Thays Emmanuelle Rossetti's point of view
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I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE I KISSED HIM, I was just going to touch my lips on his briefly, but he actually went for the kiss. At each second that passed, I felt more and more conscious about his hand on my waist, his skin on mine, because it made my body burn. That son of a bitch made me want to actually go to bed with him, which is absurd.
And you know what's more absurd? How hard he is under me right now. I know that isn't something you can control, but fuck. I'm in his lap, it's really hard to act as if there's nothing happening. As if there isn't a big and hard thing pressing on my ass. His grip on my waist isn't helping either.
Ha, I know what the problem is. It's because it's been months since I last had sex. That must be why his touch is setting me on fire like this and it's extremely annoying.
The lies rolled easily out of my lips, the secret is basing them on the truth, that way it's also harder to blow it off. But when I realized, I was already too wrapped up on his mom's vail. I ended up talking too much about my family, which was my mistake. Now she clearly got me on her hook, in a way I can't back off without blowing it off.
…We are two weeks from the Christmas holiday. 16 days to be more precise. And if I have to lie for about two days longer than that, it'll be 18. 5 books per day as we agreed on. As 5x18 equals 90, it means that at the end I would be getting ninety books from him for free. And I could also chose the most expensive and great ones I want.
It's hard to throw it aside.
Nevertheless, there's two big downsides.
1. I'll have to lie to my family and allow them to meet the Vaughn-Solomon, which could result in them bonding. And that would be terrible, since we are lying about being together.
2. It would mean to be, around 8 days, with that satanás and sharing one room. One bed. Which would, definitely, be catastrophic.
But 90 books…
"Thays?" She called me and I blinked.
"Are you sure my big family won't be a problem, Amber? They are really chaotic."
"No, dear. It'll be an honor to have them with us. So, what do you say? You will come, right?" She came closer and held my hand.
Jesus Christ why is she so compelling? She's making me feel terribly guilty for lying like this. Opposite to what I thought, she does seem to be a wonderful person and a loving mother. And I'm fooling her with her son.
For… books.
"I…" I gulped. "Alright," I exclaimed after long instants of silence. "We'll go."
She jumped from the couch and hugged me tight, giggling like a golden retriever, "Yes. Oh my God, dear. I knew you would answer the call of this mother. I'll prepare a special chamber for you too, so you will be able to enjoy the time there alone."
I really don't want to like her, but she's making it hard. And I bet this asshole will complain about me agreeing on it, but what else could I say? She really managed to corner me to say yes on this.
"See, son? She has more sense than you. I knew she wouldn't let you back off on our family tradition," then she pinched my cheek. "The family will love you, dear."
"Mom. You got what you wanted. Now, can you leave us alone?" To my surprise, he tightened his grip on my waist, bringing me closer to his naked chest. "We have more important things to do."
Grinning, she got up with her bag in hands, and that full-of-teeth smile on. "Of course. It's good. You really are in the best age to give me grandchildren," I gasped and she winked at us. "They will definitely come gorgeous, seeing as you two are outstandingly beautiful."
"Mom!" Aaron yelled, his pale skin turning crimson.
"Oh, come on. I know how you youngblood are nowadays. So, just, enjoy yourselves. We'll be waiting for you and your family in the island, Thays. Tell them you will be spending around 10 days there!" What? 10? Wasn't it just a week? "We always stay a little longer after Christmas. Sometimes we even prolong it to new year."
For heaven's sake, no. That's would mean two weeks with Aaron, acting like we are dating, and sleeping in the same damn room. It would be the worst nightmare ever, and dangerous for both of us. We need to keep our distance, we always did.
"Mother, don't get too excited!"
"What? We should be celebrating. You are finally dating again after years, son. And with a jewel such as Thays. Besides the new year is also a holiday, it won't kill to extend it, right? Yes. That's an amazing idea," she said to herself, clapping her hands together. "I'll tell everyone that we'll be extending our week to two weeks, and spending the new year in the island too. Everyone will love to be able to rest for a little longer. Tell your family that they will stay for 15 days with us, darling!"
"Jesus amado," I muttered under my breath.
Aaron gulped, "Mom, that's too much."
"No. It's the ideal. Oh my," she giggled like a happy baby. "I have to go there and began the preparations. And arrange lots of cool things for you to do in the island. It'll be our biggest private event yet, so I'll make sure to prepare lots of adventures for you to enjoy in there. Like I said, the island is huge, you will love it!"
"Mother," he tried again.
"I have to go. It was amazing meeting you, Thays. See you in a week, dear," than she blew some kisses in the air at us, and ran out of my home, closing the door behind her.
We were both left speechless.
What the hell was that?
Blinking, I stared at where she had left, "And I thought mamãe was a agent of chaos. Yours seems to be in a equal footing with her, which is very worrisome."
"We're fucked!"
"No shit?" I scoffed and jumped from his lap, "Take your paws off me. And why did you kissed me, asshole? I was just going to touch your lips to sound more convincing."
"And how would I know that? You think I have telepathy or something? I thought you came for a kiss, so I just kissed you back not to blow it up."
I shot him a glare, "You are making my life troublesome, vagabundo. You know that, right? Do you understand that I'll have to lie to minha família now? Can you grasp how big of a problem this turning out to be, maldito? For fuck's sake."
"Don't come at me. I tried to back away and not go to this damned thing. You are the one who accepted it!" Oh, hell no.
Scoff, "And what was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to be rude to your mom and tell her that there was no way I would going there? Didn't you see how she cornered me? Caralho. She knew what she was doing. She's as scheming as mamãe!"
"That's why I came to you."
"You shouldn't have!" I snapped.
"Thays, the building is mine but I do not deal with anyone else in here but the syndic and security. They are all dudes. You are the only woman that lives here, whom I talk to. It's not like I had time to go after anyone else," and how is that my problem?
I shot my eyebrows up, "We don't talk. We fight. There's a enormous difference."
"Same thing. We speak, even if it is to throw curses at one another. Hateful relationship or not, you are still the only one I could come to. Besides, I'll be paying you."