" Is that a catchphrase you're going to use in your first book? - I ironize, trying to keep the dialogue relaxed, but I know exactly what Aria meant." Who knows." Still curious about the toilets?" You know I do. - She assures, never abandoning her malicious expression."It always baffles me, you know?" Here's a piece of information that surprises me. He didn't seem disconcerted when he saved me from that prank call. And he didn't seem disconcerted when he called me to the bathroom in the cafeteria." I am impressed with your good memory. - I affirm, knowing that she will have a retort on the tip of her tongue." These are memories that I make a point of reliving always, never to forget..." Will I be in your book? Or… am I in your diaries?" State secret. - She answers, in the act, and again smiles, coquettishly.The waiter arrives with the starter, a colorful salad perfectly seasoned with ingredients that hark back to the coast of Metropolity. We served and slowly enjoyed each on
Aria's POVI decide to literally leave Stephen on standby while I receive the third provocative message on my cell phone. I flip the screen down and proceed to ignore him for the rest of the night.The mood with Max is going way beyond my expectations. The dish, handpicked by me from the menu, the wine, the conversation, the atmosphere, I can't classify which is better. Maybe it's the work as a whole.Our dialogue is like a roller coaster, between ups and downs of ironic, dramatic moments and also full of provocations. Like a foreplay of foreplay, where we both know where and how the night will end.I savor Max's words the way I savor a fine meal at Taba's Gourmet: slowly, appreciating every detail, every ingredient. As if it were the last time. Like it was just a good dream and at any moment I was going to wake up." Well, you already know my favorite colors, movie, book, pet, place, food… Um… let me see… you know I intend to be a writer. What else am I missing?" Favorite position?
We reached Max's far from modest summer home in a few minutes by car. We held back our instincts to the fullest and let one more experience of sex in the bathroom go by to experience, for the first time, more conventional sex, in a bed."Your home is beautiful. Cozy.”" Thanks, I tend to have good taste in most of my choices."You're silly, you don't miss anything..." Taking advantage of the pun, I'm going to make a coffee, do you accept?" I would love.While Max makes coffee in the kitchen, I delete Stephen's messages from my phone and send Loretta a message to let her know I'll be sleeping outside. She answers me a minute later."I already knew. Go with everything, babe.”Of course, she wouldn't be surprised. Maybe Mellanie, but that was something for later. And registered too. Ah, how I want to tell everything soon for my diary..." Trouble in paradise?Max is back with two steaming cups." I wouldn't say a problem. Nothing worth worrying about. I'm delighted with your bookcase.
It's almost six in the morning and I just can't stop reading. Max turns over in bed next to me and, afraid of waking him, I take a brief tour of his house and continue reading lying comfortably on his sofa.Outside, the sun welcomes another day, as if smiling at me and new possibilities. My cell phone lights up too. I remember that it exists and must be almost out of battery. To my relief, just a message from Loretta.“Are you coming back today?”The tone of the message and the time at which it was sent indicate that she also spent the night out and drinking too much alcohol.I decide not to respond for now and resume reading. She was simply fascinated by the character of Lily and her feminine strength.“" Don't you know that only women are allowed here? Or did you come to wash clothes for me?"I need to talk to you about something.Ping. Pierre could be quite inconvenient when he wanted to be."Then speak." Is it true that Doriana goes to the king's arém?" Pierre, did you come to
Max wakes up and appears in the room wearing only boxing briefs. He caught me in nothing but lingerie on his sofa, fully absorbed in reading and surely berating me for not making coffee." Good morning hottie." Good morning." He abandoned me. - He says, approaching to give me a kiss on the cheek." I was sleepless and didn't want to wake you, I'm sorry."Okay. Enjoying the read?" What do you think? I'm already on chapter three." Productive morning, then. - He jokes. - I'll make us some coffee. What do you usually eat in the morning?"Hmm… wholegrain toast?" You're in luck, I've got all kinds of toast here. And cheese. There's plenty of cheese." Perfect. - I smile in response and take the time to read a little more."" What do you think about getting married?I stand up, suddenly, in disbelief of his words. It felt like a conspiracy. Marien on the river, now the madman himself was proposing madness to me."Calm down Lily, you didn't hear everything..." And I don't even need to.
I close the book, marking it on the last page read, just as Max arrives with the delicately prepared breakfast tray.Must this be how we feel on our honeymoon?" Wow, what a beautiful thing… - Praise, sincerely delighted with the affection." I did my best. I'm not very fond of the kitchen, but I woke up inspired." Everything is perfect. Sorry if I'm being repetitive, but… it's just that I really didn't expect everything to turn out like this…"So how?" He asks suddenly." Wow... like this... These moments, dinner, breakfast, books. I've never experienced this with anyone, I feel special." You're special. And maybe it's because I'm older and more experienced, so… - Max mocks again, nibbling a piece of toast." Stop it! - I hit her shoulder, lightly. " Seriously, thank you. It's making me not want to go back to reality anymore." Reality you say... classes, college, your homework..." Argh! I feel like I'm back in high school with you talking like that. You got it right, teacher… - I
"Any particular reason you started with this book?”Max surprises me again when he steps out of the shower wrapped only in a towel around his waist. I'm lying on the couch, immersed in reading. I already feel at home and he seems to like it. Apparently, his intention is to put me at ease." I don't think so. The title caught my attention the most. - I answer, objectively." You know, when I met you, I reread that book." Serious?" Yes, and you went on to become my Lily. - Max reveals. " Beautiful as a flower…"...but dangerous as thorns." Exactly." He confirms." I had no idea."" From what?" He asks and turns to get dressed."That I took up so much space in your thoughts."I didn't even have that understanding. Until I had the idea of asking you out. And now being with you only confirms my bets. That you are really a unique girl and not just...I roll my eyes before he even finishes his sentence." Not just a girl with a nice body. Sorry, but I'm already fed up with this type of
The smell of roasting meat coming from the kitchen is making my stomach do somersaults as I read The Whore's Secret lying on the sofa.Max seems to want to redeem himself from the inappropriate speech and is dedicating himself to preparing the best lunch in the world and little did I know that he also hid the cooking skill." Do you want help? - I ask, curious about what he is preparing, and how long everything will be ready." It's almost there. Just a few more minutes until the catne is golden. You can lie down there and I'll call you.Before reading on, I check my phone again. The message notification surprises me. It's from Peter."It's in the university?" - sent 5 minutes ago.I respond immediately. A wave of anxiety hits me. He hadn't contacted me in a while."No, I'm out. Is there a problem?"He sends another one a minute later:"When you get back to the republic, let me know?""Of course. But why, did something happen?""Nothing urgent, don't worry." - It sends and goes offlin