Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 150 Five Lola's Groom (VIII)

Throughout the week, they settle into a comfortable and natural routine of daily life.James was at school every day, and Laura was commuting between the office and the courthouse.In the evening, the old lady will have dinner with them. After dinner, the old lady will go back to her room to rest. James and Lola are used to chatting, mainly about his homework, or her courtroom. circumstances of the trial.

Occasionally, their conversation turns to more personal topics.James clearly doesn't trust rich people, and even though Laura understands why, it still hurts her to be classified as one of the people, things, and things he doesn't trust.The truth is, getting him to like her has become more and more important.

As far as James is concerned, understanding Laura and her outlook on life has become an important thing.But both clearly have something to do with her past, and her parents.Therefore, every time he mentioned these things, she always quickly changed the topic.

As for the other, more disturbing matter, both James and Laura must be careful to hide the fact that they are increasingly attracted to each other.Ever since they emerged from Laura's room that day, neither could deny their attraction to each other.

All right!What's the big deal if James admits he's attracted to Laura?Doesn't that just prove that he is normal?Shouldn't a man be attracted to a beautiful woman?

Of course, Laura also had to acknowledge his attractiveness, but she blamed it on circumstances.If she hadn't played the role of husband and wife with him, she would never have been attracted to him, had she?And attraction of opposites is natural.

Both Lola and James are still ready to fulfill their original agreement.Before long, they will revert to their old identities and willfully ignore that they have been alone all along, and they will no longer remember that they were more and more lonely day by day, or more correctly, night after night. Like to have the other side.Laura, in particular, had to ignore the fact that when James moved out of this room, there would be no one here to talk to her, and occasionally make her laugh.

That Friday, the court was adjourned because of the weekend.So that alone was cause for celebration, and James had received his exam report card with honors, so they decided to go out and celebrate.When James insisted that he pay the bill, Laura didn't refuse.She came to understand that there was at least one thing that James was rich in, and that was pride.He took her to a mid-priced restaurant, had a nice meal, and then took her to a dance.

After a dance, it was nearly midnight, and Laura said angrily, "I think we should go home."

"No, not yet." James pulled her into his arms.A refreshing southern dance music slowly flowed in the air, attracting a couple of men and women on the dance floor to fall into each other's arms.

Something deep inside Laura told her that slow dancing with this man was not a good idea.Just when she was about to tell him this idea, James' hands had reached her waist, and he hugged her face to face, thigh to thigh.

All right!Maybe a little dance together won't have any aftereffects.Gradually, it didn't matter whether it was a good idea or not, and Laura was smitten with James from the moment he took the initiative to captivate her.

When the dance was over and neither seemed intent on letting go of the other, James said thoughtfully, "You're right. I think we should go back." He liked the way her baggy black trousers felt next to his skinny jeans, liked her The feeling of breasts under the black sweater brushing against his mouth.Yeah, he loved it!

Laura looked up at him with her foggy eyes.She knew the meaning of his words, but she felt a little out of control.She blamed it on the two beers she had just had. "Dance one more time."

"No." Although Jia James admitted that letting go of her was the most difficult thing.If he could disregard reason and do whatever he wanted, he was willing to just hug her like this until eternity. "Let's go, go back."

In less than half an hour, they returned to Laura's house.James puts the cowboy hat on the head of the statue of Venus, making Laura laugh.They headed upstairs.

Laura stopped at the door of her room: "Thank you for such a pleasant evening."

"You're welcome, heartthrob," James said slowly.He feels the situation is a bit like a teenager walking his girlfriend home after a date.Of course, at times like this, anything can happen, like a goodbye kiss, for example.No, absolutely not, James, don't even think about it.

Laura's desperate feeling was back, and it was accompanied by an intoxication she had never felt before.Now, she didn't mind at all if he called her heartthrob.In fact, she even liked the sweet and greasy feeling when these three words came out of his mouth.For this, Laura's gaze moved down to his lips.ah!kiss him!A kiss between friends should be harmless!Besides, maybe after kissing him, she would stop thinking about kissing him.

Surprised that she had such a horrible thought, she said, "I, uh, I think I drank too much."

Did her eyes ever rest on his lips?Yes, he was sure she did, because he felt a strong sensation all over his body, and at the same time, he couldn't help staring at her lips.Don't be impulsive, James, don't do anything crazy.

"You only had two beers." His voice became rougher than expected.

Did his gaze rest on her lips?Doubt that this might cause another impulsive action raced through her veins. "At this moment," Laura's voice was soft and silky, "even two glasses is too much."

Yes, that's right, even two glasses were enough to make him go crazy about kissing her.He was about to kiss, in fact, he doubted that anything would stop him at this moment.He approached her, lowered his head, and lightly brushed her lips with his beer-smelling lips, and finally pressed all over her lips.Once again Laura was struck by the man's grace and tenderness.Never before has a man's kiss moved her so much, so moved that she even let out a soft sigh.

With her sigh, James stopped kissing, his eyes meeting hers in the dim light of the hallway.She looked so beautiful and her lips felt so sweet.God!Never before had a woman's kiss made him feel so good, so good that he could become addicted to it.A smile slowly appeared on his face.

"For a rich woman, the kiss didn't feel too bad."

Laura also smiled: "For a cowboy, this kiss isn't too bad."

"You, uh, do you think we should try again?" James looked innocent, "Because your grandmother might be spying on us, and besides, I'm hired to work, and I don't want you to think You didn't get what you deserved for the money you spent."

"Yes, I've always insisted that there is a price for spending money, and on the other hand, you're right, what if my grandmother is spying on us?"

"So you agreed?" James asked jokingly.

"Yes, I promise."

James put away his smile and captured her history again. Although it was still a soft and sweet kiss, compared to the previous kiss, this time the kiss was undoubtedly more urgent and more original.Her lips parted freely, allowing his to taste her thoroughly, and her to taste his.Laura moaned, her arms around his head, accepting his wordless invitation.She couldn't remember ever being so daring, but it felt good, really good.Yes, the kiss was getting too sweet.This kiss will make a man fall completely.

Slowly, James reluctantly moved his lips away, "I, uh, I think we really had too much to drink."

Reality woke Laura up suddenly.He was right, things were starting to get a little out of hand, completely out of control.

"Yes." Laura said softly, "We've had too much to drink." She took her hand from his neck.

James took a step back, untangling the entanglement of the two bodies.

"Good night," Laura said.

"Good night." James finished, and walked out of the corridor.

Laura watched James disappear into his bedroom.Strangely, although she felt groggy, she didn't really feel drunk.In fact, she felt like she couldn't be more sane.

Around three o'clock in the morning, there was a rumbling thunder in the dark night.Immediately afterwards, another strong lightning led the way for the violent rain.Huge raindrops hit the window lattice, as if they were about to break through the window.

Laura, who was sleeping, woke up with a start.In the panic, she seemed to be unsure how she was woken up, but then there was another thunder, which made her tremblingly scream.Don't move, she comforted herself softly, then pulled the quilt and slipped off the bed, walked to the window barefoot, opened the curtains, and looked out.Where did these terrible rains come from, and why do they always bring back those terrible memories...

Don't go, Daddy, please don't go...

"Lola?"

Laura's heart beat faster when she heard someone call her name.She expected to see her father standing in the doorway, but in another flash of lightning she saw that it was James standing in front of her.He was also barefoot, and was wearing only a pair of jeans, which had obviously been put on in a hurry because the waist was still unbuttoned.Their eyes met, and on a night like this, she wanted him to come closer to her again, though she quickly reminded herself that she shouldn't look to this man for comfort, or anything but comfort.

"Are you all right?" he asked. "I heard you screaming."

Oddly enough, she didn't bark so loudly, at least not so loudly that it woke James up.But he believed he felt it, as clearly as he heard it.

"I'm fine. I just don't like stormy nights with thunder and lightning."

There was no doubt about it, James thought, because the woman in front of him looked like a frightened child.He immediately walked to her side, so close that he could feel her body temperature.

"It was just a few flashes of lightning, followed by a few thunderclaps."

"And it's raining a lot," she thought, not to mention causing so much pain.

James smiled. "Okay! It's raining a lot. But I promise, you won't get washed away."

Laura smiled unnaturally, "Yeah! I won't be washed away."

James' smile faded, "You're still scared, though."

"I'm not scared, I'm just..."

Seeing that she was silent, Jia James asked, "What are you just..."

Laura just shrugged and repeated, "I just don't like storms."

"Why?" He seemed unwilling to let it go.