Prologue
272 Words
Did you ever have those moments when you were so scared and nervous that you wanted to vomit? Because I'm feeling it a hundred times over. I feel like I might pass out at any moment.
I was not good at interacting with boys before much more seducing them.
"Pia, are you listening?" Sean looks at me curiously.
"Sorry. I was just thinking of something." I smiled nervously.
"Are you okay? You're sweating. Do you feel hot? Should I turn on the air conditioner?" He asked worriedly.
"Oh, ah yes it's a little bit warm in here, right?" I laughed awkwardly.
"Uhm...yeah, I guess?" He weirdly looked at me glancing at my thick bathrobe.
I'm wearing my bathrobe over my nightdress because I feel so exposed just thinking of what I'm about to do tonight.
"Don't you want to change to your sleeping clothes? You would feel comfortable." He suggested which I know he's right. I'm just being silly.
I chuckled forcefully. "I'll just pray and then I'll come back in thirty minutes."
I literally sprinted towards my walk-in closet. Turns out I lasted two hours praying over and over again to give me strength in facing my dilemma. When I came back to bed Sean was already fast asleep.
"Sean?" I called him quietly.
"Are you awake?" I whispered. *Please be asleep. Please don't wake up.* I chanted to myself. I waited for a few more seconds.
"Okay, I think you are asleep. We'll do it tomorrow then." I said quietly to myself.
"Goodnight." I quickly lie down on my side of the bed and cover myself fully with a blanket.
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