When Christopher heard my exclamation, his expression shifted. He lightly patted my cheeks and retorted, “Eve, you’re one year older than me. Should you really be calling me an old man?”
My cheeks turned red immediately. He never failed to make me blush every time he called me by my nickname. He tilted his face towards me. His eyes were bright with a mischievous light.
I playfully kicked him and snapped, “So, you fell in love at just twelve years old then? You asshole!”
Christopher smirked. He pulled me into his arms, spun me around, and pressed me against the wall in one smooth motion. “Since you keep calling me names, I think I should live up to those names. Shall I do to you what an asshole would really do?”
“We haven’t had lunch yet. I’m hungry,” I said, playfully patting his cheek as he brought his face close to mine.
“Why don’t we do something fun first? When we get home, I’ll make your food while you relax on the couch and watch some TV. How does that sound?” Christopher whispered suggestively to me as he rained kisses on my lips and neck. His hands strayed down to my belt and he expertly undid it with his fingers.
“I don’t… Fine…” I gave in weakly as Christopher’s lips and hands became more and more persuasive. I could only hold onto his waist and let him have his way with me. This man is such an animal! When he wants it, he must have it regardless of the place and time!
However, what surprised me the most was the fact that Christopher was Key. Key had been a very special person to me. All those years, it had been Key who comforted me when I was upset. He encouraged me when I felt helpless and gave me ideas and inspirations when I had none.
Key was “the person” in my life from the time I was thirteen until I turned nineteen. I had thought of Key as family. I wrapped my arms around his neck. An intense feeling washed over me, over and over again, like waves crashing onto a shore. I asked Christopher in a low voice, “Where did you disappear after I turned nineteen?”
“Well, I joined the army then. I had no way of communicating with the outside world while I was there. I left too suddenly, and I’m sorry about that. I should have let you know where I was going.” Christopher pulled me tightly against him. “Eve, if I had known that my disappearance would cause you so much pain, I will definitely have done things differently if I had a second chance.”
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