Chapter 41 VERY SOON

Going to Charles’s room legally for the first time was when I had not demanded or done anything to make it happen, and neither I had planned nor tricked him into taking me to his room. It happened completely unexpectedly and even though it was happening very late, but in spite of that, I was super elated.

My happiness was obviously on point because even with such a long wait to undergo, I had been so patient for this day. I didn’t even know if it would happen before we got married or if it would happen later. It kept me confused if after marriage we would also continue living in this set-up where I used to sleep in a different room.

It was very much possible for me to get to see the painting of me that he had been making in the little room which was attached to his room. I was very excited to see whether he would really let me into his room or not. As we were almost getting there, suddenly it struck me that I would have to act surprised seeing his room.

When we stood right in front of the huge door which opened to his room, my heart was beating at an abnormal rate wondering what was happening. From what I remember, I think I was sweating under stress. But it was a bigger surprise to me when he opened the door wide for both of us and walked me into his room in the same style as he got me to his room.

The lights automatically switched on even before we entered the room. And that was something that helped me a lot in acting amazed at what I was experiencing. I was not aware that his room had a motion sensor for lights, but if it did, then why didn't the lights turn on when I last came to his room behind his back? I was startled.

Being inside his room was absolutely delightful with every little thing as expensive as it could be. The last time that I had walked into his room, there was not enough light, and I couldn’t admire it properly. But when I walked in with him, I realized that his room was a masterpiece; all the possessions in the room made it look complete. Nothing was more and not even a single thing was less. It was all just perfect.

As I was looking everywhere, he came from behind and hugged me. It was probably for the first time that he hugged me in that manner, and it was very tight. He held his hands from across my waist as his chin rested on my shoulder and closer to my neck.

His breath felt so fresh, and it was arousing me in ways that would not have been okay for me to show to him, especially after what happened on the lawn just a while back. So, very gently I started to pull myself away from falling back on him and to avoid making myself rest on his chest fully. As I was loosening the grip of his hands to walk out of it even though I didn’t want to, Charles opened his arms completely to make it easy for me.

Stepping away from him was not easy for me because I didn’t want to do that. I wanted many more things from him, but playing it safe and protecting my self-respect was the most important thing for me. Facing rejection in any form, as mild as it could be or as hard as it may be, changes your feelings for the person who rejected you. Rejection isn’t just a simple ‘No’ but it also includes little things like walking away, removing the other person’s hand, basically it is all to do with not choosing something which you want.

Once I was standing in front of him, after moving away from him, he held my hand and pulled me to him. Now that was also something which was completely unexpected. Never could I have possibly thought of Charles pulling me like that. Even though I was his girlfriend, but we still had our distance, and I had accepted it that it was going to take much longer for him to open up to me physically the way he had been with so many girls before. I had my own theories for that, but what topped all of them was the fact that I wasn't up to his level.

He had always been mating with all the perfect looking girls; chicks with not even a single flaw in their bodies, and I was a very normal girl who did not even care about the brand of clothes I wore. It was only after Charles walked into my life, all the branded clothes also followed. It was him who would never stop at getting something for me every time he went out.

Falling onto Charles had my boobs hitting him on his chest and my lips running on his white shirt because of which it got stained by the nude pink lipstick that I was wearing which rubbed on his chest over the shirt he was in. But nothing mattered to him at that moment. He just looked at me with a smile on his face; looking at me with love.

“I am sorry,” I apologized to him as soon as I balanced myself trying to wipe off the mark from his shirt. Despite the fact that I was pulled, but I wanted to apologize for the color of my lipstick spoiling his shirt.

“Shhhhhhhh..,” Charles shushed.

Unable to understand why I was being asked to keep quiet when I was saying nothing else but sorry, I lowered my eyes.

“Come here, Olive,” he said as he walked me to the small couch which was on the other side of the room and asked me to sit on it beside him.

“I love you very much, but I want us to do things right,” he mentioned.

“You are the perfect girl for me who I never want to lose, and I know once I get physical, things fuck up. I lose interest in the girl after that. And I don’t want us to go through that. In fact, I never want to lose interest in you.”

“Why do you feel that fucking fucks up things?” I asked.

“It has happened in the past, and I am scared of it repeating one more time,” he replied.

“So, we would never be getting physical?” I had the balls to question him upfront.

“What kind of a question is that, babe?” “Of course, we will do it all but just at the right time,” he commented.

“And when will the right time be?” I demanded.

“Very soon,” he answered and explained, “As soon as you are Mrs. Lozano.”

That mention of his made me throw myself at him and hug him one more time, but it had an equal participation from his side as well. It felt very safe to be with him, and I understood that he was restraining from it only to avoid our relationship from getting jinxed because of the mentality he had developed after experiencing all the things which he did in his past.

It was not going to be very long for me to wait to be able to get a proper status of being his partner by getting all of him. No matter if I had to wait until we got married. In fact, that was the way I had been taught to do things right. It was good that in his room that day we had a proper talk which was crucial for both of us on such a topic.

Feeling happier, I was looking forward to just one more week of my final examinations to be over, and then it would be the time for me to become Mrs. Lozano and have the most wonderful time of my life with Charles. But having the jitters was keeping me from letting myself lose in utter happiness of the thing aforementioned. I really hoped for things to turn out well.