Forbidden Cravings-Chapter 247: Conversation at Theatre ll

"So, do you have a girlfriend? Yes or no?" Elizabeth’s question cut through the quiet, her voice firm but laced with curiosity, her eyes locking onto mine with a piercing intensity. She leaned closer, her naked shoulder brushing mine, her gaze searching my face as the movie played softly in the background.

I froze, my mouth opening, my heart pounding as Aeri’s face flashed in my mind—her smile, her warmth, the sting of her rejection.

"Umm... ye—no!" I fumbled, my voice shaky, my cheeks flushing as I tried to recover. "I don’t have anyone at present." I forced a tight-lipped nod.

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, her smirk growing, her eyes glinting with mischief as she sipped from a glass of red wine on the armrest, the liquid catching the dim light. "You sure?" she asked, her voice teasing.

"Yep!" I said, nodding again, my lips pressed tight, trying to sound convincing despite the knot in my stomach.

Elizabeth leaned back, her smirk widening as she set the wine glass down with a soft clink. "That took you a lot of time to think for someone who’s supposedly single," she said, smiling, her tone playful but pointed, her eyes never leaving mine. "Kinda makes me wonder what’s going on in that head of yours, Ezra."

I laughed nervously, my cheeks flushing hotter, my fingers gripping my thigh to steady myself. "Yeahh... I was just thinking, but nope, I don’t have any formal committed relationship with anyone," I said, my voice a little too quick, trying to shut the conversation down before it dug deeper.

"I see..." Elizabeth said, her voice thoughtful, her eyebrow raising as she leaned forward, her naked thigh brushing mine. She paused, her eyes narrowing, a knowing glint sparking in them. "So, who’s that woman you’re into but hasn’t accepted you?" she asked, her tone sharp and teasing, as if she’d read my mind like an open book. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

*Badam.* My heart skipped a beat, my eyes widening in surprise, my breath catching as her words hit like a punch. Aeri’s face loomed larger—her laughter, her rejection, the way I’d poured my heart out only to be pushed away.

"How...?" I asked, a shaky smile spreading across my lips, my voice soft, knowing there was no point hiding it anymore. Elizabeth had seen right through me.

She chuckled, sipping her wine again, the glass glinting as she leaned back, her naked body relaxed but commanding. "What do you mean, how?" she said, gesturing toward her own face in a circular motion, her smirk wide and teasing. "It’s written all over your face, Ezra.

That look screams, ’I love her a lot, and she felt the same once, but now things are complicated, and I don’t know what to think.’" She pulled a mock crying face, her lips pouting dramatically, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she teased me.

"Oh, come on..." I said, laughing, sitting up straighter, my eyes flicking to the screen where the movie’s couple walked hand-in-hand, their earlier passion faded into a quieter rhythm. My cheeks were still flushed from Elizabeth’s teasing, her ability to read me like an open book catching me off guard.

She smirked, sipping her wine, the glass glinting in the dim light as she leaned closer, her naked shoulder brushing mine. "I assumed it right, I guess," she set her glass on the armrest with a soft clink.

"Yeah, you did," I said, grabbing my own glass of wine from the armrest, the liquid cool against my lips as I took a sip, exhaling a slow breath.

"So, who is she?" Elizabeth asked, her tone curious but gentle, her eyes locking onto mine as she leaned forward, her elbow resting on the armrest, her naked thigh brushing mine. "Come on, Ezra, spill a little."

I laughed, a nervous edge to my voice, my fingers fidgeting on my thigh as I shifted in the seat, the leather creaking under me. "Why do you wanna know that all of a sudden?" I asked, my voice light but guarded, my heart racing as I tried to dodge the question. "I mean, meeting outside the brothel with a client is already against the rules, and now you’re digging into my personal stuff too?" I raised an eyebrow, my tone teasing but with a hint of unease, Aeri’s face flashing in my mind again.

Elizabeth chuckled, her laugh low and warm, her eyes softening as she took another sip of wine. "Hehe, I’m just curious, that’s all," she said, her voice genuine, her smirk fading into a more thoughtful expression. "You’re an interesting guy, Ezra. Hard to resist wanting to know more." She shrugged, her big boobs bouncing slightly, catching the screen’s flicker as she leaned back.

"Ohhh..." I said, my voice trailing off as I stared at my wine glass, the red liquid swirling as I thought it over. *Should I tell her?* I wondered, my mind racing, weighing how much to share, how she might take it. Aeri wasn’t just anyone—she was my stepmom, the woman I loved in a way I could barely explain, and her rejection had left me raw. I sighed, my shoulders slumping, the weight of it all pressing down.

Elizabeth’s eyes softened, her hand brushing my arm lightly, her touch warm and grounding.

"Hey, it’s not like I’ll kill you if you don’t tell me," she said, her voice gentle, her smile reassuring. "It’s okay if you’re not comfortable. I just thought, you know, we’re sitting here, fully naked, all open and raw. Why not have a little chit-chat to go with it?" She laughed softly, her tone genuine, her eyes searching mine for a moment before flicking back to the screen.

"Yeah, right," I said, a small smile tugging at my lips, my heart still racing as I leaned back, the leather cool against my skin. I took a deep breath, my fingers tightening around the wine glass, the movie’s soft dialogue a faint hum in the background. "Well... the woman I love..."

"Hmm? Hmm?" Elizabeth gestured, leaning closer, her eyes wide with curiosity, her wine glass forgotten as she propped her elbow on the armrest, her naked body relaxed but attentive.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding, Aeri’s face vivid in my mind—her laughter, her warmth, the pain of her pushing me away.

"It’s my mom," I said, my voice low, almost a whisper, the words hanging heavy in the air.

A sudden silence fell over the theater, broken only by the movie’s quiet dialogue, the couple’s voices a soft murmur in the background. Elizabeth’s eyes widened slightly, her smirk fading, her expression caught between surprise and curiosity. My cheeks flushed, my heart racing as I waited for her reaction, the weight of my confession settling between us, the dim light casting shadows across her naked skin, the projector’s hum filling the quiet as the movie played on.