Amelia opened the door to the room and shouted that everything was perfect already. I laughed and hugged my friend Isabela again.I got up and went to the kitchen to look at the people there. Ethan was looking at me with a smile and an expression of "I'm proud of you," as if he were my father and I had just won a trophy in some competition.I approached the bar where everyone was gathered, and Isabela arrived a few seconds later. We stared at each other, and in a moment when everyone was silent, my stomach growled in the worst way possible, so loud that everyone turned to look at me.I felt myself melting with embarrassment, my cheeks turned warm, and I wanted to hide in my arms.With so many emotions in one day, I had completely forgotten that I needed to eat, and boy, I was hungry at that moment."What? I haven't eaten anything all day," I pouted, and everyone started laughing.They all smiled and turned their gaze to Ethan."All right, buddy, it's your turn," Isabela spoke as cheer
I went straight to the stairs and practically ran down to put an end to that nonsense with the TV series and Amelia, and get back to what I was doing.I descended to the ground floor, where all the furniture was already in place, everything neat as if nothing had ever happened in that place. The TV was on a channel playing Amelia's beloved series.She was quite obsessed with that series; no one could say anything bad about it. For her, it was the most perfect thing Hollywood had ever produced.I headed down the small hallway to Amelia's room and found Ivan and Isabela leaning against the door, looking tired. Who knows how long they had been pleading with Miss Pride.When they saw me, they smiled with hope reflected in their eyes. I laughed at their expressions and approached the door, knocking several times."Amy? It's me, Minerva. Could you please open the door?" My voice sounded like a mother pleading with her daughter to open the door.There was no response.I knocked again, a bit
When you're in a pool and the water becomes more like room temperature, where you don't feel it as either cold or hot, it means you've been in there for a long time, right?Well, that's what was happening to me at this very moment.Ethan and I had been in the water for a while, kissing, playing with the water, swimming all around the pool, he tickled me, I tried to escape from him...Honestly, it was a perfect evening; I loved being there with him. You might wonder, what happened to the fact that we were almost naked? Well, yes, we were both in our underwear, and I honestly didn't feel uncomfortable. It was like I was in a swimsuit, even though this clothing was made of different material.Every time Ethan got closer and kissed me, of course, I reciprocated, but I couldn't go further. Why? Perhaps fear, anxiety, embarrassment...Many emotions overwhelmed me when he touched me with the intention of taking things to the next level, if you know what I mean.It's not that I didn't want to
"Are you ready?" He positioned himself better, resting his forearms on the sides of my head, being a little higher than me.He looked so big on top of me and in that pose. I nodded a little shyly and smiled at him to give him confidence and most of all me.As he kissed me, he arranged his hips better between my legs, forcing me to make a little more space between them.I felt a slight pressure on my crotch, at first it was just a pressure, then it started to get stronger to the point where it hurt. A few moments later I felt a strong pressure in my crotch. All the breathing I had done to relax was gone in a sigh.I dug my nails hard into Ethan's back, who closed his eyes for a few seconds, perhaps to keep from saying anything. I immediately removed them and looked at him worriedly, completely forgetting my pain."Are you alright?"He laughed and gave me a kiss on the nose."I should be asking you that, not you asking me."Ethan managed to bring one of our hands together, intertwinin
Ethan's POV.I opened my eyes, abruptly waking up. I looked around without moving any part of my body except my eyes.I was in the room, the sun had not fully risen yet, so it was probably very early.I cuddled up against the pillow as I used to when I was 5 years old and closed my eyes, hoping to fall back asleep, but the movement of the "pillow" startled me.It was Minerva. She was nestled in my arms as if seeking protection in them.I smiled at the sight of her curled up; she looked so beautiful, so small and fragile. How could a woman be so beautiful?My mother had taught me that all women have their beauty, and each had a different way of showing it, but Minerva...She did it all the time, for anything she did, when she was sleeping, when she was concentrated, when she ate, when she argued with me about some unimportant thing, last night...I shook my head several times, shaking off those thoughts. What the hell was happening to me? Why was I talking like an idiot? If I kept this
"What's going on?" I moved a bit further away, releasing myself from his grip.I sat on the bed, and he followed suit, looking concerned.I had to stifle my laughter. Maybe I was being a bit mean by making him worry that he had done something wrong when I was just playing with him, but seeing his face was quite amusing.Ethan nodded impatiently. I had to run my hands over my face to hide the smile that threatened to ruin my act."This is what's happening," I tilted my head back to show him the red mark on my neck, as if it were a serious injury and I were dying from it.I didn't take my eyes off his face, which went from worried and impatient to one that seemed annoyed and couldn't believe he fell for my prank. I started laughing and leaned over him, kissing his lips.Ethan fell back on the bed, holding onto my waist."You tricked me this time," he tried to appear upset, but a smile escaped his lips."You owed me for the cockroach," I said seriously, trying to exaggerate my expression
The remaining days at the beach passed by extremely quickly. I had so much fun with the people at that house that I lost track of time.We did many things, like having a great beachside meal, making a big bonfire, and sitting around telling scary stories at night. A couple of times, Ethan and Iván joined forces to scare each of us, and of course, both received punches from us in return.We swam in the sea, had water and sand wars, and got to the point where we were all covered in sand.We also ventured to one of the nearby mountains, where we had a fantastic view of the sea, the beach, and even the house.I felt my muscles tense a bit when my friends commented that from up there, you could see the entire pool area, and anyone could have seen something. But we continued exploring the place, even encountering a snake at one point, which made all of us run downhill in fright. We also found a waterfall in the middle of a small forest and had a wonderful day there.As for Ethan and me, we
I remained silent and realized I hadn't heard from my dad since I'd gone to the beach. It had been a week, and I hadn't heard anything from him. I felt guilty for acting like a bad daughter by not calling my father, who was probably waiting for my call every day."No, I haven't heard from him since we came to the beach," I admitted quietly.Ethan audibly sighed and didn't say anything more. I found his question about my father quite strange, and I couldn't help but wonder why he would ask that.I decided to dismiss it for now as Ethan bobbed his head to the music, seemingly absorbed in it and the road.I was dying inside when I realized which song was playing. It was my favorite song, well, one of my many favorites, but this one was definitely high on my list.I clenched my fists to resist the urge to sing, but I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back. I took a deep breath and turned up the volume so my voice would blend in with the singer's.I loved that song. Before starting the next