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?"

and right then, I couldn't help but smile to myself. Even the toughest

over?" I shifted the conversation to something more serious while still in his

the office tomorrow and

stay out a few days?"

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

was hinting that I might miss

instead asking, "Are you flying

It depends on the schedule," Ernest's voice was deep and soothing, lulling me

on the

your

knew, I blurted out,

it is," Ernest was all for doing whatever I

battling it out. "Susie will be so happy to see

She will be happy to see you

liked me. "Yeah,

out a soft laugh, and I

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

had left, but

from the living room Leaning in closer, I could just

was Ernest up

tiptoed

the sight.