Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 72 The Engagement (Part One)

The last time Terence was in BH City, he was so close to having sex with her. Now that she was in his

arms again, and they were both lying in her bed, Terence felt he was turned on.

He still remembered how bitter and wronged he felt last time she refused him.

He felt like she was a glorious meal that had been served in a plate and placed right in front of him. An

inch away and he would eat her alive. But the plate had an invisible cover that prevented him from

touching her.

Or maybe, he just wanted the cover to open up itself rather than opening it by force.

"Carla? Were you asleep?" Terence tried to call her again to test if she had really fallen asleep.

He waited and waited but there was no response.

Carla fell into her dreams as soon as her skin touched the bed. She had been having a hard time falling

asleep lately until tonight. Though she was completely relaxed, her arms still covered her body as a

gesture of protecting herself. Terence, on the other side of the bed, could clearly hear her rhythmic

breathing.

He tried, with all his strength, to suppress the desire coming from between his legs. He breathed

heavily and reached over to her earlobe, giving it a soft yet vengeful bite suddenly. The woman had

already fallen in deep sleep and had no idea what the man lying beside her was going through. Feeling

uncomfortable and dejected, Terence returned to his side of the bed and forced himself to sleep.

Around six o'clock the next morning, Carla was woken up from her dreams by a loud noise coming

from the living room.

"Terence! You told me last night that I'd still see you when I wake up in the morning! Yey! You're really

here! Tell me, tell me! Do you know any kind of magic or something? Like Harry Potter?! You know like

when you cast a spell and you'll just show up in front of people! That is so cool!"

Sean laughed out aloud like it was Christmas morning. He curled up onto Terence's arm like a Koala

and screamed with excitement.

"Of course I know magic. You know what? I know every kind of magic in the world. If you don't believe

me, see it for yourself on the bookshelf in your room!"

Terence claimed with confidence and patted Sean's shoulder. He noticed that Sean had grown taller.

The kid's height barely reached his belly button when they first met and now, Sean was almost

towering his chest.

Sean couldn't believe what he just heard and suddenly dropped himself down to the floor, rushing

inside his room.

Ten seconds later... "Oh my god!" Sean couldn't hold his extreme excitement and shrieked from his

room. "Terence! You got me the whole set of the comic book! I only mentioned it once to you and you

remembered! I need to take this to school and show it around the class so the other kids will know that

I have the whole collection! Thank you so much!"

Although Terence couldn't see Sean's face, he knew that little Sean was blown away by his simple

gesture. He guessed that Sean was already going through the comic book after a long silence so he

turned around and opened the door of the master bedroom.

Carla heard his footsteps and suddenly threw herself on the pillow and pretended to be asleep. A few

breaths after, the door opened and Terence walked directly to the bed.

"Hey sleepy head, I know you're already awake," Terence called out to her. He reached for the blanket

and gently pulled it to the side. Seeing her unmoving body, he jumped to the bed and hugged her from

behind. 'Mmm, she's so warm, ' Terence murmured softly.

Carla felt her body being wrapped by his arms so she opened one of her eyes to try and take a look at

him. Terence adjusted his position so Carla quickly closed the eye and kept her pretense of still being

asleep.

Slowly, a cozy feeling rose inside of her. She didn't know when it all started but whenever she was

around Terence, she would automatically feel comfortable, like she was at home. He was like her

guardian angel. Whenever difficulties came her way, he would appear right in front of her eyes and

protect her from any troubles.

Maybe she had already opened herself up to him, started to rely on him and constantly thought of him

even if she wasn't aware. She tried to put a name to what she was feeling but she couldn't find the right

word.

"Hey pumpkin, I'm heading back to JA City today. Since I've made Sean happy with those comic books,

do you want to make me happy by giving me something in return?" Terence's voice suddenly rose from

behind her. However, he didn't sound normal. She could tell how hoarse his voice had become.

Terence bit her earlobe gently and brushed his lips softly at the back of her neck. Carla instantly felt a

stream of electric shock traveling down her spine. Suddenly, she could see numerous invisible pink

bubbles floating around in the air.

She felt goosebumps from her neck to her earlobe, sending a thousand butterflies in her stomach. Out

of impulse, she drew her neck away from his mouth and adjusted her position. She could feel the heat

radiating from her cheeks and the man's body.

Knowing that she couldn't hide it anymore, she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She reached over and gave him a light kiss on his right cheek.

"I haven't brushed by teeth so don't make me kiss somewhere else please." Carla gave a quick glance

at his seductive lips and leaned back on the bed.

A surprise kiss that she initiated herself made Terence very satisfied. Although it was just a brief touch

on his cheek, it was the first time that she was the one kissing him. Terence raised his eyebrows with

delight and curled up his lips. He didn't give her any chance to escape as he grabbed onto her chin and

gave her a little peck on the lips.

"I don't care about that. Come on, do it one more time!" Terence exclaimed afterwards. From NôvelDrama.Org.

Terence's childish face amused her so she burst into laughter. She thought to herself, 'How on earth

can a man of his stature act like a baby? Even Sean could do a better job than this.' The thought made

her laugh even more.

"Hey Carla, are you laughing at me? What is so funny though?" Terence had a feeling that she was

having some weird imagination about him. He pulled her close and pat her gently on the forehead with

his palm. He whispered to her ear, "Carla, can I graduate from your school of discipline now? I can't do

this anymore."

As he whispered the words, he pulled her close to his body and rested his arm around her tiny waist,

locking her inside his warm embrace.

Carla used all of her strength to create a short distance from him. She then lied face-down on the bed,

just in case his hands decided to invade her.

Carla turned her head to Terence and tenderly explained, "Terence, I told you once and I'll say it again

for you. My family has been very strict on me. Before my mom passed away, she told me over and over

again to keep myself safe from various men out there."

Marian—Carla's mother—was very familiar with the woes of society so she was extremely prudent in

her way of educating Carla. Because of this, Carla inherited her mom's cautiousness.

She knew that she might be seen as weird. However, she couldn't care less about other people's

opinion. Moreover, she had never been in a relationship before. When she entered a relationship with

someone, she wanted it to be serious. She wanted it to be with the right man, with someone that she

could see herself marrying in the future. She wanted to do it in the right place at the right time as well.

Apparently, Terence hasn't met her expectations quite yet.

"I know that society has changed drastically over the years. People are now more liberated and open-

minded with their beliefs. It's completely normal for them to just randomly find someone and you know,

start relationships, fall in love, even do 'it'. But... relationships are messy and someone always gets

hurt. In many cases, good people have a higher chance, especially women," she smothered a sigh and

slowly uttered.

For her, saving her virginity wasn't just because of her upbringing but also for the promise she made to

herself. She promised to save it for her husband on the day of their wedding.