His Little Flower (Felix and Flora) novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20 

I lay down on my bed 

with a thud, giving him the stinky eye. He didn’t really notice, or maybe he deliberately ignored it. He sat down on the bed beside me, untying his shoelaces and getting comfortable. He took off his tie and threw it on my study table. 

He was sitting up, looking at the ceiling, and I was looking at him. His hair curled a little at the nape of his neck. It was messy. He was due a haircut. 

She doesn’t like me for real.” Felix said finally. “She just wants to have sex.” 

“And you?” My response was quick and sharp. “Do you?” 

He looked at me sideways. “I wouldn’t mind it.” He mumbled. 

“Have sex with me then. Not her.” 

His eyes widened, and he stared at me for a second, his mouth slightly agape. When he didn’t say anything, I grabbed his hand, in a rare moment of courage, and kept it on my boob, His eyes flew up to mine. I raised my eyebrows. He didn’t remove his hand, but he didn’t squeeze or anything. He just kept it there, slightly shaking. 

I was shaking too. 

It felt surreal, and my heart was beating right out of my chest. I think he could feel it underneath his hand. 

“You’re not ready, Flora.” He said finally. He still hadn’t moved his hand. He stared into my eyes intensely, 

“So, you’ll run to her?” 

“I won’t have sex with her.” He assured me. “Or anyone else. Not until you’re ready.” 

“I am ready” My voice fell a few decibels. “I know I am.” 

“Yeah?” His hand slid slowly up my chest. I could feel my nerves were on fire. He lightly grazed my collarbone with the tip of his finger, and I think I stopped breathing. His hand reached upwards and closed lightly around my neck. “You’re ready for me, hah, flower?” 

This was a strange feeling. Something allen was erupting inside me and it was so discomfiting and so good at the same time. 

“Yes.” I whispered. 

He cocked his head to the side. “I don’t think so.” 

I narrowed my eyes at him. At least, I tried to. “Why do you get to decide?” I accused. 

“I just do, baby.” He slowly withdrew his hand from my neck, I sat up. 

I felt a little rejected. Was he making excuses? Did he just not want to do it with me? Did he not find me attractive? Sometimes I thought he saw me as 

a child. He would always see me as one. I longed for the day he would see me as a girl he wanted to be with, could be with. 

It was like he read my mind. “I’m going to make your first time special, alright?” He said softly. “And then every time after that, Flora.” 

I nodded, blushing. Suddenly, I felt very stupid. I could still feel 

el his hand on my boob, I would feel it for days. 

Felix left soon after. I walked him down to his car and then came back inside, planning to run upstairs to hang out with my parents doing just that, when a hand on my T shirt pulled me back. 

“Your father is…occupied.” 

“Oh.” I said, “A work meeting or something?” 

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