Chapter 23 - Ethan

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What the...

I barely process the question. Madeline is coughing. I jump up and help her, tapping her back and giving her napkin.

"Sweetness, I'm sorry," I say to her. Luckily, we're seated in the secluded area so no one can see us.

She just nods and wipes her face. "Oh my God, Ethan! What is wrong with you?" She complains once she composed herself.

I sit back. "That's my words, Sweetness! Why did you ask something like that like you want to discuss the weather?" I complain.

"I leaned and whispered," she reminds me.

"Not good enough," I say. "And what the hell did you ask me about this thing?"

"Because... um..." Now her voice is smaller and her face blushes. "You know we... um... did that without, um... protection. So I just uh..." I raise my hand and stop her.

"You mean you are afraid that I gave you STD?" She nods and her face blushes even more.

I laugh. "Okay, first, that was the first sex I had without protection. Second, I just tested 3 months ago before we had sex and I haven't been with anyone until you... just you, I might add." And now her face as red as the apple.

"Why does Ben need to give you a Viagra that night?" She whispers.

I shrug. "I don't know. But maybe if he gave me a sleeping pill, the result would be the two of us sleep without having sex at all. And if I sober enough, I can find a way to make me 100% conscious and hunt him down."

She nods and I mumble, "he doesn't know that I don't need Viagra to lose control in front of you."

Her face is getting redder, almost violet. She clears her throat. "Well, as for the pregnancy, I'm sure I'm not pregnant. The time was wrong."

I nod. Weirdly, it flashes in my mind. If Madeline was pregnant with my baby, I could tie her down for the rest of our life. When I saw her with baby Archie, I really wanted that to happen. She holds our baby with the softest smile I ever see. And just like that, the southern traitor back to life. Oh, hi there, buddy! When I was in China, the southern traitor was a hermit, even though one of our clients brought us to the bar with a lot of sexy dancers. I thought something wrong with me, but when I came back to the hotel, Madeline's face came to my mind, and I jerk off with her as the main character in my fantasy. And, talking about my fantasy, my cock feels as hard as rock right now. Damn it! I adjust my seat uncomfortably.

She looks at me with her aquamarine eyes seriously. "You trust me, right?"

I look back at her eyes. Weirdly, I do. Never crossed my mind since the day she defended me in front of everyone that I don't believe her. And it scares me. Normally, it takes years for me to trust somebody.

I nod "I have trust in you, Madeline Parker."

***

I take Madeline to the indoor rink. I asked Jack to book it earlier. Madeline still clueless where we are going. Her dress is too thin for the ice rink, but I'm wearing a suit. I'll give mine to her later.

"Where are we going? Do I need to prepare anything for this meeting?" She asks me while we are close to the drop off.

"You'll see," I say.

We go into the rink and Madeline gasps. The rink is empty. It's just the two of us.

"Can you skate?" I ask her.

"You booked this place? We're not here for work, are we?" She looks at me, but her lips twitch up.

I shake my head and lean to her ear "this is a date," I whisper.

"Mr. Hall!" Booming a voice and I pull back from Madeline. Her face blushes and I chuckle. Turn around, I find Bob is walking towards us.

"Good day, Bob! And I thought we already decided that you call me Ethan." Bob is the staff here. He helped us a lot when we were filming one of our films here and taught the actresses to skate. I swore he almost killed one actress because she was acting like a selfish diva. But he kept his patience to teach her. Since then, every time we had an ice skate scene, we sent the stars here if they couldn't skate.

"Good day Ethan," he grins, and he looks at Madeline. "Good day Ms..."

"Madeline, please call me Mads," says Madeline with a sweet smile.

Bob nods. "Good day, Mads! Come here, let me help you to pick your shoes." He gestures to Madeline, and she follows him.

I put my suit on the bench. Later, after skating, Madeline can wear it if she cold. "Can you skate, Sweetness?" I ask her, and she shrugs.

"Last time I skated was when I was 20. So it's been almost 6 years," she says.

I go down to the rink and give my hand to her. "Come! I won't let you fall"

She laughs and takes it. Her first few steps are a shaky but she manages it alright. I let her go slowly, and she skates by herself.

She laughs. "I missed this!" she screams joyfully and opens her arm. My heart swells. Her hair is swinging softly behind her back, her smile is so sweet, her eyes sparkle. She looks like an angel.

We skated some times. Turns out Madeline is an excellent skater. She can move backward smoothly. And my traitor eyes following her hips and ass. Suddenly, I feel my pants a bit tight. Damn it! I need a distraction.

I skate to her and take her hand, skate slowly with her. "Wanna play a game?"

"What?" she asks, grinning. She is so relaxed, and I can't help from grinning to. When is the last time I grin widely like this with a woman? The answer is years ago.

"Let's play tag." And I kiss her palm. "Tag," I whisper, looking her in the eyes and smile wickedly. I skate run away from her.

She laughs and tries to catch me. She is fast, but my strides are longer than her. Suddenly, she stops and takes another way. I haven't expected that. We are face to face and she touches my hand. "Tag!" She says, and she skates away from me.

"Wise ass!" I yell at her and she laughs. I run to her and she tries to do the fast stride. Suddenly, she lost her balance. I skate as fast as I can and hold her waist. We fall together, but I manage to spin us, so I'm the one who falls to the ice, and she falls onto me. We laugh so hard, and Madeline rolls to her side. Now we are side by side laying on the ice. Looking at each other and laughing.

We stop at the same time. I tuck the tendril behind her ears. Our eyes locked. I come above her and lean to her. I stop when our lips almost touch. I look at her deeply, asking for her Our breath mingles. Everything seems to stop around me.

Madeline swallows hard, but her eyes slowly travel to my mouth, and she licks her lips. A groan escape from me and I close the distance. I kiss her soft lips. This kiss is different from the one in the hospital. We kiss softly, sweetly, almost yearning. I trace her lips with my tongue. I can feel her breath hitch. After a while, she opens her mouth. My tongue slides in. Our tongue mingles, she moans. My mouth travels from her sweet lips to her neck and her cleavage, her dress' cut not too low, but it still reveals her chest. My hand squeezes her breast and her moans grow louder. I come back to claim her lips. My hand touches her harden nipple while ,y other hand touches the side of her body, that's when my hand accidentaly touches her dress is wet.. damn! I forgot we lay down on the ice. She will be cold once she gets up from here. So, with all the control I have, I pull back.

Her aquamarine eyes snap open, her eyes glassy. She blinks few times. "Wh... what happened Ethan?" She is blushing, her lips swollen.

I pull her standing, and her wet dress touches her back and she shivers. "I don't want you to catch a cold." My voice is still raw. Her kiss affects me like no one else ever does.

"You're wet," I say and she blushes more. I realize what I said, and I laugh. "I mean literally wet, Sweetness" I touch her back dress and she jumps a bit from the coldness. My eyes slowly travel down and her eyes follow me. "Are you wet too?" I ask, still looking at where her pussy hides behind her dress.

"Gosh, Ethan!" She laughs despite her blush and pushes me. We skate back to the bench. I take my suit and cover her back. "Feel better?" I ask her and she nods. "Come! They sell some shirts and sweatpants there."

We change into our shoes. I take Madeline's hand and we go to the counter. Bob gives Madeline the shirts and sweatpants. She goes to the exchange room. I pay for the shirts.

Madeline comes out and with her wallet in her hand. "How much Bob?" she asks, and Bob just stares at her. Madeline frowns, confused. "Oh!" She realizes it. She takes $50 from her wallet and gives it to me. Of course I don't take it.

"Come on, Sweetness." I laugh. She is the first woman who did this to me. And damn! This makes me fall harder with her.

She narrows her eyes. "Fine, I'm giving back the shirts after I wash it," she says to me. I laugh, shake my head, and kiss her temple. "Let's go!" I put my arms around her shoulders and pull her closer to me. She willingly comes. "Bye Bob!" I say, and Madeline also says her goodbye to Bob.

"Good bye Mads, Ethan! Nice choice E!" He nudges his head towards Madeline. I nod and grin like a fool while Madeline's face blushes (again). How many times she blush today? And damn, I love it!

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