Chapter 20
Authors Note: PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT RAIN AND MARIE SAY TO EACH OTHER. It is very important and will tell you a lot about this story's future.
- Rain's Point Of View -
I exit the bathroom where I had been changing and stretch, throwing my arms up into the air and standing on my tiptoes. I haven't done that for 6 days now, and it feels really good. It also feels good to be back in my clothes, currently a tight tube top and my favorite pair of really, really low rise jean shorts. The pearls haven't left my neck either. Domon gets up from the chair he is sitting on and approaches me from behind, placing one hand on the small of my back, one on my right hip. I lean back and close my eyes, reveling in his touch and smell.
"You look really hot." He says, and I laugh at how he talks like I'm some swimsuit model.
"You're just lucky I get to wear my own clothes again, those hospital aprons don't make me look so 'hot'" I say, sighing with content as he traces a gentle finger over my exposed stomach.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that..." he says, and I giggle, catching his hint.
"Thanks for staying with me last night. I love sleeping with you." I say as he stops tickling me.
"Oh, so now you want to sleep with me?" he teases, "Girls are confusing."
I elbow him before turning around to look him straight in the eye. Then I kiss him softly, sucking gently on his bottom lip. When I stop, I smile and whisper, "How's that for confusing?"
He grins and licks his lips.
"I don't know, I'm still a little lost." He challenges.
"Oh yeah?" I challenge back.
He kisses me this time, capturing my lips, his tongue exploring the roof of my mouth. His hand continues to caress my back gently as we kiss again and again. Before long, he's planning little kisses around my neck and upper chest. I arch my head back and groan gently, taking pleasure from his tender love. He takes a second and stops to look in my eyes as he brings a hand from my back and traces my neck. But I wait, because I know he's not sure about something, and I know that tracing my neck isn't it.
And I was right. After a moment, his hand travels downward slightly, stopping just above the line that shows my cleavage. He starts to trail his finger down just the top part of it, a question in his eyes. I nod, saying without words that this is okay and kiss him to ensure it. He opens his mouth, and I start to explore it, our tongues meeting time and time again. He traces the full length of my cleavage line now, and steals away from my lips to plant a kiss there. I laugh out loud at his playfulness, and he seizes this opportunity to capture my bottom lip, sucking lightly on it, groaning with pleasure. He plays with the bottom of my shirt, asking to take it off, and I shake my head no. I'm leaving soon; I can't do that now, no matter how much I want too.
"I'm sorry." He says sincerely, and I smile at him.
"Oh, its not that, Marie will be here soon, and I don't exactly want her to see me with my top off."
I rest against his chest breathing hard, trying to slow my heart rate. But I grin all the same, and I let Domon see it. He grins too, and he wraps his arms around me and pulls me into a giant bear hug. I scream in good humor and mock fear until he sets me down. Then I take one step back from him and seize both of his hands in mine, clasping them together.
"Someone's a little feisty!" I exclaim, and he gives me a sheepish smile.
"I wasn't feisty!" he says defensively, so I give him a look.
"Okay, okay, so maybe I was a little feisty." He hesitates for a moment to add impact, "I missed you."
I give him a quick peck on the lips.
"I missed you too."
Just then, the door opened and Marie Louise, my best girl friend, walked quietly inside to the sight of Domon and I staring at each other with clasped hands. I shoot Domon one last smile before turning to Marie and running to her, giving her a huge hug.
"Ahh!!! Rain I missed you SO much!!! Ohhhh....."
I hug her for a long time before I let her go, wiping my eyes.
"How have you been?" she asks, "I can't believe you're walking again!"
"Oh, I've been alright, given the situation." I say, throwing a wink at Domon. I don't notice Marie seeing this as well.
"Mmm mmm mmm I bet you have." She says in a way that makes me give her an elbow. But instead of fighting her, I turn to Domon, and grab my purse.
"Okay, we're taking off." I look to Domon, a little worried. This is the first time he and I have really been apart since Seitt first attacked me, and I was a little nervous. But the doctors said that this was good for me, and I personally needed some girl time. I could tell Domon was a little nervous too, but he sent me a smile.
I went over to Domon and gave him a hug, wrapping my arms around his neck and breathing in and out. He secured his arms around my waist, closing his eyes, and I could feel him breathe too. I didn't want to leave him here, but I knew I had to . So I broke the embrace and gave him a small peck on the cheek.
"Bye." I say softly.
"Bye." He says, touching my cheek.
I smile one last time at him as Marie and I walk out the door. But as soon as we're out, Marie makes me feel as if it's the old times, before all this, where we'd obsess about our boyfriends and how much homework we had.
"Oh my God Rain, I have officially fallen for George!" she nearly screams as we head to the mall in her car. "He's so proper, with beautiful manners, always looking out for me! I feel like a princess falling for a knight in shining armor, just like in those romance novels you and I used to read, eh?"
I laugh and talk with her during the car ride, and she asks me about Domon. At first, I smile and avoid eye contact with her.
"So?" she asks me for the fortieth time, "What's going on between you two?"
I gush everything, about being in love, how well he treat me, how my parents came in and he was there, how my parents love him, everything.
"Oh Rain I'm so happy for you!" she says as we pull into the mall parking lot.
"He's taking me on vacation in a couple days." I add.
"Really!" Marie squeals. She's a real sucker for this lovey-dovey stuff. "Where?"
"Well," I explain, "we were originally going to go on a cruise from Florida, but that got cancelled, so we are renting our own cottage on St. Thomas Island! With our own hot tub and everything!" I couldn't help but get swept away in the excitement she gushed out.
"Ahhh!!!" she screams as we pull into a parking spot. She gets out and we jump up and down together for no apparent reason.
"Wait..." she says suddenly, "You didn't break your vow did you?"
"Vow..." I rack my brain for some lost promise I had made.
"Your vow of virginity?!" she asks, barely able to contain herself as she awaited the answer.
"Oh! Oh no, no we haven't. Domon has respected me greatly in such a way. We go pretty far together, but never over that line. Have you and George?" I inquire, interested now.
"No, no George would never do such an unrespectable thing." She says, and we smile at each other.
We stroll the mall awhile, around half an hour or so. I buy a new pair of really short jean shorts and a micro mini skirt for vacation, on Marie's insistence. But when we pass a Victoria's Secret, Marie nearly drags me in.
"C'mon," she says as we walk through the store, "even you said that you go pretty far with Domon, and you're going on vacation with him. He respected your virginity wish, so it's your turn to do something for him, eh?"
I smile, realizing it's true. She picks through the racks, searching for one for us both. Finally, she holds one up in triumph, and I look at it, then at her.
"Try it on!" she says.
"No way!" I state.
"Oh come on..." she whines, and I snatch the bra from her.
"Fine."
"Yes!" she cries and follows me to the dressing room.
I enter a dressing stall and take off my shirt, sliding on the bra. It's a pink-rose-peach color, which sets off my skin tone perfectly. The bra works like a push-up, but it doesn't look like one. It's doesn't cover a lot, only what it absolutely has too, but it doesn't look too skimpy either.
Not to mention my boobs look huge.
"Lemmmie see!" cries a familiar voice, and I yell back to Marie.
"Fine, I'm coming out."
I walk out, and she gasps and jumps up and down with delight.
"Rain it's perfect! You look so sexy...oh I wish I had a figure like you..."
I smile and return to the dressing room, donning my bra and shirt. We exit the dressing room together, and I pick out a really little thong, while Marie picks out a new bra as well. We check out, but it's not ten minutes later that we're back, trying on swimsuits.
"Pick out the littlest one you can find Rain." She instructs, and I look at her as though she's lost it.
"Hey," she defends, "only Domon is going to see it, and I doubt if he'll mind. In fact, I doubt it'll be on very long in that hot tub..."
"Ugh Marie!" I say and I slap her arm playfully. We both smile, and secretly, I hope she's right.
Finally, I find the perfect one. It is the exact color of my eyes, and I can roll the whole bottom piece into my hand. That's how much fabric this suit doesn't have. It barely covers my top, but despite my uncertainties and reservations, it wasn't too much, and Marie wouldn't let me leave the store without it. So I tried it on, bought it, and we headed home.
Marie dropped me off at the hospital, and after a tearful goodbye, I headed back up to my room. When I opened the door, I saw Domon sitting on my bed, reading a magazine.
"Hey." I say as I lean against the doorway.
"Hey." he says as he motions for me to come sit down by him.
I do, and I kiss him for a long moment before cuddling up next to him and sighing.
"How was you're shopping trip?" he asks, and I ponder that for a minute.
"Interesting..." I say finally.
"Can I see what you bought?" he reaches for the bag, but I pull it out of his grasp.
"Not 'til vacation!"
Authors Note: PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT RAIN AND MARIE SAY TO EACH OTHER. It is very important and will tell you a lot about this story's future.
- Rain's Point Of View -
I exit the bathroom where I had been changing and stretch, throwing my arms up into the air and standing on my tiptoes. I haven't done that for 6 days now, and it feels really good. It also feels good to be back in my clothes, currently a tight tube top and my favorite pair of really, really low rise jean shorts. The pearls haven't left my neck either. Domon gets up from the chair he is sitting on and approaches me from behind, placing one hand on the small of my back, one on my right hip. I lean back and close my eyes, reveling in his touch and smell.
"You look really hot." He says, and I laugh at how he talks like I'm some swimsuit model.
"You're just lucky I get to wear my own clothes again, those hospital aprons don't make me look so 'hot'" I say, sighing with content as he traces a gentle finger over my exposed stomach.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that..." he says, and I giggle, catching his hint.
"Thanks for staying with me last night. I love sleeping with you." I say as he stops tickling me.
"Oh, so now you want to sleep with me?" he teases, "Girls are confusing."
I elbow him before turning around to look him straight in the eye. Then I kiss him softly, sucking gently on his bottom lip. When I stop, I smile and whisper, "How's that for confusing?"
He grins and licks his lips.
"I don't know, I'm still a little lost." He challenges.
"Oh yeah?" I challenge back.
He kisses me this time, capturing my lips, his tongue exploring the roof of my mouth. His hand continues to caress my back gently as we kiss again and again. Before long, he's planning little kisses around my neck and upper chest. I arch my head back and groan gently, taking pleasure from his tender love. He takes a second and stops to look in my eyes as he brings a hand from my back and traces my neck. But I wait, because I know he's not sure about something, and I know that tracing my neck isn't it.
And I was right. After a moment, his hand travels downward slightly, stopping just above the line that shows my cleavage. He starts to trail his finger down just the top part of it, a question in his eyes. I nod, saying without words that this is okay and kiss him to ensure it. He opens his mouth, and I start to explore it, our tongues meeting time and time again. He traces the full length of my cleavage line now, and steals away from my lips to plant a kiss there. I laugh out loud at his playfulness, and he seizes this opportunity to capture my bottom lip, sucking lightly on it, groaning with pleasure. He plays with the bottom of my shirt, asking to take it off, and I shake my head no. I'm leaving soon; I can't do that now, no matter how much I want too.
"I'm sorry." He says sincerely, and I smile at him.
"Oh, its not that, Marie will be here soon, and I don't exactly want her to see me with my top off."
I rest against his chest breathing hard, trying to slow my heart rate. But I grin all the same, and I let Domon see it. He grins too, and he wraps his arms around me and pulls me into a giant bear hug. I scream in good humor and mock fear until he sets me down. Then I take one step back from him and seize both of his hands in mine, clasping them together.
"Someone's a little feisty!" I exclaim, and he gives me a sheepish smile.
"I wasn't feisty!" he says defensively, so I give him a look.
"Okay, okay, so maybe I was a little feisty." He hesitates for a moment to add impact, "I missed you."
I give him a quick peck on the lips.
"I missed you too."
Just then, the door opened and Marie Louise, my best girl friend, walked quietly inside to the sight of Domon and I staring at each other with clasped hands. I shoot Domon one last smile before turning to Marie and running to her, giving her a huge hug.
"Ahh!!! Rain I missed you SO much!!! Ohhhh....."
I hug her for a long time before I let her go, wiping my eyes.
"How have you been?" she asks, "I can't believe you're walking again!"
"Oh, I've been alright, given the situation." I say, throwing a wink at Domon. I don't notice Marie seeing this as well.
"Mmm mmm mmm I bet you have." She says in a way that makes me give her an elbow. But instead of fighting her, I turn to Domon, and grab my purse.
"Okay, we're taking off." I look to Domon, a little worried. This is the first time he and I have really been apart since Seitt first attacked me, and I was a little nervous. But the doctors said that this was good for me, and I personally needed some girl time. I could tell Domon was a little nervous too, but he sent me a smile.
I went over to Domon and gave him a hug, wrapping my arms around his neck and breathing in and out. He secured his arms around my waist, closing his eyes, and I could feel him breathe too. I didn't want to leave him here, but I knew I had to . So I broke the embrace and gave him a small peck on the cheek.
"Bye." I say softly.
"Bye." He says, touching my cheek.
I smile one last time at him as Marie and I walk out the door. But as soon as we're out, Marie makes me feel as if it's the old times, before all this, where we'd obsess about our boyfriends and how much homework we had.
"Oh my God Rain, I have officially fallen for George!" she nearly screams as we head to the mall in her car. "He's so proper, with beautiful manners, always looking out for me! I feel like a princess falling for a knight in shining armor, just like in those romance novels you and I used to read, eh?"
I laugh and talk with her during the car ride, and she asks me about Domon. At first, I smile and avoid eye contact with her.
"So?" she asks me for the fortieth time, "What's going on between you two?"
I gush everything, about being in love, how well he treat me, how my parents came in and he was there, how my parents love him, everything.
"Oh Rain I'm so happy for you!" she says as we pull into the mall parking lot.
"He's taking me on vacation in a couple days." I add.
"Really!" Marie squeals. She's a real sucker for this lovey-dovey stuff. "Where?"
"Well," I explain, "we were originally going to go on a cruise from Florida, but that got cancelled, so we are renting our own cottage on St. Thomas Island! With our own hot tub and everything!" I couldn't help but get swept away in the excitement she gushed out.
"Ahhh!!!" she screams as we pull into a parking spot. She gets out and we jump up and down together for no apparent reason.
"Wait..." she says suddenly, "You didn't break your vow did you?"
"Vow..." I rack my brain for some lost promise I had made.
"Your vow of virginity?!" she asks, barely able to contain herself as she awaited the answer.
"Oh! Oh no, no we haven't. Domon has respected me greatly in such a way. We go pretty far together, but never over that line. Have you and George?" I inquire, interested now.
"No, no George would never do such an unrespectable thing." She says, and we smile at each other.
We stroll the mall awhile, around half an hour or so. I buy a new pair of really short jean shorts and a micro mini skirt for vacation, on Marie's insistence. But when we pass a Victoria's Secret, Marie nearly drags me in.
"C'mon," she says as we walk through the store, "even you said that you go pretty far with Domon, and you're going on vacation with him. He respected your virginity wish, so it's your turn to do something for him, eh?"
I smile, realizing it's true. She picks through the racks, searching for one for us both. Finally, she holds one up in triumph, and I look at it, then at her.
"Try it on!" she says.
"No way!" I state.
"Oh come on..." she whines, and I snatch the bra from her.
"Fine."
"Yes!" she cries and follows me to the dressing room.
I enter a dressing stall and take off my shirt, sliding on the bra. It's a pink-rose-peach color, which sets off my skin tone perfectly. The bra works like a push-up, but it doesn't look like one. It's doesn't cover a lot, only what it absolutely has too, but it doesn't look too skimpy either.
Not to mention my boobs look huge.
"Lemmmie see!" cries a familiar voice, and I yell back to Marie.
"Fine, I'm coming out."
I walk out, and she gasps and jumps up and down with delight.
"Rain it's perfect! You look so sexy...oh I wish I had a figure like you..."
I smile and return to the dressing room, donning my bra and shirt. We exit the dressing room together, and I pick out a really little thong, while Marie picks out a new bra as well. We check out, but it's not ten minutes later that we're back, trying on swimsuits.
"Pick out the littlest one you can find Rain." She instructs, and I look at her as though she's lost it.
"Hey," she defends, "only Domon is going to see it, and I doubt if he'll mind. In fact, I doubt it'll be on very long in that hot tub..."
"Ugh Marie!" I say and I slap her arm playfully. We both smile, and secretly, I hope she's right.
Finally, I find the perfect one. It is the exact color of my eyes, and I can roll the whole bottom piece into my hand. That's how much fabric this suit doesn't have. It barely covers my top, but despite my uncertainties and reservations, it wasn't too much, and Marie wouldn't let me leave the store without it. So I tried it on, bought it, and we headed home.
Marie dropped me off at the hospital, and after a tearful goodbye, I headed back up to my room. When I opened the door, I saw Domon sitting on my bed, reading a magazine.
"Hey." I say as I lean against the doorway.
"Hey." he says as he motions for me to come sit down by him.
I do, and I kiss him for a long moment before cuddling up next to him and sighing.
"How was you're shopping trip?" he asks, and I ponder that for a minute.
"Interesting..." I say finally.
"Can I see what you bought?" he reaches for the bag, but I pull it out of his grasp.
"Not 'til vacation!"