Her laughter snapped me out of my thoughts."So you think that even though X amount of time has passed, the fact that I'm still hurting is insignificant?" her voice crack. I shook my head slightly, tried to reach out to hug her, but she pulled away before I could even touch her, "You know what? You're right, I should start trusting the people around me, but believe me I didn't underestimate you at all, you're exactly as I thought, an arrogant, an idiot, a stupid jerk who doesn't care how others feel. It's none of your business whether or not I'm still over that fucker who hurt me, like you care! Mind your own business," she sounded so annoyed that people just stared at us.Now Minerva had misinterpreted my words, well, maybe I had exaggerated a bit, but hell, I was annoyed, okay? I didn't want her to be thinking about someone she was with 8 months ago, I had to start looking forward, didn't she care about anything we had done?"Minerva…" I whispered her name and she turned away from

I wish it had worked...The remaining days before we left for the beach were a real torture.I had been faithful to my magnificent plan, every time I had the opportunity to cross paths with him, I would look at him with desire and I would wear little clothes and make sexy poses to provoke him, besides I insisted on touching him unnecessarily.Of course every time he saw me, would tense up and sometimes I even thought he was blushing. He was always at home, except in the evenings, when he would disappear without any explanation.Something that I never saw as an obstacle in my plan was that I also felt the friction, he also looked at me with desire, for a moment I thought he was devouring me with his eyes and the worst thing was that I liked it, I liked having the attention of a man like that, that he saw me that way, that he desired me.I loved the attention from him.I didn't want to admit it, I couldn't, it was something unacceptable, so much that I made an effort to make him suffer,

I needed to meditate on everything that had happened earlier that day.I didn't mind his morbidities so much anymore, were even funny sometimes.Every time he kissed me I didn't want him to stop and I even wanted him to continue to the next level and finally, my chest hurt every time I remembered that he was my boyfriend only to cheat on a thousand to one people who weren't even friends of mine.But I didn't understand why, I didn't know if the feeling was because he wasn't my real "boyfriend" or because I cheated on so many people in one night.Nor did I understand why I liked his kisses so much. Well, he's obviously a good kisser, but I've kissed other men who are also good kissers... although none of them made me feel what this fool did, even if it was just a simple brush.And most disturbing of all, I wasn't bothered by his morbidities! Now I rather thought about it morbidly in my head too.What on earth was going on, me morbid? In what world?Before I met him I was an angel comin

Ethan's POVIt was just midnight, and from where I stood, I could see that the entire party was out of control. The music was blasting, and people were dancing and drinking like crazy college students.I leaned against the terrace railing of the house.I held a glass that Minerva had prepared for me, with a really strange drink that I couldn't quite decipher, but it tasted good. I always kept an eye on her, watching over her in case any of those stupid drunks dared to touch her.We had set up blue light bulbs on the terrace to make it look like a nightclub or something similar, and to be honest, it looked pretty cool.At that moment, my task was to make sure no one did something stupid like jumping from there into the pool, or perhaps sneaking off for some intimacy like a couple of horny kids caught up in the situation and fueled by alcohol.I sighed once and stretched. I was really bored of having to watch over things and not being able to enjoy the music and alcohol down there, and

Several hours ago...Minerva was sitting on top of me, she had me completely laid down and she wouldn't stop kissing me and whispering various "please" to get me to do what she was asking for.I had to make a quick decision.If I made love to her right then and there as she was requesting, I would run the risk of her not remembering who she lost her virginity to, which was important to her. Additionally, there was a possibility that if I did what she was asking, she might later accuse me of raping her, and that would be a serious problem.Despite wanting her in my arms for over a week and longing to make her mine over and over again, she was now offering herself to me on a silver platter. If she had led me to that room, it was because she wanted to be with me, right?It was the perfect opportunity, no one would interrupt us."Ethan, please," she leaned on the mattress to see me. She had a puppy face. She was begging me!I couldn't resist that face. I grabbed her waist and lifted her,