𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 |𝟏𝟖+|

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Etta Valentines POV

"Migs, don't you think you should respond to whoever keeps texting you? They obviously need you for something."

"Nah. it can wait."

Miguel was currently helping me pack for the spontaneous trip he's planned for us. The fact that we leave in less than twenty four hours is a little crazy, but i'd be lying to say i wasn't extremely looking forward to it.

Two and a half weeks we're there.

Yep.

19 whole days spent in a luxury cabin upstate with just me and Miguel. And whilst I am extremely excited, I'm also extremly nervous. Worrying about him pressuring me into doing something isn't an issue because I know he'd never hurt me like that.

But what if...what if I was to initiate something?

What if my inexpeirice truly did ruin something? What if he tires of me? What if-

"Etts, you're frowning. What's the matter?"

Oh right. Catching myself in the mirror, I found I truly was pouting. Oops.

"Oh, it's nothing."

Miguel sighed, clucked his tongue and stalked towards me. "Lets try this again." He whirled me around and sat me atop my desk. "What's going on in that worrisome head of yours?"

Smiling softly, I tugged at his shirt. He'd been so open and hoenst with me earlier that it would be unfair not to be honst with him. There's so much I still haven't shared with him yet, and in time I know I might be able to confide in him but for now I'll settle for present worries, not past ones.

And whilst I know it pained him to be shut down by that glimmer into a past hurt last night, I'm so very grateful to have stumbled upon this modern man who doesn't force me to tell him things that time is still slowly healing.

"I think I wanna see Meg before we leave." It was still only just past midday so we had plenty of time. We agreed it would be easeir to sleep at Guels tonight since he still needed to pack so, maybe I'll ask him to drop me by Meg's beforehand.

"Alright baby. Now tell me what really had you frowning."

God, it was intimatidng how well he could read me. And whilst the admission was on the tip of my tongue, I can't just say oh yeah, what if I lose my virginity whilst we're away, can I?

I really need to see Meg.

"I'm okay Migs. I just need Meg." He eyed me, still waiting for further explanation so I bit the bullet in the best way I could. "It's girl stuff."

It took him a second before he smiled. "I can do girl stuff. The female body doesn't scare me baby. It should be worshipped not-"

I pressed a finger to his supple lips. "It's non disclosable."

Playfully frowning at me, he nibbled my fingertip. "Will I be the topic of this non disclosable girl stuff?"

I shook my head, laughing. "Maybe. Maybe not."

"Uh, fine." He huffed dramatically, before grinning devilishly. "Can I have a kiss to compensate for my lack of knowledge?"