First shower
877 Words
She was asked to take a shower. She gave a second to what he said and went to the place he pointed. She entered the posh and expertly designed bathroom.
Where I can take a shower? Nowhere, a waterfall or any resource if water can be seen, she thought. It is risky for her to ask as it can raise an issue of suspicion. She checked the place thoroughly maybe somewhere she could find a source.
A white thing attached to the left wall caught her eyes. It was not a square in her sense. And not labeled so she can find what it is. She gave a small breath out, at least she can read on this planet. The knowledge is focused on Unix. A say in her land was ‘if you cannot learn you cannot see the wonder of God’.
In the other room, Damien was searching for something in his cabin. After throwing several cloths out he got what he was searching, his white shirt. He wore it, yesterday. He took it and a small smile came up to his face.
I will not give her any clothes beyond this, he decided. He took the shirt and marched to the bathroom. Though he has some of his sister cloths in the mansion he does not want her to find that. He smirked to himself by imaging the girl walking in his shirt.
He likes her, that was clear but some sensation of a pure soul is what he was feeling. It is like she is pure and untouched, like her mother. Just then his phone rings, his mother was on the other line.
He smiled, “Hello, mom.”
“good morning my child. Thank god you remember us” the voice on the other line said
“What are you saying, mom, how can I forgot you.”
“As you did, Damien Welsy Knight” his mother gave a warning to her child
“mom, leave it. Even I am at home, dad never leaves you alone” he said and slightly laughed.
“Where is your sister?” her mother asked the regards of his cousin
“changing the topic, I see. She just comes for one day to meet and then left” he said disapprovingly. Even his sister was not blood-related but he never thought like that. Being the eldest child, he takes care of her and caters her as a child. He and all the other cousin brothers were the ones, responsible for her rebel nature.
“when I am going to see you, son. You see I am not getting any young. Do you find someone special?” his mother asked.
“mom” for the first time in his 25 years he has the answer to that question
“desire” his father’s voice came from the back. He must be awake, not finding the mother in his arms, he thought.
“coming dear” her mother answered
“bye, sweetheart. Your father is up and I need to, aa,, make him coffee”
“take your time momma”
He smiled and hangs up. It is nowhere dad is getting up only with coffee; he wanted to say but hold his tongue.
He looked for his guest. I never asked for her name, he thought, angel, suits her best. Blue eyes and petite body. Delicious.
He eyed the girl watching the toilet seat. She did not even close the bathroom doors, he shrugged and entered.
‘You did not take a shower’ he asked in a dark voice. She turned and checked out the man who was looking at her. She smiled at how he can be there always when she needs.
‘I was about too’ she said in a low voice feeling her partner powerful aura. A man scent, pure masculine, she defined to herself.
He smiled, ‘let me help’. He took her petite waist and pulled both of them in the shower and turned on.
It was not even a full day and he saw her naked and our taking a bath together; a great move, people take months to reach this point in a relationship, he inwardly patted himself.
The angel was pleased with at least she was not caught for the cluelessness of hers. She was astonished that how can simple turns on the metal thing makes water comes out. This place is more magical than Unix, she comes to the conclusion.
He washed her body, taking utmost care as if touching a glass piece. Then gelled her hair. He was happy that she was not refusing his touch and her simple child acts were making his inner demons out. He chooses to act sincerely and not to make the little girl run to hills by his act. Shrewd and skill full approach is what his godfather has taught him.
‘what is your name nymph?’ he asked.
The angel's breath caught in her throat. Why did he call her nymph, did she got caught? Will her punishment will increase?
After a while, she took the point that he used the word as a normal abbreviate,
‘Donna’
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