I shivered and rested my weight against the chilly window. I pressed my cheeks against the curtain and felt the coolness of the window. A few moments later, I realized something was wrong. I turned back to Christopher in shock.
He had buried his face in my neck and was panting heavily. It looked like he had done everything, but he didn’t finish the last step. In a small voice, he protested, “Darling, you can’t stop at the very last minute. Why didn’t you tell me we had run out of condoms? I need to stock up tomorrow.”
I flashed a smile and said nothing.
The weekend had arrived. The next day, Christopher and I left home early in the morning as he wanted to go to stock up on groceries and buy some clothes. I recalled his clothes in the closet and asked, “You have plenty at home. Why do you need to buy more?”
“Those are all formal outfits. I need to buy at least a dozen casual outfits.” Christopher floored the accelerator and sped away in his yellow Maserati, which was flashy, just like him. The car zoomed down the road and attracted everyone’s attention easily.
I propped my chin on my palm and gazed at Christopher. When he was driving, his lips were curled up in a grin as he swayed along to the music. His pink suit and floral tie didn’t look awkward on him. Instead, he looked like a flamboyant peacock.
“A walking spotlight,” I muttered under my breath. Christopher will be a popular celebrity with his looks. That tease will easily become an award-winning actor.
After a while, I grew thirsty and went to get ourselves some drink at a dessert store.
I sipped on my drink as Christopher read a book diligently. I leaned over to see what he was reading. It was an Ustranasion book. I immediately blushed upon seeing the content before I snatched the book away from Christopher to forbid him from reading it.
“Seriously? Why are you reading this in public? As a CEO, shouldn’t you be reading finance or academic books?” I couldn’t believe he had brought an erotic novel out. I immediately spotted a few steamy scenes when I glanced at it earlier.
Christopher put on a stern front and responded, “Human beings need to improve themselves. If I don’t, I’ll end up being a boring robot.”
I gnashed my teeth in anger. What can he learn from erotic novels? Improve his sexual skills? I stuffed the novel into my bag. “No, you can’t read it.”
“Eve, you’re being authoritative. We’re a harmonious family, so I have my democratic rights.” Christopher reached over to take my bag. He winked at me before giving my earlobe a tiny nibble. I could smell his tobacco-scented breath.
“Or, do you want to read it yourself? You pretended to confiscate it so that you could read it in secret.”
I trembled involuntarily as my earlobe was particularly sensitive. Pushing him away hastily, I covered my ears. “Why would I read it? These kinds of books are useless. I’d rather read something else.”
Resting his chin on his palm, Christopher tilted his head and smirked. I nearly got lost in his alluring gaze as he asked, “What do you think?”
I refused to listen to what he had to say. Covering my ears, I tried to change the topic, but I blurted out, “Don’t say it out loud. You must’ve learned nonsense from those books.”
After saying that, a strong sense of foreboding nagged at me at once. Indeed, Christopher flashed an evil grin and said, “Books are a great inspiration to human beings. We can learn various positions to bring us to climax. We can also…” He trailed off deliberately before concluding, “Learn what our limits are.”
I refused to answer and simply rolled my eyes at him.
