Oh My God! Could it go any more embarrassing than this situation I have tangled me into?
Watching Ethan smirk in front of me was making me go red with embarrassment.
"I don't recall giving you my handkerchief?"
Of course you never 'gave' it to me.
All right, I could take this situation in two ways from now.
First, feign ignorance and second come clean. Since the former sounded way overrated, even in my head, I thought why not go for the second one?
"You never gave it to me."
"Then how did you get it?" Ethan asked dangling the hanky in front of us. He was smirking like a predator who has just got a whiff of its prey.
"Remember our first meet at the mall?" I asked.
"Of course I do."
"You left it there by my side when you went away," I said lowering my voice in the last part.
He took a step towards me and took my hand in his.
"You have it with you since then?"
Not knowing how to answ
"You want me to take you to my bedroom?" I asked Ethan, unbelievably."Yes." His answer was short and to the point."In your dreams Maxwell." I rolled my eyes and went ahead to the stairs."Oh common Carter, I am sure I have visited you in your dreams right in your bedroom, don't you want me to make your dreams come true?" Ethan asked, raising a brow. Yes, he could actually raise a brow, and somehow that made him appear more attractive.Why does his smile always make me so weak?"I have many other things to dream about, Ethan. Besides, I don't dream about boring stuff." I teased."Open the door and I will show you how 'interesting' your dreams can become." The smile that Ethan was giving me before had now turned into something darker, just like his eyes.It was evident that Ethan was not at all joking.I don't know what possessed me, but feeling a rush of adrenaline, I decided to invite him to my bedroom.I flicked on the light switch and opened the window
Every time he touched me, my body never failed to feel the spark. I closed my eyes and let that thrilling spark run down my body along with excitement and anticipation.I let myself drown in that kiss.Drown with him."Go on a date with me tonight," Ethan uttered breaking the kiss.Though I felt frightened at first, there was still a pinch of excitement that made its way into my heart, just by thinking about going on a date with him."But I am helping Gran at the restaurant tonight." I didn't want to appear too eager in front of him about the date.I didn't know how I managed to keep my calm from outside, cause inside I was practically screaming with excitement and anticipation."Then we will help Gran together." Ethan smiled.I liked how he decided to help Gran along with me instead of asking me to skip the restaurant tonight."Do you even know how to help?" I asked raising a brow."Is this some sort of job interview?" Ethan mimicked me by raising his brow."What if it is?""Then I w
Ethan: I will see you at seven, till then you can watch my pictures.Me: I am not 'watching' your pictures.Ethan: I know you do cause you are missing meMe: I am not MISSING you.Ethan: sure! Whatever makes you feel better.I could feel him rolling his eyes while typing the last text.It was almost 5 and I was doing the same thing as 70% of ladies all over the world do before their date. Wasting time on deciding what to wear.Damn. Is this how girls feel almost every week. Thank God I am not one of them. Wait a minute, now I am. I felt like having a mental breakdown. I had several casual pieces in my mind but when the time came to try it on in front of the mirror I was good on my own but beside Ethan, I would look like I came to park his car. Nope, this won't do. Time to switch to semi-formal.I took out my black jeans, and a cream coloured silk blouse with a boat neck that goes perfectly well with the same coloured high heels. Lastly a scarf and Overcoat. Perfect.A light rosy make-
The feel of Ethan's hot breath and the taste of his lips were like nirvana unlocked. Even though I didn't hear him utter the words to state that he liked me as well, his actions did.His ferocious way of kissing and claiming me was enough for me to understand that he feels the same way about me as well.We took a pause from our french kiss session to fill some air into our lungs.With a sudden jolt Ethan lifted me from the cold surface of the bench and made me sit on his lap. I squealed at the sudden movement while he smirked unapologetically. His eyes were reflecting warmth while his lips were smiling with a sense of mischief. Took me a few seconds but it was then When I finally understood what his intentions were.Ethan's hand gently cradled my body, while I hooked my fingers around his neck, and gently planted a soft kiss on his cheek. My heart was beating like crazy throughout the intimate moment that we shared.Ethan's fingers skimmed across the lapels of my coat and he swiftly
Gran invited him inside but he politely denied this time and took Gran's permission to pick me up next morning.Gran being gran didn't took no for an answer and not only she invited him inside but also made him eat a large slice of apple pie which she freshly made.Ethan bid his good-bye to both of us with a sugar filled stomach and infectious happy smile.Gran asked me about my date and of course I had to spill the bean or else she won't let me go.Finally after midnight I retired to bed but not before receiving a text from Ethan."Reached home, can't wait to see you tomorrow Carter. Good night.P.s. I know you will be dreaming about me."It was a typical Ethan kind of a text."I won't be dreaming about you." I texted back with an eye roll emoji."You need to learn how to lie, Carter.""You leave me alone.""Don't plan to. P.s. Don't go for acting, you already know why." Ethan was again referring me as a bad liar and I guess I really was a bad liar.That night I went into sleep with
Disclaimer:This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.All rights are reserved.No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without prior permission of the copyright owner.----Beautiful pearls of rain were down pouring everywhere. I have always enjoyed and cherished the earthy smell of rain. The soothing comfort that used to calm my soul before, was now making me feel pain and restless as the grey clouds stretched over the rainy sky.I wish I had bought my favourite red umbrella. It was my favourite because it was a gift from my grandmother on my twelfth birthday.
There are two things you should know about me. At eighteen, I was still a virgin and second, well you are about to know it soon.“I HATE SHOPPING”. I shouted at the top of my lungs with annoyance.There, now you know the second thing about me too.Yes, I know it’s a very simple and last sentence in the world whom almost every girl of my age that I know never thinks of saying.Guess I was built differently.Now it’s not like I always dreaded shopping. I won’t be wrong if I would say that I can shop online for life.For me, online shopping is a blessing in disguise. If you tell me to shop for books, I would give you my heart right at that moment.In case you haven't already guessed, let me disclose ladies and gentlemen, I Skylar Carter love books more than people. In short, I am a nerd, and a proud one too, thank you very much.My friends always wondered why I hated it so much? Well here’s the brief version.Calculating my monthly budget every time I select
I washed myself up, fixed my mid-waist reaching wavy blonde hair into a ponytail, applied some lipgloss and made my way downstairs to the drawing-room.Gran was in the kitchen, baking my favourite lemon tarts.I shoved one into the mouth and Jesus! If this is not heaven then I don't know what is.Grandmother always loved cooking, she followed her passion and now proudly owns a restaurant here in Boston.Even though it's small and cosy, it's still got its warmth of delicious delicacies that makes people feel like eating at home.I have always felt immensely proud and pleased in helping Grandma out with managing the restaurant.With a short staff and me going to school, sometimes I worry how would Gran manage to do it all.Even though she always reassures me, I still sometimes get worried about her.I saw Chris sitting on the couch, casually one arm slinging over and legs crossed. His gaze was solely fixed on some documentary about aquatic animals that were goi
Gran invited him inside but he politely denied this time and took Gran's permission to pick me up next morning.Gran being gran didn't took no for an answer and not only she invited him inside but also made him eat a large slice of apple pie which she freshly made.Ethan bid his good-bye to both of us with a sugar filled stomach and infectious happy smile.Gran asked me about my date and of course I had to spill the bean or else she won't let me go.Finally after midnight I retired to bed but not before receiving a text from Ethan."Reached home, can't wait to see you tomorrow Carter. Good night.P.s. I know you will be dreaming about me."It was a typical Ethan kind of a text."I won't be dreaming about you." I texted back with an eye roll emoji."You need to learn how to lie, Carter.""You leave me alone.""Don't plan to. P.s. Don't go for acting, you already know why." Ethan was again referring me as a bad liar and I guess I really was a bad liar.That night I went into sleep with
The feel of Ethan's hot breath and the taste of his lips were like nirvana unlocked. Even though I didn't hear him utter the words to state that he liked me as well, his actions did.His ferocious way of kissing and claiming me was enough for me to understand that he feels the same way about me as well.We took a pause from our french kiss session to fill some air into our lungs.With a sudden jolt Ethan lifted me from the cold surface of the bench and made me sit on his lap. I squealed at the sudden movement while he smirked unapologetically. His eyes were reflecting warmth while his lips were smiling with a sense of mischief. Took me a few seconds but it was then When I finally understood what his intentions were.Ethan's hand gently cradled my body, while I hooked my fingers around his neck, and gently planted a soft kiss on his cheek. My heart was beating like crazy throughout the intimate moment that we shared.Ethan's fingers skimmed across the lapels of my coat and he swiftly
Ethan: I will see you at seven, till then you can watch my pictures.Me: I am not 'watching' your pictures.Ethan: I know you do cause you are missing meMe: I am not MISSING you.Ethan: sure! Whatever makes you feel better.I could feel him rolling his eyes while typing the last text.It was almost 5 and I was doing the same thing as 70% of ladies all over the world do before their date. Wasting time on deciding what to wear.Damn. Is this how girls feel almost every week. Thank God I am not one of them. Wait a minute, now I am. I felt like having a mental breakdown. I had several casual pieces in my mind but when the time came to try it on in front of the mirror I was good on my own but beside Ethan, I would look like I came to park his car. Nope, this won't do. Time to switch to semi-formal.I took out my black jeans, and a cream coloured silk blouse with a boat neck that goes perfectly well with the same coloured high heels. Lastly a scarf and Overcoat. Perfect.A light rosy make-
Every time he touched me, my body never failed to feel the spark. I closed my eyes and let that thrilling spark run down my body along with excitement and anticipation.I let myself drown in that kiss.Drown with him."Go on a date with me tonight," Ethan uttered breaking the kiss.Though I felt frightened at first, there was still a pinch of excitement that made its way into my heart, just by thinking about going on a date with him."But I am helping Gran at the restaurant tonight." I didn't want to appear too eager in front of him about the date.I didn't know how I managed to keep my calm from outside, cause inside I was practically screaming with excitement and anticipation."Then we will help Gran together." Ethan smiled.I liked how he decided to help Gran along with me instead of asking me to skip the restaurant tonight."Do you even know how to help?" I asked raising a brow."Is this some sort of job interview?" Ethan mimicked me by raising his brow."What if it is?""Then I w
"You want me to take you to my bedroom?" I asked Ethan, unbelievably."Yes." His answer was short and to the point."In your dreams Maxwell." I rolled my eyes and went ahead to the stairs."Oh common Carter, I am sure I have visited you in your dreams right in your bedroom, don't you want me to make your dreams come true?" Ethan asked, raising a brow. Yes, he could actually raise a brow, and somehow that made him appear more attractive.Why does his smile always make me so weak?"I have many other things to dream about, Ethan. Besides, I don't dream about boring stuff." I teased."Open the door and I will show you how 'interesting' your dreams can become." The smile that Ethan was giving me before had now turned into something darker, just like his eyes.It was evident that Ethan was not at all joking.I don't know what possessed me, but feeling a rush of adrenaline, I decided to invite him to my bedroom.I flicked on the light switch and opened the window
Oh My God! Could it go any more embarrassing than this situation I have tangled me into? Watching Ethan smirk in front of me was making me go red with embarrassment. "I don't recall giving you my handkerchief?" Of course you never 'gave' it to me. All right, I could take this situation in two ways from now. First, feign ignorance and second come clean. Since the former sounded way overrated, even in my head, I thought why not go for the second one? "You never gave it to me." "Then how did you get it?" Ethan asked dangling the hanky in front of us. He was smirking like a predator who has just got a whiff of its prey. "Remember our first meet at the mall?" I asked. "Of course I do." "You left it there by my side when you went away," I said lowering my voice in the last part. He took a step towards me and took my hand in his. "You have it with you since then?" Not knowing how to answ
"Skylar who's there at the door?" I heard Gran question from the kitchen. Good question Gran but how do I answer that question? I saw Ethan smiling at my state of trouble. "Why are you here?" I asked. "Ouch!" Ethan feigns hurt by placing his hand on his chest, just over his heart. I rolled my eyes at his overacting but also a smile was breaking its way out on my face. "I am here to give you something." "Give me what?" "Skylar, why are you not answering my question?" Gran asked again. Jeez! Gran, why so impatient? "It's a friend, Gran," I answered from the door watching Ethan's smile slowly turning into a scowl. That scowl even made him look like an absolute hottie. "Invite your friend for breakfast Sky." What! Gran you can't honestly ask me to do that! What happened to put the distance between us? I spent last night with his thoughts through and through only to find him st
Gran and I chatted for a bit longer than usual. After having my late-night dinner I decided to wash the dishes before going to bed. I went to the washroom and was stunned after gazing at my reflection. My lips were a little swollen. My eyes were shining with an irrevocable brightness that I have never felt before. My heart picked up its erratic pace every time I thought about the kisses that we shared. "Get a grip, Skylar!" I whispered to no one. I shook my head and patted my cheeks a bit to compose myself and my tangled thoughts. After removing the make up I washed my face with cold water from the sink. I changed into my comfortable clothes and plopped on the bed. Tonight felt like one of the longest nights of my life. I was never the kind of girl who gets hung up just because of a kiss. Guess you can't escape from the teenage phase out of your life. Gran was so elated! Earlier she used to nag me to get a boyfriend and now. Wh
I was utterly stunned by what just happened. Before I could contemplate, Ethan kissed me again with the same passion. "Just like I imagined," Ethan muttered. Before I could reply, he went to his car. I did not miss the flash of his victorious smile at my shocked expression. Ethan drove away into the thin air, leaving me stunned and confused. HE KISSED ME TWICE TONIGHT. The goosebumps on my arm and absolute shocked expression were enough evidence to prove that I was not hallucinating. I lifted my fingers and brushed them lightly across my lips. The essence of his lingering kiss was still there. I could still taste his clean minty breath on my lips. This was real. His kiss was real. Ethan Maxwell was real. Oh my God! I just kissed the hottest boy I ever met in my entire existence. My perception of him being an arrogant jerk, felt so petty. He drove me to my home. Made sure I feel saf