A small wish ignited love in a heart
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Samantha keeps checking the time because she is eager to join her father on the bike ride.
She has a degree in psychiatry but feels she has no way to investigate her thoughts. When her mother's comment that she married a cheerful person comes to mind, she simultaneously feels sorry for her and jealous.
It was officially 5:00 PM as the clock chimed.
As she emerged from the classroom, Samantha's head urged her to phone James so that she might indulge in the morning's pleasure. However, her heart cautioned her against doing so because he was her stepfather.
When Samantha's fingers started dialing her Stepdad's number, James called her from the parking lot, and she quickly came to her senses.
After spotting him, Samantha joyfully hurried over to be with him. James was captivated by the gleam in her eyes and invited her to hop on the bike, saying that a special arrangement had been made for her.
Samantha, who had not been included in the plan, sat on the back seat, clutching James with childlike glee. She jerked when he revved the engine, and her breasts bumped against his back. Despite her rational understanding that this is a mistake, her emotions and body insist that she take in and savor every moment without breaking the silence.
Samantha loses her composure and gives a bear hug to James, making them both horny. A tingling sensation spread through her fingers as she touched his n*****s. But then, without explanation, she grabbed her hands and motioned for James to pull over.
"Just what transpired? Today I am going to show you a very wonderful place." James made a compelling argument, but Samantha was unmoved.
Having flagged down a taxi, she hopped inside. It was a letdown for James. Thinking about touching her mother's husband and the person she despises brings feelings of remorse.
"How come I feel drawn to him? Why does seeing him cause my body to flood with hormones? Is it possible I don't view him as a man? Is it me, or is he attempting to woo me?" Samantha's thoughts wandered with these inquiries as she gazed outside.
She got at the residence in a matter of minutes. But she's not content in any way. Although she strives to suppress the notion of James, her mind cannot help but dwell on him. It took her a long time, but she found a seat next to the books.
The clock chimed midnight.
Samantha finished up her work for the day and put away the books. She was curious as to whether or not James had visited. But she did her best to calm her racing heart and get some rest in bed.
James surprised her by walking in with birthday balloons to wish her a happy day.
As her birthday had passed unnoticed, Samantha was taken aback by this well-wish. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she could not speak.
James shouted to Samantha, "Come with me," and dragged her out of the room.
Samantha agreed to ride with James on the bike because he was the first person in twenty years to wish her a happy birthday, and because he was not free to use car without Andrea's permission.
Her original parents had abandoned her as a child, and Andrea had taken her to the house but had little time to spend with her, so she had no idea that she would ever have a birthday celebration.
Samantha sat on the bike emotionlessly, knowing that the events at the party had done nothing to mar James' reputation.
Her hair falls into her face as she opens the window, and she tries to correct James's view in the rearview mirror.
"When a girl loses hair, it enhances her beauty, but boys never have that option. So, what do we do now?" James said as he operated the automobile.
Samantha recognized James's comments directed at her, but she refrained from drawing his attention. She ignored him and fixed her hair nevertheless.
They pulled up to the shore a short while later, and James promptly halted the car.
Even though nobody was around, Samantha hopped off the bike with her heart racing like a race car. Her feet are hesitating, and she doesn't want to enter.
"It's all right. No, I won't take any action. To join me, kindly follow me. It's been twenty years since we last communicated. The idea that I would misbehave with you and shatter your faith is laughable. Despite my unattractive exterior, I have a nice heart. That's what I'm talking about." James replied as he indicated a table set up on the sand.
There will be a huge cake with candles and a bouquet waiting for her. Samantha feels like she has died and gone to heaven as she listens to the crashing waves and feels the refreshing breeze.
James handed Samantha a knife and instructed her to cut the cake before he blew out the candles.
He started singing happy birthday to Samantha and kept the cake from falling out of her mouth. James's heart softened at the sight of her tears, and he was at a loss for words.
She dried her eyes and gave him a bear hug, beaming with happiness.
"Exactly what went down, Samantha? What's the matter, man?" James asked as he dried Samantha's tears.
Samantha told him she was sorry they hadn't talked in 20 years, explaining that she assumed he'd married Andrea for the money. After the incident at the party, she realized she had misjudged him.
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