"Arnold" she called in the middle of the kiss.
"It's bed time." She pulled her lips away.
"Let's go to bed." He carried her into his arms and laid her on the bed.
He laid looking up to the ceiling with an arm above his head.
"You were jealous when you saw me with Ace right." She turned her face to the side facing him.
"No, I don't I like him." He replied straightly.
"Why?." She asked.
"The way he holds you as if he owns you. I don't like it. I didn't like when he kissed you." He creased his brow.
"You don't own me either Arnold."
"I do. You're My Girlfriend now." He turned to look at her.
"Girlfriend?." She asked.
"Yes, Girlfriend. So you should now know your limitations." He turned his face away.
"If you choose to be with him then it's fine. I'd let you go." Jenna fell quiet.
"But for now You're Mine." He said. She felt happy hearing those words. Finally!
Jenna nodded.
"Why are you untouched till now?." He asked and she lowered her gaze.
"Want my virginity to be broken by a man I truly love. A man that would never do anything to see me hurt." She told and Arnold let out a short chuckle.
"What sort of a thing is that?. What's love?." (Rhetorical question)
"Love is a feeling. A very sweet feeling of protection, care, admiration for a person. When we love we want all the best and all good things and happiness for our lover. We'd do everything to make them happy and when they're sad we'd be sad too.
When you're in love you'd understand Arnold."
Arnold listened carefully and he was already interested in all what she had to say.
"You know I've always wished for a perfect man. I know everyone has flaws but I've always wished for a man that would love, protect and care for me. A man that my safety matters to him. An incredible lover. They're quite difficult to find." She played with her fingers.
"I hope you find your Mister Perfect." He shrugged.
"It's you Arnold. You're my Mister Perfect." She said in her head.
"Don't tell me you've got no plans of getting married someday."
"I'd live and die as a lonely man Jenna." He said with a blank face expression.
"You don't think you'd give love a chance maybe?." She titled her head.
"I don't know. If I was destined to find a person then I would but I'd only hurt her at the end cause the love won't last." He said.
"Why?." She became curious.
"I might die." He halted as he saw her shocked face.
"I mean, we all would die someday wouldn't we?." He raised his brow and she nodded.
"Yes I know but at least you'd get to spend time with her before we all die." She let out a sad chuckle.
"Sadly yes." He gave a faint smile.
"When would our acting stop?." She asked.
"What acting?."
"This Dating thing." She said
"Why You're scared and tired of me already?." He grinned.
"I can never be scared of you Arnold. I want to stay with you and I'd never leave." She said as she looked like she'd cry.
"I'm a bad man and I don't want to hurt you. I know someday I'd come back and I wouldn't see you anywhere. Know that you aren't the first and you wouldn't be the last either." His face looked scary and it all sounded creepy.
"Other girls had been here?." She asked.
"Some of them died and some were buried here." He grinned at her looking at her scared face.
"Stop it Arnold. That wasn't funny." She frowned and threw a pillow at him.
"Wait..you mean you've kissed some other girls too?." She asked.
"Are you jealous?." He leaned in and whispered to her ear.
"No i just asked." She felt his breathe on her neck.
He was on top of her but placed both his hands on the bed not to crush her.
"Well you sound jealous to me." He grinned as he slipped his hands to grab her waist. She was halfly seated. He titled his head and started kissing her neck. She closed her eyes with her mouth slightly opened.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he kept kissing her. He went down to her stomach and kissed her way up to her neck again.
He slowly caressed her neck and arm then to her stomach way up to her breast. Her heart was racing and her body began to heat up.
He removed the lace handle down to her arm making way for the breast to be visible.
She quickly covered it with her hand then he slowly took her hand away.
"You don't need to be shy. I had already seen it before now." He grinned looking at we confused face.
"It was slightly opened, I helped you cover it." He explained.
At lest she now knew he didn't take advantage of her that night.
He tilted his head and kissed her all over her neck to her ears. He muses and touch were so soft and tender. He did it like he had the whole time in the world.
He traced his finger to her lace and brought it down now showing her left peach(breast). He looked at her, he knew she was so aroused and it gave him approval.
He stared at it for a while. He closed his eyes tightly and groaned as if he was in pain. He tried hiding it but it was too painful to hold back. he covered coveted her lace up.
"Are you okay?." She asked worriedly as she sat up.
"You should go to sleep. It's quite late." He climbed out of the bed and she wondered where he was going to.
"Where are you going?." She asked looking at his back.
"To my room. Don't worry you'll be fine here." He walked out of the door.
What just happened? Did she do anything wrong? Was he angry over something? And why was he holding on to his body so tight? Did he eat something bad?.