7 – confessions
Okay, but I don’t know how this game is played and… hiccup.”
“Ph, it’s okay,” he said as he stepped closer to me. Again, I could only see his chest as his hands went over my face before pinching my nose.
I suddenly went into defense mode, swatting his hand from my face as I held onto his wrist to pull it away.
“What are you doing?” I shouted as he withdrew his hand with as much panic in his eyes as I had in mine.
“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry. My mom always did that to me when I hiccupped. She said it would stop the excess oxygen from getting in and also stop the… hiccup,” he explained.
“What?” That didn’t make any sense at all.
“It’s just an urban legend among Germans. My mom is really superstitious,” he said as he opened a fridge I never knew existed and took out a bottle of water. “Or we can just go through the modern way and drink some water instead,” he said as he handed me the uncapped bottle.
“That was a fridge all along?” I stared at the black reflective thing, and he nodded. “And I thought it was just a reflective board all along.” This place was starting to feel a little too sophisticated and oppressive for me, but he sensed that and just went on to reassure me.
“It’s okay. The fridges are in almost every room in case you feel thirsty at night or want to do things in your room and
288 iVouchers
don’t want to get stressed. You know the house workers aren’t always inside,” he said, and I gulped the water, nodding.
“Yes, thank you.”
Somehow, he had managed to make me feel calm and wiped all the tension away from my body and soul.
“Okay, so this game, how do we play it?” I asked, as my first three questions were already on my mind.
“Do we take turns or what?”
“Exactly. Let’s sit. I can give you a scalp massage while at it,” he said, and my heart jumped to my throat.
“No, no, it’s fine. Let’s just sit on the bed,” I said as I grabbed a pillow to place on my crossed legs.
The last time I sat between his legs ended with me feeling heartbroken.
“You go first, ladies first,” he said, and I jumped at the opportunity without feeling shy.
“Okay, you said we can ask any questions, right?”
“Yes, 10 each, so you can take your time to think hard about them,” he said as he did the same across from me while resting on the headboard.
“Hmm, okay. I’ll go first then. Do you think I’m beautiful?” I asked with a straight face, my gaze strained on him.
“Yes!” He answered.
The most straightforward answer I’d ever gotten from any
24 34%
7-confessions
man or any person at all, and I just…
“Okay, so why-”
288 iVouchers
“We take turns, sweetie. It’s mine now,” he interrupted softly,
and I nodded, raised my bottle of water, and took another
gulp.
카 #
L
16
“Okay,” I nodded and pinched my thumb and index finger together to give him the go-ahead.
“How did your day go?” he asked, and I gave the grumpiest look I’d ever given anyone.
“But I already told you that?”
“Yes, you told me how your day at school was, but I want to know about everything from the moment you woke up till dinner. How you felt, what you thought of. I want to know everything,” he leaned closer, and I could tell he was truly curious.
Did this mean he was also bored of my mom talking about nails but wanted to know about my own day?
I looked at him for any signs of that, but all I saw was genuine interest that made my heart leap.
Did this man know what he was doing to me?
“But that’s a lot of explaining,” I pouted.
“Oh, Schätzchen, let’s bond over this. If you want it to be fair, l’ Il let you ask your next two questions uninterrupted, and you can also ask me the same question without any penalties,” he said, and I nodded.
45.21%
288 Vouchers
“Okay,” before going on to rant and talk about everything, excluding how I felt when he saw my left boob. In fact, I excluded that part altogether.
“Now, my turn,” I said, and he nodded. “Sure.”
“Do you hate my boobs, or is it my wide areola?” I asked, and I’ d never seen someone cough so aggressively after choking on saliva until now.
“Here,” I gave him my bottle of water and watched as he drank it directly, no gulping, just indirect kisses and water.
“Why did you ask that type of question?” His voice was as flustered as he looked.
“Oh, it’s just the other time when my…” I tugged at my hoodie, “was showing. You looked away and walked out, and I…” I stuttered when he suddenly held my hand in his and looked into my eyes.
“There’s nothing to feel insecure about, Jemaya. Because, like I said earlier, you are beautiful in both body and mind, whether I’ve seen it or not, and do not let anyone or yourself make you feel otherwise.”
“But…”
“Jemaya, you need to trust me when I say this, but I didn’t look away because of that reason,” he said.
“Then why?”
“Is that your third question?” He asked, and I nodded.
“Do you really want to know?”
65.99%
288 Vouchers
“Yes, I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t.”
He gulped, and I noticed his hands clench into fists as he withdrew them to the side.
“Jemaya, I’m not sure the answer is appropriate for us. It’s…”
“I still want to hear it!” I insisted.
“Okay,” he nodded and said.
“It turned me on.” He wasn’t looking at me, rather, he was staring hard at his fist on the pillow.
“What?” I muttered more to myself than him.
“Seeing you like that turned me on, and that was why I looked away. I shouldn’t have. Look, we should end this game altogether,” he said as he tried to get off the bed, but I snapped out of the trance I was in and held his hand.
“No… No, wait, don’t leave.”
“Jemaya,” he croaked as our gazes locked.
87.09%
288 Vouchers
