After a few moments of staring at the ceiling, neither of us dared to speak. I wasn’t forced to do it, and he didn’t compel me into it. I allowed it because I wanted it to happen. It’s simply that talking about it after it’s done is embarrassing.
“Dominic…” I bit my bottom lip after calling his name, and my cheeks felt hot when he stared at me. “Could you perhaps face the wall while I speak?” I inquired.
He responded with a query, “Why?”
“Hmmm, because looking at you right now is embarrassing.” He nodded as I acknowledged shyly.
He rolled over on my top and muttered, “How about this?” instead of doing what I told him.
I averted my gaze. It’s obscene and humiliating! “Will you please follow my instructions?”
“You’re a witty lady, Marian. There’s no need to be embarrassed because I’ve already seen everything, so what is it?” Dominic had enquired.
I said, “I’m not sure what to say anymore, and I just want to be alone for a minute.” What had happened earlier perplexed me, and my mind was in a state of disarray.
He rose and replied, “I understand.”
Dominic moved over from my body and got his clothes from the floor, so I covered myself with a blanket. I couldn’t look at him as he put on his clothes, so I turned away and stared at the plain wall instead.
I finally got out of bed when I heard the door close behind me. I sat down after getting dressed and stared at nothing. I recognized the gravity of what I’d done earlier, and it hit me like a ton of bricks.
What if I was to fall pregnant? I shook my head in disbelief, reminding myself that it had only occurred once and that I shouldn’t be too concerned about becoming pregnant with Dominic’s child. Before I went outside to return to my room, I took a big breath.
“What are you doing here, oh my goodness?” I was taken aback when I discovered him in my bed.
He said, “I’m concerned about you.” “I figured you’d need a little more time to collect your thoughts,” he continued.
“Take a deep breath, Dominic. He sneered at me as I joked, “I may be bruised and painful, but I will live.” I shrugged off his melancholy expression and ordered him to leave me alone.
“Doesn’t it make a difference to you?” He inquired.
“What do you mean?” I was perplexed by his question.
“Can you tell me about what happened earlier-?”
“Stop right there. I raced up to the bathroom because I didn’t want to hear what you were about to say, but I wondered how he was going to finish his sentence while inside. Was he going to say sorry? No way could I let him do it. I couldn’t let him taint what transpired between us since it was amazing and significant to me.
My preconceptions were incorrect since once he became personal with me, we were inseparable and lived together like star-crossed lovers. I didn’t want to go home because we were so kind to each other. Even if he was engaged to someone else, I wished to spend the rest of my life with him.
While we were drinking coffee on the terrace, he stated, “I still can’t believe you deceived me into believing you’re no longer a virgin.”
I just stared at him because he was saying it for the nth time, and I was about to roll my eyes at him if he didn’t stop. “Does it truly make a difference?” I inquired.
“No, really,” Dominic said, shrugging his shoulders, “but I’m just delighted to be the first man to adore you.”
“It’s because I didn’t believe in love and refused to be courted by any man,” I explained, and his jaw fell. Dominic had to think he was one of a kind when it came to me. He’s unique, to say the least! I smiled at Dom, grateful that I hadn’t given myself to anybody else before him.
Every day, he showed me a new aspect of himself, and I learned that he had a decent heart. I wanted to kill those women for hurting a wonderful guy after he told me about his tragic love experiences in the past! I now saw why he needed to shield his heart: he was trying to avoid another heartbreak. He was a baby who needed some loving, even though he was a guy who could handle anything.
He repeated it, “I just can’t believe it.”
I told him that he had already said the same thing over a hundred times.
“You deceived me!”
“Perhaps, but why are you staring at me like that?” Do you have a question for me?” Actually, I had made up my mind to tell him the truth about myself and was only waiting for the right opportunity.
“Perhaps later. “I’m hungry,” he said as he changed the subject.
“Ah, you’re hungry, but you just ate a big breakfast!” Is it necessary for me to tell you how much you ate for breakfast?”
Dominic leaned down close to my ear and spoke in hushed tones. “Yeah, but after breakfast, someone used off all of my energy.”
When he described what we did after breakfast, I felt the blood flow through my cheeks. “Stop!” I chastised him for his misbehavior.
“Are you going to starve your boyfriend?” Dominic smirked as he snatched a sliver of skin off my side.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Dom, when did you start courting me?” I made fun of him by challenging his claim that he was my boyfriend.
“Does it have to be this way? He reasoned, “We already did what lovers generally do.”
“Of course!” I emphasized that regardless of what we did in private, he should court me correctly.