"So what shall we do now?" Ethan asked after another kiss. His kisses were my favorite. His lips were smooth and full against mine and knew just how to make me go crazy for more.
I smiled up at him and thought for a moment. "You know, as much as I would love to go get physical right now," I paused, a sultry smirk appearing on my lips. I turned and walked over to the table I had set one of the many research books upon and picked it up. "But I realized with my time with Erela that I don't know very much about you. Or you me."
Ethan nodded in understanding and walked over to me, taking the book out of my hands and read the title. "We've only know each other for a couple days, you can't really be surprised that there are things you don't know," he said gently.
"No, I know that. It's just that I do what to know everything about you. So I was thinking we could just go for a walk or get to know each other better over dinner, maybe?" I looked away, "I just don't want you to think that I only want to have sex with you. I want you to know that I love being with you more than the physical benefits," I looked away, scared of his reaction.
I couldn't believe how weak and meek I had become around him. Since when did I care what others thought about me? Where was my over flow of confidence I usually had? Where was my go-to attitude or my hold no prisoners demeanor? I could feel myself softening and changing. I didn't yet know if it was for the better. But somehow, I wasn't too worried.
"Look at me," Ethan instructed as he came to stand directly in front of me. When I finally turned my head and stared into his eyes, he took my hands in his and kissed the tops of them.
I interrupted him before he could continue. I wanted him to really understand me. "I know that Erela is probably going to take over again sometime, and I want to be able to think back to all the fun and amazing things you and I did together. Because all I'll have with Erela are the memories of you and I. I want to have things to remember and look back on. Does that make sense?" I asked. I searched his eyes for doubt, but I didn't see any.
