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?"

was him pulling me in tighter, and right then, I couldn't help but smile to myself. Even the toughest guys had

I shifted the conversation to

sort it out at the office tomorrow and go get her," Ernest's hand gently caressed

you stay out a few days?" I asked

me to stay out?"

paused, suddenly catching his drift. He was hinting that I might miss him.

bite on that, instead asking, "Are you flying back or taking the

on the schedule," Ernest's voice

on the brink of

your

I knew, I blurted out,

was all for doing whatever I

out. "Susie will be so happy

you, too. She will be happy to see you

of how much Susie liked me. "Yeah,

let out a soft laugh,

the middle of the

thought he had left, but

room Leaning in closer, I could just

was Ernest up

I tiptoed over, only

sight. Ernest