I got my order. I changed my clothes and left the restroom. Liam was sound asleep. "Joe, I'm leaving, dear. Today I am not going to college,” I stated.
"You will not be going alone. Allow me to drive you to your home,” Joe said. I was going to say something when I stopped abruptly. There was no reason to stop him if that's what he wanted to do.
I sighed and followed in his footsteps. I was aware that Joe was upset. As a result, I broke the stillness.
"You should have gone to college," I said to Joe.
"No, you are more important than my class," he stated emphatically while driving the car.
"How nice!" I said with a chuckle.
"Nope, I simply want to spend some quality time with you, Ivy," he said. I lowered my head and asked, "In the car? We are free to go somewhere else."
"But you said someone would be coming to your house today," he said.
"Oh, yes," I said. I nearly forgot about it.
"Are you mad at me, Joe?" I asked.
"How can I be upset with you?" he said, smiling. I grinned as I gazed out the window.
We eventually arrived at our destination.
"Thank you, honey," I expressed my gratitude. Joe took my hand in him and kissed it.
He said, "Call me when you're free."
I crawled into his lap and sat there. Joe grabbed my buttocks and rubbed his dong on my buttocks, asking, "Do you still want it?"
I grinned as I smashed my lips together with his.
"No, I need to sleep. I didn't get enough sleep last night."
I opened the door and left his car. Joe gave me a flying kiss and started the car.
When I was about to enter I was startled hearing my brother's voice.
"You're clingy with him."
With widened eyes, I glanced at him and remarked, "Jack, you are a jerk! You frightened me."
"When I saw you with Joe, you frightened me too, sis," he added.
"Don't tell mom," I murmured, frowning at him.
"Mom is quite busy. Perhaps she has forgotten about you," Jack explained.
"What?" I said, raising one of my eyebrows.
He continued, "Yeah, she's busy with a guest."
"Guest? So they've already arrived?” I asked.
"Not them. Is that the only one?” Jack replied.
"Meet up with him. According to my father, he is my uncle,” He even said, When I heard uncle, my heart started racing because dad didn't have a brother.
"Hey,” Jack said to me.
I gazed at him and couldn't think of anything to say. Because I knew who was there.
I stepped inside slowly while my heart was racing so rapidly. I noticed my parents talking with someone. I couldn't see his face; all I could see was his back.
"Here you are, sweetheart. Look, who is it?” Dad explained.
I approached my father but did not look at him.
"Ivy," he called out immediately. Hearing his voice, I instantly recognized who he was. I knew you would be here. When I gazed up at him, my heart stopped. Both of us exchanged looks.
I pressed my lips together. I was unable to give him a clear response. My heart throbbed with a piercing agony. His gaze was fixed on mine. I couldn't bear to look into his eyes any longer. Inside my mind, I had a lot of questions.
"Do you remember him, baby?" my dad said.
"U-uncle," I murmured, nodding yes.
‘How am I supposed to forget him? I used to love him. I don't want to remember anything.’
I took a deep breath. I fixed my gaze on him.
‘My uncle is now more attractive and dashing.’
When he stared at me, I felt a bit embarrassed.
‘Is he still remembering all I did?’ I thought as I bit my lower lip.
Mom told me, "Aaron will stay with us, Ivy."
I made an attempt to smile. However, as I heard her, my heart was pounding.
‘What? As a result, he will continue to live with us as before. How will I deal with him on a day-to-day basis then?’
"Aaron, you should go with Ivy. She'll take you to your room,” Mrs. Tati said.
"Mom, I've just arrived," I was going to say something but she gave me a threatening look and said, "Ivy, go."
"Thank you, sis," Aaron expressed his gratitude. He then turned to face me. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
‘You can do it, Ivy. You're not an 11-year-old child. You are now 19 years old. Why are you so jittery?’
I gave him a sidelong glance before heading upstairs. I took him to the last corner room, from which he had a breathtaking view of the entire garden; its balcony is next to mine.
"It's your room," I responded, clearing my throat. He pulled out his coat. I took a quick glance at his chest before shifting my gaze to the ground. When I looked at him, I felt so weak. He seemed to be dragging me towards him. I was startled to hear a deep voice say, "Ivy." I swiftly shift my gaze to the opposite side. I didn't want to show him that I was still vulnerable to him.
"Yes," I replied.
Aaron asked, "How are you?"
"I'm OK," I said.
Uncle, why are you asking me? You've turned me down so many times. Now you're showing that you care about me.
Aaron smiled as he continued, "You're a big girl now."
What did you think I'd always be like as a little girl?
I fixed my gaze on him. But fuck, he's still got that amazing smile on his face.
"I know, I'm no longer that immature. Someone, though, cannot understand that I am no longer a kid,” I stated.
Uncle began to chuckle when he heard me. I gazed at him, and his expression was the same.
He hasn't changed in any way. I'm sorry, but I won't be able to stay here.
I was about to walk away but Uncle grabbed my hand. My heart skipped a beat. "Uncle," I responded.
Aaron had his gaze fixed on me.
"I heard uncle from your mouth after so many years," he remarked.
Continue..