I Didn T Ask Novels & Stories

Did I ask for something out of the box? " Did I ask for something I should not have? Is there any reason why I should not?? " I asked. " No!! Er... I mean, that you just had an accident... and maybe you are hurt. " He said. " A kiss would not hurt me... But if you don't want... " I said. " I want to kiss you, Simmi. Only I know, how I controlled myself, but you don't remember anything so... I didn't want to do anything that might offend you." He said and I could see he was not lying.

How do I tell him that I don't remember anything? I want to ask him the questions of the year, but I can't because I don't remember anything. I knew he would ask me this, but... ugh, I was hoping he would stay quiet. I never wanted to be in this position. The man feels entitled because I am in his house, and he knows what I did yesterday.

The words slipped out before I could stop myself. “What? Why won't he want you in his house? Unless you did something.” he asked, his voice filled with surprise. Jeez, why do they think I was the one that did something? Couldn't they blame him too? 'Have you forgotten they have no idea what happened?' My inner voice said sarcastically “I didn't do anything, dad. I just don't want to impose on his privacy. All I am saying is you guys should have asked me first before making the arrangements.” My voice softened.

And he was always pretty open about that topic with me. "Woah woah!!! Dad! That's a very personal question. You can't expect to ask me anything like that. Why would you even ask about it?" I snapped at my father, smiling nervously. I was just unable to understand the reason why they would ask me about something like that. They actually never asked me anything like that before. So it was definitely awkward.

I immediately said, "Actually that person..." David asked me with a confused face, "you don't know?" I shook my head, "no, I don't know," Dylan laughed sarcastically, "If you don't know why are you kidding him? Don't tell me you didn't do it, I'm disgusted to hear that."

He always did. I followed, in my presence , a silent question mark hanging in the air. The clinking of ice, the slow, agonizing swallow as he drained half the glass. My patience began to fray. "Dad, are you going to answer me?" I pressed, my voice tighter than I intended. "Why didn't you call before coming? And how did you even get in?"

I looked back at him, desperately trying to avoid his question, and without thinking, I blurted out the next words. "Why don't you have a girlfriend yet?" It wasn't even a question I meant to ask him, but after a moment, it sunk in what I had said to Aiden. Ugh! Why did I ask him that? I'm such an idiot, Amber, always! "Um, what I mean is..." I stammered, still looking at his face, observing his facial reactions. At first, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, then gradually his eyebrows came together, and his lips formed a straight line. Eventually, his face became devoid of any reaction.

"What part didn't you understand?" Dawn darted her eyes to her stomach and then brought it back up to stare at Amanda with shock. She'd parted her lips but nothing seemed to air itself out. "Surely you are planning on having children right? or is it that he doesn't love you enough to start a family with you?" She swallowed a thick lump. Amanda was trying to get in her head. She wasn't going to allow it. "David isn't in a rush to have children" "Tell me, does he make you take pills, does he tell you that it's only for a short while but keeps buying them every time it finishes?"

"I have a rather awkward request. I'm not an asking type of person, so forgive me if this comes out wrong." "Okay," I say, suddenly worried. What was he going to ask that he hadn't already?

“You don’t even know how you looked last night.” I didn’t ask. Didn’t want to know. I stood, gathering my things, embarrassed. “This doesn’t happen again,”