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Morten couldn’t get that night out of his head.
It had been a week now and he still couldn’t stop thinking about what happened on the beach… or Amanda.
The way she had looked, the sounds she had made, the little, oh so innocent smile she had sent him after they had… Morten wouldn’t exactly call it love making, he had been too aggressive for that, but she had still smiled at him like that.
He felt so bad about what had happened that night because of what he had started with Fie… and yet… he just couldn’t get that smile out of his head.
For some reason, he didn’t understand, Morten wanted to protect that smile…
But then there was still Fie…
Morten gets even more confused when Fie comes over to ask him to change one of the guest’s car tires. He’s ready to tell her everything right then and there, and to beg for forgiveness on his knees if necessary.
But he never gets the chance and when he’s sitting in the kitchen waiting for another chance after he had argued with that over class snob who thinks people like Morten is put into this world only to kiss people like him in the ass and be grateful for the chance to serve the upper class, then chance once again doesn’t come.
As he makes his way from the kitchen to miss Vera’s room he thinks about Amanda again.
She had smiled like that again, when she had seen him from the dining room window and then… Morten’s heart had fluttered.
Morten shook his head to clear his thoughts before he knocked on the door.
Before he had the chance to react, the door opened and a hand reached out to drake him inside.
Once inside, he found himself face to face with Amanda, who was dressed only in her undergarment, and who was once again smiling at him like he mattered , like he was the sun after a cloudy day.
It made Morten’s heart flutter again.
“I couldn’t think of anything else than the thing with Vera’s bag.” Amanda said with an apologizing smile. “I really hoped that you would come back before I left and then… then you’re here.”
Morten didn’t know what else to do, so he started to back, hoping that the space between would help him clear his mind so that he could think of something to say, but Amanda followed him.
“No one is coming.” She tried to reassure him.
“My mother and sister are down on the beach, and my father is on his way down there too.” She continued, but that wasn’t what scared him.
He wasn’t afraid of being found in her room, he was scared of her.
Of the way she made him feel.
“So… So, we’re all alone.” She finished hopeful and started to lean into a kiss.
Morten knew that he would push her away.
This wasn’t what he had planned.
It was Fie he had started to fall in love with, yet… he didn’t want to push Amanda away, so he let her press her lips against his.
This is going to end badly. Was Morten’s last thought before he answered the kiss.