“Alexander, I’m running late to prepare breakfast. Will you do it fast?” I ask as he dries my body and hair with a towel in slow motion and with affection. Although I’m loving the way he is doing this, I’m worried that I’ll get late in preparing the breakfast.
He makes me sit on the bathroom countertop and instructs me, “Sit here quietly. You’re not going to cook today.”
“Why? It’s my duty—” He shushes me by placing his finger on my lips.
“Now your only duty is to stay with me.” He whispers, caressing my cheek, his loving gaze fixed on me.
“Alexander, I want to stay with you, but we have to keep our relationship secret until I tell about us to my aunt.” I explain to him, taking his hand in mine.
“So tell her, Alice.” He utters, wrapping the towel around his neck.
“I need some time. P
