NovelEnglishQuincy didn't dare to interrupt him, merely edged a bit closer in silence.
Everett, standing there alone, was already quite the sight. Add to that the presence of a softly appealing young woman by his side, and passersby couldn't help turning their heads, wondering if they'd stumbled onto a TV show set, though no cameras were in sight.
As Quincy drew nearer, she eventually made out that Everett seemed to be on the phone with his father, discussing something about marriage.
Her cheeks flushed a shade of pink, a hint of shyness in her demeanor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Is it Jonathan on the phone?" "Yeah." Everett gave her a fleeting glance, his expression unreadable, "Asking about the progress." "Progress on the marriage?" He started walking towards the hotel, his voice as calm as ever, "What else?" Quincy paused for a moment before hurrying to keep up with his stride.
Once in the room, Everett casually took a seat on the couch, elegantly crossing his legs, and fiddled with his tie before looking up at her.
"Aren't you familiar with the drill? Blindfold yourself." Following his gaze, Quincy noticed the cloth on the table meant for covering her eyes.
She had thought that Everett preferred the blindfold only the first tfor sty, but it seemed the initial step was still to be blindfolded? "Mr. Lopez, I... I'm a bit scared of the dark, can we skip it this time?" she attempted to negotiate.
Because Quincy wanted to witness the look of utter abandon on Everett's face as he lost himself in the moment with her.
She didn't want to spend all their intimate moments in darkness, missing the connection.
"Sure," Everett agreed promptly.
But before Quincy could even revel in his consent, she saw him stand up, intending to leave the room.
"Mr. Lopez?" "You're not in the mood today?" She was taken aback, "No, that's not it. I the Just didn't want to be b be with you..." Contended, It's not that I don't "I don't like to see the eyes of the woman I'm with." to to What Everett implied was clear: if there's no blindfold, there will be no intimacy.
Quincy was, admittedly, somewhat perplexed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter all... this kind of preference could be understandable for the first time, given they were strangers! It added an element of excitement and ty, helping to ease the O strangeness between them. But the second taround, still insisting on a blindfold? "Mr. Lopez, may I ask why it has to be this way?" "That's a rather forward question, one I prefer not to answer." Saying this, Everett made to open the door.
Quincy quickly blocked his path! In that moment, Everett instinctively wanted to step back.
But logic told him he needed to control hispulsions! Otherwise, Quincy would realize he never really got close to her.
"Mr. Lopez, please don't go! I was just asking." "I told you, I'd rather not discuss this." Everett remained firm.
Just as Quincy was about to give up, he suddenly broached the subject himself.
"I have a unique psychological condition. If my partner isn't blindfolded, I feel... nothing." || Quincy never expected it to be a situation like this! Recalling what Dorothy had mentioned before, and considering sof Everett's peculiar habits, this reason seemed somewhat acceptable, Reasonable, even.
"Don't go, I'll wear the blindfold." She bit her lower lip, "I'll try to amodate you as best as I can If there's anything you're unhappy with, Mr. Lopez, please speak up! Moving forward... we're going to be family. There's no need to kide anything."
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