Chapter 568 - Five Hundred And Sixty-Eight: Sorry, Im Not Ripe Yet (1/2)

The third point of view:

”Wow, what a nice evening,” Anabelle muttered, rubbing her shoulders.

”Do you feel cold?” Julie asked, watching her closely.

”No -” Anabelle was still saying when he took off his jacket and wore it on her.

”But I don't -”

”Shhh,” He pressed his finger against her lips, she went red in the face.

”You're my woman, your comfort is my priority,” Julie said as he helped her put on the jacket.

Anabelle boomed with joy, she had seen this type of scene so many times in movies. Who knew she would ever experience one? God, she could die from happiness now. She felt jolly.

”How do you feel now?” he asked Anabelle who was safely cocooned in the warmth of his jacket. They were outside and Lincolnshire's weather got cold at night even though it was summer.

”Better,” she smiled at Julie who intertwined their hands and continued their journey.

Without him watching, Anabelle brought the jacket to her nose and took a long sniff. As expected, he smelled of pine which was kind of strong and masculine - he was just her type. His scent increases her desire for a sexual encounter.

Although they hadn't exactly done it, Anabelle could still remember the way her body tingled at his touch. It was almost as if her body came alive and the sensation? It was heavenly.

Anabelle had just a hint of the forbidden fruit and now, she wanted to experience the real thing. Isabella had called it the best feeling ever, she wanted to feel that way as well.

So lost was Anabelle in thought that she didn't notice when Julie stopped and she ran into his back.

”Hey,” He steadied her by placing both hands on her shoulder, ”Are you okay?”

”Of course!”

Julie stared at her skeptically,

”Are you sure?” he didn't believe her. Not to mention that Anabelle was a bad liar.

”Yes, I am,” Her face was already beet red. How was she going to tell him that she was daydreaming about them having sex?

But then, it hit Anabelle. Wasn't Julie her boyfriend? Having sex wasn't that one of the benefits of being together? If she doesn't have sex with him? Who then?

Hence, Anabelle summoned courage and asked a question that the previous her wouldn't even have attempted.

”When are we going to have sex?”

”What?!” Julie almost choked on his saliva. Where did that question come from?

”When are we going to have sex? Like real sex,”