“Not a guest,” Ethan hissed. “She is my…”
As soon as Ethan whirled around, his gaze settled on me, stopping him from completing his statement.
His what? Now I can’t help but be curious about what he’s about to say.
“You’re here,” Ethan muttered. “For how long.”
“Not long ago.” I shrugged. “You look good on that though.” I nudged my head at the apron.
Ethan chuckled. He removed the apron and walked up to me. He leaned forward such that his lips slightly grazed my ear. “But I look good without any clothes on, don’t I?”
Pervert! Pushing him away, I took a step back. My face heated up and blood gushed through my ear.
It’s still morning, isn’t it too early to be flirting around?
“C’mon,” Ethan chuckled. He grabbed my hand and walked me to the dining.
He pulled out a chair for me before he sat me on it.
And now he’s acting all corny again, making my heart go haywire with a loud thud.
Look at the big muscles and biceps that flexed every time he moves his hand.
My eyes bulged, my mouth watered. Okay, it’s taking every ounce of my will to stop myself from touching that muscle.
“I woke up early to cook for you,” Ethan grinned, his eyes glinting with delight.
And look at me thinking he left to work after wearing me out yesterday.
“You did?”
“Hmm…” He smiled.
“I wonder how that’s gonna taste.”
Ethan tilted his head forward, his lips grazing my ear again making me shudder.
That feeling! Those lips! And those teeth that just bit on my lips made me wet my pants.
Of course, I’m imagining those teeth nibbling on my perky nipples again.
I love how it felt yesterday and how he sucked on them yesterday like a baby sucking his sweet candy.
“Imagine how it feels having me inside you yesterday,” Ethan whispered. His hot breath fanned my neck. “That’s how my food is gonna taste.”
Pervert!
I grabbed the hem of my shirt, biting my lower lip.
Goddamned him! Did he just bring that up not knowing how much it’s affecting me?
“Do not worry,” he chuckled. “I know how to do a lot of things outside the bedroom too.”
Ethan placed a brief kiss on my lips and winked at me before he walked away.
Alright! What just happened? He said all that and kissed me, right before his strange friend?
I rapidly blinked, slowly touching my lips. My lips broke into a smile as his words replayed in my head again.
Surprisingly, I’m beginning to like him talking dirty.
Hey! It makes them look hotter and sexy and it gives him that bad boy vibe.
“You must be one lucky girl.”
Flying my head up, my gaze settled on Ethan’s strange friend.
That’s right! He’s still here.
“This explains why Ethan now always turns down my offer to go clubbing.”
“Huh…?” I stuttered out.
“I wonder what your relationship is…”
Our relationship? Right! Does that mean there’s something between us? Did Ethan’s heart always thump whenever he’s near me? Did he also think of me as I do too?
And what could that probably mean though?
“And I wonder why you’re here too, Andre.”
Ethan appeared with the food and settled it on the table before he settled down too.
“Well, I am Andre. Ethan’s…”
“An asshole who happens to be my friend.” Ethan cut in.
“Asshole?” Andre scoffed, flashing Ethan one playful glare.
“Hmm..” he nodded with a smile. “By the way, why are you here?” He put the meat on the grilling stove.
“Am I not supposed to be here?” Andre retorted.
“Even when you’re not welcome?” Said Ethan with a scowled.
Flipping the meat over, Andre took a piece and wrapped it with the lettuce before he shoved it into his mouth. “I wonder when I need to be welcomed to come here.” He rolled his eyes.
“And you didn’t tell me your name, pretty damsel.”
Ethan grabbed my hand, flashing his friend a glare.
“You don’t need to know.” He hissed before I could even get to answer him.
And this is him acting like a possessive boyfriend again.
Just my name?
“Hey! I mean no harm, buddy.” Andre chuckled. His eyes moved quickly from our interlocked hand to Ethan’s face.
Yeah! I feel uncomfortable with him holding my hand.
Anybody who sees this might think we’re lovers or something.
“I’ll let it go through,” Andre mouthed. He stuffed his mouth with the meat and ate a spoonful of rice. “It can’t be what I am thinking anyway, can it?” His eyes met mine and I moved uncomfortably on my seat.
What is he thinking?
“Now tell me why you’re here or I’ll chase you out,” Ethan grunted.
“Tch!” Andre clicked his tongue. “That’s how you treat someone who just arrived from a two days trip.”
“Like I care.” Ethan huffed.
“I know.” Andre rolled his eyes again.
Look at them acting all giddy and cute.
“The Miller is meeting with Nicole’s supposed fiancee’s parents.” He said. “And I guess you don’t have to worry about grandpa setting you up on another blind date,” he looked at me, his gaze lasting for a fraction of seconds before he lifted it away. “She can always be….”
Cutting him off, Ethan shoved a hot piece of meat into his mouth.
“Shut up and eat,” he glared. “I’m trying to have a proper breakfast with her here.”
Ethan held my hand tighter, as though he was afraid to let go. His finger glided over my hand making goosebumps crawl over my skin.
“Eat…” He whispered. “Don’t mind this asshole, alright.”
“It’s fine.” I smiled.
Ethan returned my smile, smiling widely and showing his adorable cute dimples.
I gasped, my heart stopped beating at the sight of this man smiling before me.
Kill me! What the hell is this feeling?