121. Nothing left to heal

Antonio

I leafed through the number of brochures that Ephraim had handed me after the breakfast, which had been a fûcking amusing event considering my little devil couldn’t stop herself from looking at Ephraim then back at me— she was curious and Ephraim was equally uncomfortable to be sitting there with her knowing eyes on him.

The moment the breakfast had ended, Ephraim had found me and questioned me, “What did you tell her?”

“Nothing that should be kept a secret.” And then before he could get his non-existent panties in a twist, I had changed the subject. “Find me a few courses that women are interested in nowadays.”

“Courses?”

“Some sort of classes. Like women generally do as a hobby, or maybe to learn something new?” Out of nowhere at that moment, I became aware of our age difference as it had been years since I last picked up a book to study. But with Erica I had never thought of our age difference. She was so self assured and confident in the way she behaved, the way she stood