Behind The Scenes

97. Jo

I feel like I've been to heaven. It's crazy what this man next to me who is combing his hair can make me feel. The feeling I feel in this still warm bathroom is wonderful. My muscles and my mind are relaxed.
I curled my hair a little, put on some mascara and some lip gloss. I'm ready.
"Hero, are you ready?" I ask him while I put on some comfortable sneakers, because I have the impression that we will walk quite a lot.
"Here I am." He comes out of the bathroom after spraying himself the perfume.
He's handsome. I love the outfit he chose, and those white Converse suits him perfectly. I walk around him looking at him curiously.
"What's up?" he says.
I put my hands on his shoulders. "You're particularly sexy dressed like this," I tell him jokingly and chuckling.
He smiles, and his dimple comes out. "Ah, you think?"
"Mh-hm," I nod.
He takes a step back and looks at me from head to toe. "So we want to talk about this tight-fitting sweater you put on?"
I feel blushing and my hands are starting to sweat. He still has the same effect on me, as if for the first time.
He comes over again and puts his big hands on my waist. I feel the butterflies take flight in my stomach... He pushes my body against him and kisses me.
"Let's go, come on," he says.
We leave my room and head to his because he has forgotten something. He opens the door and I wait outside. I peek inside and see that he has left a mess... what a nuisance. He comes back wearing sunglasses. Wow... I've never seen him with glasses, but they look really good on him.
"I like them," I tell him.
He pulls his hair back and smiles, a little embarrassed. Aw, he's too cute. "Thanks."
I take his hand and interlace my fingers with his. I'll never stop thinking about how tall he is. I remember my first impression of him was "Gosh, he's tall!" and I still think that every time he is next to me.
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I'm tired. Luckily I wore snickers otherwise my feet would literally be dead. We walked around Central Park, it was great. The route is very long but pleasant and relaxing. Hero and I didn't hold hands or kiss each other, someone knew us and we couldn't expose ourselves like that, also because we're not allowed to do it until the contract expires, but I don't think we'll do it anyway, so nothing changes. Despite this, there was no shortage of heart eyes, we jokingly teased each other and flirted with every word he said. I loved the way he bit his bottom lip every time he stared at me for more than ten seconds, the way we kept eye contact and the tension I felt between our bodies. Anna every now and then, when he wasn't paying attention, nudged me, she understood what we did tonight and then she tried to get a few words out of my mouth, but she couldn't. When I started getting tired, Hero was always careful to make sure I was okay.
All in all, we had a great day.
I took the pill and now I'm in his room, we had decided to sleep separately today but I couldn't do it and I went to knock on his door. I'm in his arms as I caress his chest and he strokes my hair.
"Did you have fun today?" he asks me in a voice hoarse from sleep.
I nod, I'm too tired to speak.
"Then we'll go back alone. Just the two of us."
When he says it, something comes to mind. I didn't give him his Christmas present. That mess happened and I even got it out of my head and then I thought maybe it would be better to wait to give it to him... and it was actually a good idea. When we get back to Los Angeles I'll give it to him, a little late but that's okay.