Chapter 14

I’m still not sure whether this is a good idea. I know how much T loathed the fact that Eric’s only interest was sex and I don’t want her to think that I am the same. I love her regardless. But she seems very determined that this is what she wants, now, at this very moment – and who am I to deny her?

For the first time since I lost my virginity I feel nervous about making love to someone – this is what it is with her – making love. Not just sex, not a shag, but a proof of my love for her and how much I care.

I am aware of the fact that this is her first time with a woman, well, as far as I know, and I am going to make it special for her. I owe to her, to us.

We have decided that the best place is the apartment above the shop, because Aunt Lucy is out and I know from experience that once she goes out, it takes her very long to get back in.

We enter the apartment and she wants to go straight to the bedroom, but I stop her. This is one of my silly romantic dreams, dreams I would never share with anyone, simply because there was no one close enough to me that I trust enough to admit it.

She frowns her eyebrows, I see her wondering if I want to take her on the sofa or the kitchen table or wherever else, but I give her a reassuring smile. She smiles back and it warms my heart. We don’t speak, words could not have any meaning deep enough to express how we both feel at this very moment.

I put my arm around her shoulders and slide the other one under her knees, lifting her up in one swift movement – as if I do this all the time, but in truth, I never have. She giggles and I give her a quick peck on her lips before making a beeline for the bedroom.

I lay her down on the bed and sigh when I see the love in her eyes, as well as the desire, the longing. I lie down next to her, throwing my leg over hers. I rest my arm beside her, playing with a strand of her, bringing my face closer.