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No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 247

"Goodnight, my dear girlfriend!"

It was half an hour later when I got a message from Ernest.

I had no idea what I'd been doing for that half hour. Was I taking a cold shower like they do in the novels?

Thinking back to that abrupt stop earlier, I was too embarrassed to reply to him.

I didn't sleep well that night, probably because I didn't take that cold shower. It felt like something was crawling under my skin.

The door to desire, an insatiable chasm, I'd learned that lesson firsthand.

Restless and uneasy, I woke up early.

But no matter how early I was, Ernest was already out for his morning run.

The man's energy and stamina were truly admirable.

And in that department, I bet he was just as vigorous!

I felt like I was under a spell, my thoughts constantly drifting to...that.

And it was all Fanny's fault. Why did she give me such rotten advice last night?

Without caring what time it was, I texted her: "Hungry? Get up and join me for breakfast."

I had soup last night, but with all the overthinking, I was already starving.

Normally, I'd just tell Ernest, and he'd whip up breakfast, but today...

I figured it was best to avoid him.

A bit dramatic, perhaps, but I had no choice.

After more than twenty years, experiencing what happened last night for the first time, even though nothing really happened, felt worse than if it had.

The more I thought about it, the more awkward I felt.

Do other couples feel this way after taking that final step, waking up the next morning as flustered as I am?

Sigh, I'm really losing my edge.

I hadn't even lifted my fingers from the keyboard when Fanny's video call came through.

"Looks like last night was a bust, huh?" she teased right away.

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