Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

After the middle-aged man left, Tina leaned comfortably against Jared Farrell’s headboard.

If she couldn’t make fun of him, sure she can find someone else to do so? Perhaps buoyed by a recent minor triumph, Tina soon fell asleep right there on Jared’s bed.

When Jared finally came out wearing a stony expression, he saw the young girl nestled in his bluish-grey cotton duvet, sleeping blissfully. His initial fury softened immediately at the sight. Surprised to find Tina still in his bedroom, Jared was clad only in a towel around his waist. He hesitated at the bathroom door but couldn’t resist moving closer to gaze upon Tina’s resting face.

Despite being asleep, Tina, trained from a young age, remained highly alert. As Jared approached, without even opening her eyes, she promptly grabbed at him. Unanticipated, her delicate, pale hand snatched his towel with a swift tug, exposing him abruptly. Woken by the chaos, both stared at each other, frozen by the sudden awkward silence.

Tina gaped at the now fully exposed Jared, then at the towel in her hand. Reacting as if scalded, she flung the towel back at Jared and turned her face away. Jared, equally embarrassed, wrapped the lower half of his body and teased her as he noticed her cheeks redden like boiled shrimp, “Did you enjoy the view?”

Too embarrassed to look at him, Tina cleared her throat and scoffed, “Too small, didn’t see clearly.”

Jared’s expression soured instantly. He pulled her into his embrace, pressing her close, “Are you sure? Maybe your eyesight is poor. Should I give you another look?”

“Oh? Perhaps one more look?” Tina suggested, glancing again tactfully. Unfortunately, he was already covered by the towel.

Jared staggered, nearly losing his balance.

Did she even realize what she was doing? He was a grown man! Did she think his self-control was that good?

Jared’s dark eyes settled on Tina, her beautiful features making his throat dry. As he leaned over her, a droplet of water from his damp hair fell onto her face, tracing a path that seemed like a tear. He knew his Tina didn’t cry, yet the scene still stunned him momentarily, fixing his gaze on the wet streak across her face.

Underneath him, Tina lay back, her eyes locked on his now mesmerized and predictably more vulnerable expression. Her heart inexplicably ached, prompting her to lean up and kiss his slightly parted lips.

The kiss startled Jared.

The girl he’d been dreaming of had initiated a kiss, a reaction he hadn’t anticipated. Regaining composure sooner, Tina cursed herself for her madness a never-been-kissed girl kissing a man ten years her senior. She’d never admit to being seduced by Jared’s looks.

She covered her embarrassment, “You seem to be quite inexperienced.”

As she tried to get up, Jared pulled her back down, laughing almost breathlessly with irritation. That night, she called his manhood into question, now his kissing; he had to prove himself. With a firm hand, he tilted her chin up and kissed her fiercely. His intense desire merged with the heated breath, swallowing all her defiance in an engulfing blaze.

At first, she struggled, resisted, kicked, punched, even angrily bit his lip. Yet, he persisted, plundering the sweetness he had long observed until the young lady beneath him softened and drowned with him in their entwined breaths.

Late into the night, Tina almost fled back to her room. She sought refuge under her duvet, replaying the suffocating moments when Jared finally released her, then teasingly licked his lips and smiled at her, “How about that?”

After the age of nine, Tina hadn’t experienced such intense emotions. It felt as if a mole were shrieking incessantly inside her. That night, she suddenly realized that she was just a young girl-capable of feeling flustered, shy, and panic-stricken, all because of one person.

Jared Farrell.

The next morning, Jared knocked on Tina’s bedroom door, “Tina, time to get up.”

Hearing Jared’s voice snapped her back to the vivid scenes of the night before, coloring her cheeks crimson.

“Tina, I’m hungry. Aren’t you supposed to be taking care of me?” Jared teased again at the door, “If you don’t come out, I might just have to complain to Grandpa about last night…”

With a sudden start, Tina leaped out of bed, yanked open the door, and glared, “Shut up!”

Jared couldn’t help but laugh, finding her shyness endearing. It was funny how she acted as if he had coerced her, despite her initiating everything the night before. Recalling her panicked escape, he amusedly reflected on her disarray-his first time seeing her so utterly flustered.

By the time Tina finally changed and sorted herself out, ambling into the kitchen, Jared had already laid out the ingredients for breakfast.

“Pasta?” Tina eyed the package in Jared’s hand.

“Want some?” he asked, shaking the box.

Nodding, Tina always had a weak spot for pasta, and Jared seemed to remember that too, accommodating her preference. After last night’s cooking debacle, Tina approached the stove with more determination, ready to prove herself, even if it was just boiling pasta.

Jared, fearing another culinary disaster, stayed to guide her. It should have been simple-boiling water and adding pasta. However, the moment he turned around, Tina had dumped the whole pack of pasta into a pot of boiling water. Oh no.

Jared sighed deeply as the pot on the stove began to bubble over, the messy spill a stark contrast to the potentially simple task.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Fortunately, with Jared watching closely during seasoning, the taste was still acceptable, even if the kitchen was now beyond recognition.

When Tina finally placed the pasta on the table, she felt dejected. Even if the previous night’s pasta was subpar, at least the kitchen had been spared. Why did today have to go like this?

“It’s okay, stop staring. The kitchen won’t clean itself,” Jared consoled her with a helpless tone yet comforting voice, “Just remember what you need to add next time.”

With that, he took the first bite. Thankfully, with his oversight, the flavor was surprisingly good.