"Do you need help getting those wounds taken care of? I don't see anyone else around who can assist you here," I crossed my arms and looked at him sternly.Ethan reluctantly lifted his head after a few seconds and leaned it back so I could see him better.I delicately held his head and used the cotton I had to carefully clean the wound on his head, which was the one I was most concerned about."This is going to sting a little bit," I said before gently pressing the cotton against his skin.He reacted quickly to the stinging sensation and pulled his head away, gripping onto my dress."Be more careful.""I'm being as careful as possible, I told you it would sting a bit," I held his head again and proceeded to disinfect the wound with alcohol, also wiping away the blood to assess how serious the injury was.He stopped complaining, but still held onto my dress tightly.As I tended to him, Ethan's gray eyes were fixed on me. From that position, I could make out the shade of blue they had,
I began to jump around as if it were a concert, dancing and singing at the top of my lungs. I was in a great mood, loving the feeling of the water as I sang my favorite songs.I heard the bathroom door open, causing me to stop singing and dancing, with my hair covered in foam. Ethan looked at me strangely, and since I was in the shower, I covered my body."What are you doing?" he asked, still bewildered."I'm taking a bath!""With a swimsuit? And why are you covering yourself?" he crossed his arms, still standing at the bathroom door.I looked down at my body and realized how silly I had been. Of course, I was taking a bath with a swimsuit on. I laughed and continued bathing, ignoring his presence."Hey, Minnie. I know you locked the door. Where's the key?""In my swimsuit," I continued enjoying the water, not paying much attention to the conversation.I rinsed the shampoo out of my hair."Are you challenging me to go get it myself? If so, you're succeeding."I laughed politely at hi
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