His Darling

Chapter Nine

TRISTAN

So, picture this – you tell this girl that has always been on your mind, one way or another, since you were a teenager that she has made you believe in a committed relationship, and she throws up. Like wow what an ego boost that was.

All she had to do was tell me to fuck off.

I couldn't blame her though, for feeling sick after all the shrimp she ate and the windy road didn't help matters.

I took her home and helped her clean up – I even washed her hair while she took a bath. She made me wait for her to get in the tub and held her boobs while I was in there with her – so I couldn't "see" anything.

"You know that I have seen you naked right?" I asked her as I wet her hair.

"No, you haven't." she denied.

I couldn't help but laugh at this denial of hers. I killed to have her naked in the way I once did. She was perfection and I loved her ivory skin. She had bumps and imperfections, but it proved that she was real and I wanted everything of her.

I never cared about those things before. I wasn't looking for anything from the countless girls that entered my bed - they gave me pleasure at the bare minimum, that's what mattered, that's what was important.

"Coconut and Blossoms?" l asked her. She just nodded her head.

"I always wondered what made you smell like sunshine." I giggled to myself.

"Sunshine?" she laughed at me.

"Don't laugh Willow! That is the only way to explain how you smell - and I've always been obsessed with what it was. Who knew just washing your hair would have told me." I told her, basically blushing the whole time.

"What do the other girls smell like?" she asked me.

l instantly knew the answer - "So much sugar, it's almost suffocating."

Most girls scent didn't concern me, truthfully, I was otherwise occupied.

But Willow made me want to wonder every small detail about her. Learn what truly made her who she was, even down to the scent of shampoo or body wash she used - whatever she was willing to divulge, I wanted to know what it was.

"Thank you for today." she barely whispered to me. "It meant more to me than I care to admit." She confessed.

"I'm glad you had a nice day." I told where while I continued to wash her hair.

"And for this, too." She told me while turning her neck to look up at me. Her green eyes would be my weakness forever.

"I think I'm enjoying it more than you are." She laughed to herself.

"I'm naked, so I would hope you are having a good time!"

"Who is naked?" I looked around confused and she slapped my arm.

"I'm still pretty bare, even though I am still covering my breasts."

I continued to wash her hair as she remained silent. There was something very comforting about just being here with her. I next began slowly washing her body because I didn't want to leave just yet if she would let me stay forever I would.

"Your confession, about me?" She asked.

I nodded my head in understanding, "Yeah?" I asked her to continue.

"It wasn't lost on me, and my reaction wasn't by throwing up." She said.

"Maybe no more seafood and curvy roads for you." There was some type of fear in her eyes, but I couldn't figure out why.