I can tell the sincerity by the way she kept talking and talking...

This is my Cara.

I know she cares.

Because she shows how much she does.

I know she loves me.

Because she makes me feel it.

And she should know that I love her too.

Because I can sense that she's having doubts.

I'm here to wash all of her uncertainties away.

"Babe, you're cute when you ramble. Please stop apologizing. You already made it up to me by being here. That's what matters."

"Ken, I just...uhh I-uh..." Cara being incoherent right now is just not going to help. Ugh!

"Babe, please stop it!" Dang it. I'm losing patience.

I can see right through her eyes that she's sorry and she wants to tell me something.

Cara, just spit it out!

I wonder what's through her mind...

"Ken, I brought you something... It's on the table downstairs. I really am sorry and I don't want you to forgive me just because I am here. I kind of did something for you tonight."

What the hell?! A surprise at 9pm?! She really is worth keeping...

"Well...let's go downstairs, babe. I'm excited. I love you so much, Cara!!!"

"You haven't even seen it yet. By the way, I love you, too, babe." There it is. Our endearment. BABE.

I smiled widely at her as a form of teasing her. Hahaha she's so cute when she's all tomato-looking. My baby.

I think she regained her composure when she leaned in and crashed her lips into mine.

Sweet and passionate.

Who knew I could make Cara, the womanizer, settle with just me and be content?

Who cares? As long as she's only mine.

Cara's already licking my body downwards as she's already between my breasts. I'm not gonna lie that I don't lime it but...

Are we fucking doing it right now?!

Right here?!

I think she forgot that she planned something for tonight...

Oh my God! Is this her plan-- to get in my pants?!

Cara was already unbuttoning my bra when I spoke...

"Babe, let's slow down."

Damn! I didn't even notice that I was half naked.

"Alright, love. I apologize for rushing. Let's head downstairs." Cara said way too fast and she handed me back my tank top.

"Yeah." I'm wordless for what she made me feel. I think I am wet.

But I think she's also disappointed at me because I stopped her.

Dis she really want to have sex with me right now?

I don't think I am ready to give that to her...

I'm sorry, love.

Cara held my hand and we went of my room.

I noticed that her hand was cold so I started to ask her...

"Are you mad at me? Or disappointed at least?"

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