Chapter Eleven: Let's talk (1)

Right now he wanted to just pleasure her. He had no intentions of having sex with nor making love to her. He sure did define these in two different terms that he knew had their time. At the moment, she wasn't ready. He didn't intend on getting hold of a regrowing flower. He wanted a grown-up flower and for that he would give her the needed amount of sunshine and water she needed. Yes that was the wisest choice.

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'' Do you like the food?" Asked Denis as they were sitted in the dining room. He had cooked for them and they were eating something of his creation. He loved cooking and went to the extend of making up his own food recipes. She had volonteered to help but he had refused based on the grounds that she was a guest in his home and she couldn't argue further.

They had had to speak on somethings at least to be sure of their relationship now.

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Earlier that day...

In the middle of sharing their fiery kiss, Denis had carried her to the couch where they had just kissed more till they had really swollen. They laid there entangled and enjoyed the warmth each of them released.

Getting to come down from the pleasure she felt, she tried to get out of his grasp so she could make her way to the restroom.

'' We need to talk. '' said Liza as Denis let her go and she made her way towards ''her room's . 

Denis knew they needed the talk at least to clearify each other's status mutually. The least he needed or wanted right now was fooling around, less with a broken soul. Not that he had a problem with broken type which was his number one choice. He didn't have to worry about being used as rebound because his good looks and good nature always won the hearts of many.

He then got up from where he was and headed to the paint room because he had pent up feelingq that he didn't comprend very well. He decided to paint a little while waiting for her. He won't take long just scratches then he will be back and judging from the way women loved to spend much time in the restrooms.

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Back in the restroom, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and tried to rego over what just happened. She looked at her flustered skin and her way to swollen lips and they still felt warm. No they were hot. She didn't really know what went over her to let herself to be kissed by her sexy teacher. She opened the tap and splashed some water on her face to calm down.

They were not really that different in age but checking the odds, if they were to engage in a romantic relationship, she doubted she would be able to get going properly in class and she feared to be daydreaming during lectures.

She really needed to talk with him. She had decided to accept him if he came for her but it was all so sudden. Aniways, do it for Alex. She told herself. Yes do it for her.

When she returned, Denis waited for her on the couch after he realized he should better wait for her so she won't come and search for him again like she did earlier.

'' So what should we do to kill time right now while waiting for lunch?" Asked Denis with a friendly smile on his face. He thought it better to do so while waiting for their talk. He would've said he was nervous if he was a woman but now he was kind of just being impatient. It wasn't like him to feel that way but the issue with this woman was alarming.

'' Hmm.... seriously I got no idea. Since we are at your place I would like to know where we are first. ''

'' Yh sorry about that. We are at the outskirts of the town. ''

'' You should be probably filthy rich to live in this place.''

'' I will say I like comfort. '' He wanted to brush it off because he didn't like people referring to him as wealthy even though he was filthy richbut he prefered to stay low about that. 

'' Okay. While being at it. You remember we have to talk right?"