No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 287



Men couldn't handle seeing a woman cry, and no woman liked to see her man vulnerable, either.

Not anyone could claim the high ground the first time when it came to intimate matters between a man and a woman.

What mattered most was that Fanny, ever so thoughtful, sent me a message, mentioning it was normal for a woman to feel hurt after her first time and that I shouldn't hold it against Ernest.

I reckoned Ernest owed Fanny big time for smoothing things over without making a scene and arranging for his sister to consult with Yates.

I was still hurting, and Ernest should've been reigning in his desires. So, I thought he'd retreat to his room for the night. But no, Ernest didn't leave. Instead, he held me closer.

"Ernest, doesn't it bother you?" I teased, nestled in his arms.

He just replied, "Quit talking. Let's sleep."

I chuckled. "Think you can sleep?"

"Licia," his voice was all husky, "don't mess around."

He was struggling, filled with desire, yet so restrained. If Ernest had slept alone, it wouldn't have been so hard on him. But no, he had to stick around me, masochist that he was.

I poked him with my finger. "Why even do this to yourself?"

me in tighter, and right then, I

do you plan on bringing Susie over?" I shifted the conversation

the office tomorrow and go get her," Ernest's hand

stay out a

long do you want me to stay out?" He surprisingly asked

drift. He was hinting that I might miss him.

chose not to bite on that, instead asking, "Are you

on the schedule," Ernest's voice was deep and soothing,

you're on the

your

I knew, I blurted out, "Trains more

train it is," Ernest was all

eyelids were battling it out. "Susie will be so

will be happy to see

how much Susie liked me. "Yeah, I'm

soft laugh, and I fell

in the middle of the night, Ernest wasn't by

he had left, but then

closer, I could just make out some huffing and

was Ernest up

tiptoed over,

the sight. Ernest