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“Pourquoi ?”
“I don’t know. I just…it excited me to see her smile.”
“You didn’t need to buy her expensive lingerie to see her smile.” She walked over and patted my chest. “Just share your heart and you will always see her smile.”
Chapter Nineteen
gabriella
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“You seem far away. What’s troubling you?”
I leaned back against Phillippe’s chest. I think this is the most intimate we’ve been apart from kissing. I can feel his heart beating and the steady rhythm is calming. I can also feel something else pressing against my behind. I’m trying not to get too close, but the third person in our little day at the park is making it’s presence known.
I lifted his hand looking at his long, thick fingers and the vast palm. These are the hands of a strong man. A man that knows what he wants and how to get it. I placed my hand against his and it dwarfed in comparison.
“You have incredibly large hands.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
I was suddenly reminded of my Aunt Niki’s words about the size of a man’s hand in relation to the size of a couple of other parts of his body. I looked at Phillippe’s feet and they too were extremely large. And judging from the third person at our picnic, I think it was safe to say Aunt Niki’s theory might be correct. My mind went to a place I’ve been trying to avoi
d, especially while conscious.
“Uhm…depends?”
“Depends?”
“Oui. Depends on the current need.”
“Excusez moi?” I tilted my head and looked up at him smiling. “I sense someone is being bad.”
“Who me?”
“Oui, vous avec le beau sourire.”
“You lost me on that one.”
“The one with the beautiful smile.”
“Merci.” I got back in my spot.
“I want to ask you something.”
“Ce quoi?”
He lifted my hand and kissed it. “Don’t take this the wrong way and it’s not a ploy, just curiosity.” I turned to face him. “Why have you decided to wait until marriage to have sex?”
I tucked my hair behind my ear and looked at him. I knew at some point this was going to come up and he’d want a more defined answer. “I uhm…”
“Is it because of God or did something happen?”
“It’s because of God. I believe in and love Him, so I choose to follow His word and commands. It’s not like he doesn’t want me to have sex. He just wants me to share that only with my husband.” I looked at him waiting on a response. “I love God first and foremost. Yes, I could have had sex and I know God would have forgiven me, but I don’t think I would have forgiven myself.”
“You don’t?”
“No.”
