“To grab some food,” he uttered.
For me? “I am really not hungry. I swear.” I was not a little kid anymore. I could have fixed myself a meal if I was hungry. Alas, he ignored me and continued making his way down. I had to plead again, “It is late. I would get poor digestion and suffer badly tomorrow.”
With this, he stopped and fixed his gaze at me. “Are you sure you are not hungry?”
“Yes, I am not,” I replied affirmatively.
I breathed a sigh of relief when he finally put me back in bed. Late night meals would really be bad for health.
He lay on top of me, with no intention of leaving. His deep-set eyes gazed into me, his eyes betraying nothing.
“Yes?” I was perplexed.
“I’m hungry.” His Adam’s apple moved sensuously as he murmured.
I fell silent, then said, “Why don’t you go downstairs and grab some food?”
“No need. Here is good.” He leaned closer to me, breathing heavily.
I was feeling uneasy being pinned down. “Please let go,” I pleaded.
Our eyes locked. I blinked awkwardly and he kissed me, catching me off-guard.
I was so shocked I forgot to breathe. He let go of me briefly only when my eyes popped from holding my breath. “You plan to keep me monk-like forever?” He seemed amused by my expression.
“I’m sorry, Ashton.”
Abstaining from sex for four years may be unthinkable for some people. To me, it was liberating and empowering instead.
I managed to get over the sorrow and painful memories and got myself back on my feet in these four years. However, I had yet to recover from the trauma my body endured.
Ashton was still asleep next to me when I woke up. He would usually be up and gone.
I propped myself up and studied his face. Memories of the past seven years flashed by.
It seemed the time of tribulation was coming to an end. I hoped what followed would be some peace and serenity.
However, I was afraid of getting my hopes up somewhere deep in me.
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