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The whole night, Elliot remained by my side. With Nicholas here, he was on guard. And thanks to him, Nicholas nor Emma nor Sophia ever dared to bother me.
Lawrence, on the other hand, wandered around the gallery after he greeted Estela’s group.
I glanced at his direction from time to time.
I couldn’t help it.
It was like my eyes just kept on traveling to him even though I didn’t want to.
“Zo…. e…. oe… ZOE…”
I automatically glanced at Elliot.
“I said, do you want to watch a movie later? Either your room or mine?” Elliot chuckled as he rubbed my arm.
I blinked, and it took a while to register what he said to my brain.
After I graduated from Artem, I had finally accumulated enough money to buy me a condo unit, and of course, Elliot purchased a unit too. Although we were not living together in a single unit, his unit was just beside mine, and he would often sleep in my flat. But don’t get me wrong, we didn’t break the last barrier.
Elliot had always been a gentleman and kind and caring. We would kiss and hug – but that was it.
It was not that I was against it, it was just that, whenever things went out of hand, Elliot would always stop and laugh it off.
Sometimes, I even wondered if he was gay.
But of course, I had proven time and time again that he was not. I felt the desire and lust with just his touches alone not to mention the bulge from his pants whenever we were alone together.
I was often amazed by his self-control.
He was much more self-controlled than I am!
“Hey, you okay? It’s not like you to be so quiet.” Elliot teased as he slightly put pressure on gripping my shoulder.
Then I looked at him and smiled. “Sorry, I’m a little worn out today, can we postpone it tomorrow?”
I didn’t lie. I was literally exhausted with the gallery and all and unexpectedly meeting Lawrence again drained half of my energy.
I need to recuperate.
Elliot just shrugged my rejection off.
“Alright, you rest. I’ll be here in New Haven for a week anyway. We have plenty of time to be together.”
Elliot had always been busy ever since he too graduated college in Harvard, majoring in business. Since then, he kept a tight schedule with his business travels. Their family business was a counterpart of Grandpa Luke in Russia although Grandpa Luke was a level ahead.
I didn’t say anything and just sweetly smiled at him while hugging him tightly. Letting him know that I appreciated everything he did.
Not once did I regretted that I said yes to him.
Elliot was a wonderful man to be with. He would always be the one to adjust to accommodate my schedule which I somehow felt guilty about.
“Hey, what’re you doing? Don’t rub your face on my suit. Your make up will smudge.” He laughed when I started to rub my face against his chest – my gesture of endearment towards him whenever he made me happy.
Even though he protested, he didn’t have the slightest bit of intention to push me away from him.
Lawrence glanced at the gorgeous pink haired girl laughing in the arms of a handsome young man with golden brown hair.
He couldn’t help but frown as he averted his eyes.
He sighed and slumped his hands in the pocket of his pants while he closed his eyes tight.
“I was too late……”
He whispered and smiled mockingly at himself.
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