Chapter 9

Jo.

Sun rays came through the wide glass window and perturbed my sleep. I pulled my blanket and rolled over to the left. And DAMN!!! I was shocked finding a half naked man sleeping on my bed. It took three seconds to realize that I was in a vacation with Steve. And it wasn't my bed.

I got up and I staggered a bit while walking to the bath room. I didn't remember how many glasses of wine I drank last night.While the hot water hosed down on me, my mind got clearer. It was a long weekend, Steve and I had planned this escape for a while. Steve picked me up after Kev's things with his Mom, then we took the last flight to this beautiful island of Gods.

I was shampooing when I heard a knock on bathroom door. I opened the door. Steve was standing there naked. He kissed me, held my waist and leaded me back to the shower. I put my arms around his neck, enjoying his touch on my body. Not long after, I noticed he was gasping breath, and I felt his manhood hardened.

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We ended up curling towards each other. He stroked my hair.
"You look so beautiful," he said smiling.
"Oh, cut the crap!"
"Jo, I love you.". My heart stopped. Steve never said that before and I never expected this.
"I have to pee," I said randomly and run to the bathroom.

When  I went back, he was still there.
'"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Sure," I replied.
"Listen, I..."
"Steve, stop! Don't start!"
"Okay."

I was born Catholic, so he was. And in Catholic, there was no divorce, or at least we didn't marry anyone else if we divorced. Please don't get me wrong. Though I did believe in God and I believed in my religion, I didn't really care about the rules. Well, having fun with him was terribly wrong according to those rules. At least we kept it for ourselves. But when it came to love, gosh, I would want more. Marriage was one of them. But I couldn't imagine people pout on us, especially on my family. That was why I put mask on my face. I denied every good feeling towards him, because I knew where I stood, and I knew I and he would never be together, legally. I did this just for fun, but it was more than that apparently.

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We were having fun later, did some water sports and beach walking. He took me to a nice restaurant alongside the beach on the evening. It was romantic. I forgot what happened that morning. We talked, we laughed, we even tickled each other like nothing happened before. I would miss this, I guessed.

We spent another night together, with me cuddling in his big arms. It was so peaceful. I was too tired when he kissed me good night. In my dreams, which then I was not sure that it was a dream, I could hear myself saying 'I love you too, Steve,' and I felt he hugged me tighter.