Loving A STRANGER Chapter 231
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While Fannie waited for a taxi, Kylie and Ethan explained everything to her. As the story concluded, Ethan sighed and lit a cigarette. While they'd been talking, Lucas andFaith had left along with everyone else who had been in the room with them. Dinah had joined Fannie and, by the time their taxi arrived, Kylie and Ethan were the only two left.
Kylie took Ethan's hand and suggested that they should take a walk. Ethan nodded amicably, and they began to walk. They had no destination in mind, but the fresh air was nice. Even though they were in the city, there were trees planted sporadically at the sides of the sidewalk, and most of them were in full bloom. There was a wind blowing, but it was a warm wind.
They had traveled a few blocks when Kylie looked at Ethan and said, "I hope you don't think that I deliberately lied to you."
"I would like to believe that," Ethan replied, "but how did you get here, and where is the car?"
The man's eyes were dark, and his expression was that of one who is very skeptical. His lips closed and pressed into a straight line, and Kylie could tell that he was trying to figure out if he had more to say. She sighed and forced Ethan to stop. "I don't have a special relationship with Ken," she said. "Please, trust me. He isn't even my type!"
Ethan looked at her, and he frowned. "I think that you should go home," he said.
Kylie knew what a proud man Ethan was, but his terrible jealousy was intolerable. Without saying anything more, Ethan turned her around and led her back to the Garbo Palace. They entered together and, when Pupu noticed that his owner's mood was very bad, he ran out to welcome them. He jumped up on them in excitement and liked Kylie's face. "Good boy," Kylie laughed. "Good boy."
Once they got to the second floor, Ethan shoved the dog away from him. Stephen stood in the corridor with a cup of coffee in his hand. He watched Ethan and Kylie pass by in front of him. Pupu approached Ethan again and, when Stephen saw how annoyed he was, he called the dog to himself. Kylie looked at him and silently mouthed two words: Thank you!
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Stephen gave her an ok gesture. Once Ethan got upset, everyone knew that it was in their best interest to try to placate him and make him as comfortable as possible. She showed Stephen her cell phone and silently mouthed three other words: Text me later!"
Kylie looked up, and she realized that Ethan had gotten away from her. She picked up her pace until they were both sides by the side again. As soon as Ethan entered their room, he ordered her to close the door, and he began to undress. He threw his clothes on the bed, went into the bathroom, and closed the door behind him. Of course, Kylie assumed that he was going to take a bath, but then she remembered that he'd had one already that morning, so she knocked on the bathroom door.
She called his name, but he didn't answer. She waited for about five minutes and then she went back to the door. "Shall we have a talk later?" she wondered but, still, Ethan refused to answer her. Kylie sighed, walked over to the bed, and began to fold up his clothes.
Kylie was just finishing with Ethan's clothes when her phone buzzed. She took it out and saw that it was Stephen who'd sent her a text message. She read the message and frowned. She couldn't understand it. The message seemed to be encrypted with a code or something. The text said, "The hair is out of date. No reference. No value."
Kylie read it over a few times and tried to make sense of it. Laurence had been in the intensive care unit two weeks previously, but if that was what he was talking about, it made no sense. She had given Stephen hair from the accident, but it had been fresh.
"I don't understand," Kylie replied, and then she opened the Facebook application on her phone. Stars had messaged her to say that he would be there soon, but there was no specific date given, which was kind of annoying. A second later, a message from Stars appeared and immediately disappeared. "This is really strange," Kylie whispered. "I wonder what he'd said…"
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Kylie frowned and wrote: "When will you be here? The PUBG game is boring without you."
Kylie waited for a while and, when Stars didn't respond, she threw her mobile phone on the bed, went to the bathroom again, and knocked on the door. "Ethan," she grumbled, "have you finished?"
Ethan didn't say a word. Not knowing what else to do, Kylie took out a set of pajamas from the closet and knocked on the door again. "Ethan," she said, "please open the door. I have to use the bathroom..."
Ethan didn't say a word, and he didn't let her in. "Come on," Kylie whined. "I just need to take a pee, and I've got your pajamas with me in case you want them."
"Fine," Ethan hissed, "I will unlock the door, but don't come in until I am behind the curtain. I don't want to look at you, so wait until I say so before you get out. Do you understand?"
Kylie said, "I understand."
As soon as the door opened, though, Kylie rushed in. Ethan was quick, though, and she barely caught a glimpse of him before he pulled the curtain between them. She could still see the shadow of his firm body, though, and it made her sad. At any other time, she could have stripped off her clothes and joined him. It felt good to let her bladder go, though. She had been holding it for a while, and the smell was pungent.
Kylie got up, flushed the toilet, washed her hands, and opened the door. Instead of leaving, though, she stayed inside and closed the door. She pressed her back against the wall and stayed as quiet as she could. Just as she'd planned, it wasn't long before Ethan opened the curtain.
As soon as he saw her, she took a step towards him and offered to get his favorite soap for him. He looked back at her and frowned. He said, "Kylie, you really are shameless."
"You like it," Kylie grinned, "If I had any shame, I wouldn't ever let you fuck you in the way that I do. Why don't you let me wash your back?"
"Fine," Ethan sighed. "There are places that I can't reach anyways."
Kylie found the soap and sat on the ground outside of the tub. He sat forward, and she washed his back. Seeing him naked like this made Kylie horny, but she resisted the urge to force herself on him. He had wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and tight hips; these traits ignited Kylie's desire, and she could feel her panties dampen as her genitals tingled.
Unexpectedly, Ethan turned his head, and she could see that his ear had turned pink under the light. Not wanting to bother him anymore, she got up. "Where are you going?" he wondered.
"Sorry," she replied. "I didn't eat enough at dinner. I am going to get something to eat."
Kylie turned away from him, but he grabbed her hand. It startled her, and she fell into the tub. He caught her, so she didn't fall into the water. He was wet, though, so she was at least a little damp. He helped her up but, in the process, his hands accidentally ended up touching her breasts. "You have been flirting with me all night," he laughed, "Are you sure that you want to leave?"
Kylie's face divided suddenly as a Cheshire's grin appeared upon it. "I don't know," she laughed. "What did you have in mind?"
Ethan said, "Why don't you join me in the bathtub?"
"Only if you undress me," Kylie replied.
Kylie was nearly naked when someone began to knock on the door. The sound startled Kylie so much that this time when she fell into the tub, she actually ended up on her ass, soaking wet!
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