Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 63 Terence Is Lovely

Carla was thinking about asking a waiter for help. But after she heard the heavy muffled clunk from the

Terence's room, she stopped knocking on Nathan's door and ran back to where Terence was.

Her heart started to pound when she found

Terence sat on the floor, sighing. One of his elbows was bent and propped on his knee. He looked up

at the ceiling with a hand on his forehead.

'How could I have fallen?' he thought.

Terence eyed her and didn't ask her for help as he saw Carla enter the room.

Instead, he managed to lean his hand on the wall, trying to stand up slowly.

He had almost hit the floor several times. Fortunately, he still managed to support himself up.

Carla tried her best not to laugh and walked towards him to offer her arm, "Looks like you need some

help. Your men, Nathan and Rainer, were kind of in a deep sleep. I tried to wake them up but I wasn't

successful."

Terence leaned against the wall for a little while longer. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at Carla,

who was trying hard not to laugh. He was a little unhappy but decided to not to say anything. He really

needed to go to the bathroom and really needed help. Finally, he let her help him walk towards the

bathroom.

This scenario reminded her of the day when Terence got hurt.

The only difference was that he was more sober than now.

Carla had intended to leave after she helped him go to the bathroom. However, she tried to persuade

herself to stay a bit longer in case he might need help. Trying to hide the flush on her cheeks, she

asked, "Uhm... can you manage it?"

She felt awkward at the thought of seeing his private parts.

"Well, you tell me if I can!"

Terence frowned as he replied. He started to unbuckle his belt in front of her yet he didn't have the

strength to continue.

He had been in love with her and was still waiting for her love. It never crossed his mind to have sex

with another woman. Otherwise, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable like right now.

Carla quickly turned her head away. She stayed there for a while but he still failed to unbuckle his belt.

Finally giving in, she sighed as she turned around to help him.

As she helped him, her face gradually turned redder and redder. She felt that the bulge forming in his

pants was getting bigger and bigger.

She tried her best to ignore the embarrassment she was feeling. 'Damn it! Why can't I unbuckle it

either?' Carla thought.

She felt frustrated at herself and she was determined to unbuckle it.

She pulled up her sleeves and crouched down to take a good look at Terence's belt.

What she was doing made Terence's throat tighten. He tried his best not to let out a chuckle. He

thought, 'For just unbuckling a belt, how could she get so sweaty?'

With her eyes fixed on his belt, sweat formed on her forehead. Her dark hair flowed on her back and he

could smell her fragrance. He tried not to bend down to get a better whiff.

"Finally! I had managed to unbuckle it!'

Sighing with relief, Carla stood up. That was really terrible! She spent a long time crouching down and

her legs were already aching.

Subconsciously, she reached out for whatever she could hold so she could help herself up. As she was

about to stand up, she heard a down. With his belt unbuckled, his zipper pulled down by itself. Then

Terence's trousers fell onto the ground.

Carla swallowed and stared at his bulge for a while. She wanted to turn around and get herself out of

the bathroom as soon as she could.

Unfortunately, she suddenly slipped down and fell forward. She felt her head hit something. She

muttered, "Argh. What is that?"

Terence grunted as she hit him.

He could have turned back before Carla hit him. He tried but failed to move his eyes away. Hence, the

accident made him feel strange.

"Hey, Carla. Just... get out of the bathroom," Terence hissed, trying to calm himself. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Carla got too embarrassed to pay attention to the pain at her legs. Without another word, she quickly

hurried out of the bathroom.

A few moments later, Terence went out in a bathrobe. Carla noticed this and asked herself, 'Did he just

take a bath?'

Then as she looked closer, she knew she got it wrong. She knew that he poured water over his head to

calm himself down. Not to mention, he failed to close his bathrobe properly.

"The soup is cold now. Don't worry. I'll ask someone to reheat it for you, so you can have something

warm in your stomach."

After helping him go back to his bed, Carla hastily pulled the quilt for him. She was afraid to embarrass

him if ever someone else saw him.

Terence didn't say a word but he held the bowl and gulped it down.

Once he finished, Carla took the bowl and wipe his mouth with a napkin.

"Then I bid you sweet dreams. I'm going to my room to sleep also."

When he noticed that she was about to leave, he suddenly grabbed her hand, "Carla, wait. Don't leave

me alone. Please stay here.

I don't feel so good."

As a young man, it was true he held some sexual desire. Today at dinner, two women tried to seduce

him but he successfully controlled himself. But with Carla? He had almost lost his sanity and pinned her

down in the bathroom.

He tried to use cold water to calm himself down but it didn't work. Unfortunately, his libido went higher

and higher.

"Are you feeling unwell? Is there something wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

She hastily sat back beside him. She leaned over to touch his forehead and then hers. 'Looks like he

doesn't have a fever.

Then what's making him unwell?' Carla thought.

As she was lost in her thoughts, Terence held her hand and put it on the thin quilt to feel his growing

hard-on.

She felt every hair on her body to rise. She tried to move away her hand but Terence managed to hold

it down.

"Well, this is what makes me unwell."

His eyes were burning with lust. He whispered, "Carla, I am a normal healthy man. So it is normal that I

want to bed you. Please don't be afraid of me. I am not as bad as you might think."

Carla tried her best not to look at her hand. She shifted her eyes on somewhere else.

"T-Terence! Yesterday was just an accident. I am really sorry! I didn't want it to happen! Please

understand. I am a conservative woman! My m-mother raised me not to be an easy woman!

Unless we get married, I think we should keep a safe distance between each other."

Terence let go of her hand and asked again, "Well, why not try to help me in another way?"

"Wait, what? Huh?"

Carla spoke blankly as she glanced at him. A moment later, she felt her palm becoming hotter and

hotter.

Terence looked at her as if she was crazy. Looked like she didn't know anything about sex.

He thought to himself, 'Looks like I should feel happy about it. She never had any experience so I will

be able to teach many things.'

"Alright then. Relax. Just listen to me carefully and I will tell you what to do. But first, turn off the lights

please,"

Terence spoke hoarsely but his dark eyes shone in anticipation.