Love, curves and heartbreak Chapter 43

I was a helpless romantic.

I spent my life reading love stories, real and fictional, and dreaming of living in one of them. Because my reality was so different.

I had a small family who set me aside because I was different from them, and only experienced love by my friends, who took me in and cared for me as if I were their own family. I will always be eternally grateful.

I usually dream about the moment when I found someone with whom I would finally experience romantic love, even if it was a small fraction. Like movies, a special moment, a look, a funny situation, a love confession… all that important milestone in a relationship.

But the truth is that that moment didn't come, I got tired of seeing couples on the train, holding hands, at the movies, in the square, on the street, everywhere, and I felt damaged, hopelessly out of place.

Don't get me wrong, I had a lot to be thankful for in my life, I was happy in my own way: I had a small and nice apartment, a job I liked, knowledge, friends who loved me, no doubt I was lucky. But I was missing something. I wanted... a family for me, a person, a safe place.

I downloaded dating apps that were disastrous, and I believed that no man would want a woman like me, nothing like the ads or models on Instagram. It was awful, I did´t connect with any man.

But everything I ever dreamed, all the movies, books, and romcoms... nothing prepared me for what I felt that night, for what I felt when Ethan undressed me, passionately took me, leaned on me, kissed me, and made me tremble.

Last night... I truly felt loved, wanted, desired for who I am, with my flaws, my doubts and my insecurities. It was something so powerful that I squeezed my eyes shut and concentrated on the sensations. It was more than just sex... damn... I can tell.

The fear of falling in love was still there, but what can I do? Maybe I would not find love here, maybe there would not be a love like the one I longed for. But it was the best I had ever had. With the man I always dreamed.

"My princes..." I hear a voice.

I had the most restful sleep in the world and. Before I opened my eyes, I felt his hand in my hair and down my arm. It feels so delicious.

When I start to move, I feel his hands on my shoulder. When I look at him, his brown eyes look fantastic, his hair is disheveled, he's sitting next to me.

He is wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, barefoot, and he is handsome as hell. There's really no way he could look bad. Although I have to admit that I am a little disappointed to see him dressed. I wanted more, so much more. I want to experience this all day, this blessing.

"Good morning, Princess... sorry to wake you up... it wasn't my intention but... I couldn't help myself either... you look so pretty asleep, he says, giving me a kiss on my forehead.

"You look pretty good yourself..." I say looking at him and he smiles.

"Like that? Really?"

"Ummm yes..."

"Why?" he asks, very curious.

"This is kind of everyday Ethan. A natural Ethan. Don't get me wrong... you look good in your Businessman altitude and clothes..." I say touching his T-shirt and he takes my hand.

"So, do you like several versions of me?"

"That's right..." I reply and he smiles.

"Well... and very glad. Now... rest a little while I bring you breakfast, ok? Wait for me here..."

"No, Ethan, really... that's not necessary…" I feel his arms hugging me and pulling me to his body.

"Yes baby... let's say that last night... we had quite a night and... well, a morning too... quite busy and you must be tired. So... you'll have to put up with a little more of my efforts to pamper you, okay?" he says adorably, and I melt, literally melt, in his arms. What can I say?

"I think I can make it, I'll try… but I doesn´t promise anything" I confirm. He gives me a loud kiss and rushes out the door.

I am lost, not knowing what to do, so I just go to the bathroom that is in his room, it is so spacious and everything seems to have his scent. After a quick shower and combing my hair, I put on one of her black t-shirts, which fits me like a dress.

"No! What are you doing? A say wait for me..." he says, a little bit annoyed. He looks adorable when he is annoyed.

"I wanted to help you... and to be with you" I say, coming closer. I hug him and caress his back.

"Mmmm... okay... I will allow, just because you look pretty good in my clothes" he adds, touching my body over the fabric.

We had a delicious breakfast, as always, I felt calm and happy. As I cleared the table, I felt him behind me, his hands embracing me, pulling me into his hard body, the tip of his nose on my neck, his hands doing wonders on my body.

“You really look good…”

"Do you think so…? I like your t-shirts, but you look better in them..."

"Oh baby... no, no. You look awesome. You can take them whenever you wanted" he says, running his fingers through my skin.

His hand in on my hips, under the shirt, and lets out a small sigh when he notices that I'm wearing basically nothing underneath.

"Prissy... baby... why are you doing this to me?" he asks in a dramatic tone and I laugh.

"What? I don't have clean underwear..."

"Then... we had a problem. You're not helping me. You can't do this to me," he says, and I let out a silly giggle.

"Have you taken a bath yet? And I was thinking of inviting you to shower with me..." he says seductively. This man wants to kill me.

"Oh... so sorry..." I say with a sigh. His hands feel wonderful on me.

"But... I promised myself that I would let you rest after our hectic exercise"

"Mmmm... okay..." for a few short but delicious seconds he kisses my neck and his hands go through his shirt, only to realize later that he's doing what he said he wouldn't do.

"Sorry, I promise to wait until the afternoon... there aren't many hours left anyway. By the way, you're staying the whole day, right?" He says with a sexy voice, and that's when it hits me.

"What time is it?" I suddenly ask in shock.

"Mmmm surely after noon, maybe two or three in the afternoon" he says as if nothing had happened.

"No, no can't be" I murmur.

"What happen baby?"

No, no... the Brunch with Tommy and Lily!

Tommy!

I promised to be with him no matter what, and here I am thinking about sleeping with his cousin, something I've already done several times since last night. I forgot about my best friend for a man! His cousin!

I swore I would be there!

I'll never forgive myself if I'm not with him!

"My cell phone! Where the hell is it?" I say.

Did I even bring my cell phone last night? I don't remember being that drunk, but I wasn't thinking... I just wanted to be with Ethan... in his pants... in his bed. Goddammit! I was so focused on Ethan that I didn't even notice where I put my damn cell phone.

"What's wrong, Princess?" he asks worried.

"My phone, my purse... I think I've lost them," I say, looking everywhere.

I spent the night kissing him, enjoying how he touched me, the things he did to me... I completely forgot about my dear friend. I am the worst friend in the world.

"I have lost my things!" I start to panic.

"I'm pretty sure is here, I saw it in the apartment, don't worry, we'll find it" he tells me and we start looking. I go to the room, to the bathroom, desperate.

I can't even call my own cell phone to look for it, because I always have the damn thing on silent!

I have to dress as decently as possible, leave the apartment right here, right now and go straight to the restaurant.

Wait, but... where was it? It must be one of those fancy places Tommy loves, I can't remember the name, damn it!

If I leave now, I think I might be just in time, and if not, I'll beg for his forgiveness.

Maybe I can ask Ethan to call Lily directly or ask her where we're supposed to meet. Of course, then Lily will wonder what I'm doing at her brother's house, and it will be obvious that we're together.

Why else would I be at her brother's house on a Saturday afternoon? It would be weird. Everybody knows we don't get along, well, we didn't get along, and now... I was with him... god! She will know that we slept together. That I have sex with his brother! Oh no, no, no.

"I found it! It's here baby! Come on!" he yells, and I run into the living room, he is standing near one of the couches.

He picks up my purse and shows it to me triumphantly, and my God, my soul returns to my body. But suddenly the cellphone started to ring… and he takes it. And...his face suddenly becomes dark and angry. Like… very different, and I don't know what can possible happened to provoke that change in him.

"Ethan... what's going on?" I ask, suddenly the atmosphere is tense and serious, I don't think he's joking. He looks very angry.

"Who is... Babe? Who have you saved as BABE, who has been calling you all day? You have about twenty missed calls from him. Because is a man, right?" I am shocked and run to my cell phone.

"Ethan is... just..."

"Deny it... is a man... tell me the truth" he demands angry.

"Are you going to tell me who the hell it is? I need to know! Tell me now!" He tells me angrily, and my happy day is officially ruined.