Chapter 18: Chapter 18

Zenovia

We stood behind the Brașov sign about ten minutes or later. The picturesque views across the hills were truly amazing.

“This is worth the little effort we had,” I told Maksimillian smilingly.

I had no idea if what I felt right now would have been the same if I went alone.

He put an arm around my shoulders and kissed my temple. At the same time, he took a selfie of us, with the city below us as the backdrop. I didn’t actually expect he’d do it. I wanted to tell him to delete it, but maybe he would after this. He wouldn’t keep it, would he? Especially after the deal. We agreed, and he signed it.

“I have a favour to ask you, by the way. It may sound weird.”

I stared at his face. His arm was still around me as he gazed down at my face.

“What is it?” I asked, almost anxious for some reason.

He gave me a naughty grin of his. And then, he whispered into my right ear, “I want to record your moans.”

Heat rushed to my face, and I blinked many times with my mouth gaping open. “W-what did you say?”

“I can’t resist it. I want to record the moment if you’ll let me.”

“Why?” I asked him, face beet red. I even pushed him away.

“I want a keepsake from you, Zenovia,” he articulated with a no-nonsense tone.

I stared at him for a minute long before shaking my head. I could not believe he was asking me this. Wasn’t it like a creepy idea? I mean, yes. There were many pornographic videos, of course, but him having to keep such a record? I was astounded!

“Zenovia, look. You’ll have my child. It’s more than a keepsake from me. But me? What about me? I’d want something from you, too.”

I blinked many times while staring at him. I could not believe he’d put it that way. It was sort of a blackmail or maybe a trade to put it lightly. But then, why? And I did ask him again.

“Because I love the way you moan, all right? I want to hear it even if we’re far apart when the time comes. I want to at least remember you.”

“Maksimillian…” I could only whisper.

The wind blew and carried his name to somewhere. My heart was beating so hard inside my chest. I tried to push the lump in my throat, swallowing hard and averting my flickering eyes.

‘He wants something to remember me by? In that way? But why? Can I let him?’

My sense of seeing swept the rust-coloured buildings down below us. Some streets were busy, with cars and other vehicles lining up. A barking of the dog from somewhere broke the silence between us.

I thought of his request for a long moment when my cell phone rang. As it was, this area was blessed with great coverage for communication by four major service providers in the country.

Maksimillian took a deep breath and looked away as well while I fished out the cell phone from my jeans front pocket. He absently regarded the view before us, while I answered Antonia’s call.

“Hey! Have you found a man yet?” she asked me directly as if she had eyes somewhere here.

“Uh… yes.” I couldn’t lie to her even if I wanted to.

She squealed, so I put the phone far from my ears for some moments. “Oh, my God! So? How is it? How is he? Tell me, is he a shower or a grower?”

My brows creased as I listened to her bombarding me with questions such as these. “Antonia, what does it even mean?” I inquired with frustration and irritation.

“Hey. Didn’t you listen to me before? If he’s a shower, his member is the same size as his normal one. If he’s a grower, you know, he’s way bigger than his original size.” She giggled after explaining it to me.

I sighed, rolling my eyes. “Why would you even want to know? Besides, what reason do I have to tell you that? Doamne ferește!” I answered, gesturing a hand and shrugging helplessly.

She laughed at me. “I was just asking, hoping you’d share your experience. Can’t I even be curious? So, how was it? I’m sure you already did it!”

I cleared my throat while I felt myself blushing. I chewed my inner cheek and looked away when my eyes met Maksimillian’s. There was no hiding that he listened to my end of the conversation since I stood only a couple feet away from him.

‘But he doesn’t understand Romanian, does he?’

“We’re… uh… hiking. In fact, we’re now behind the Brașov sign!”

“Oh! Really? You went there without me?” she gasped. She hadn’t mentioned she wanted to come here, too.

“What am I supposed to do without you here?” I put a hand on my waist, looking up at the blue sky.

“Sure, of course, of course! You can also go to Dracula’s Castle with him if you want.”

I caught bitterness in her tone though. “What do you mean by that? I thought you were coming tomorrow or the next day after that.”

“Total change of plans! At least for me, Zen. I can’t go there and have a vacation with you at all. My colleague’s health suddenly deteriorated, and I have to take care of her patients in addition to mine. So, that’s why I actually am calling you now, to tell you this.”

My face fell. “What?”

“I’m so sorry, Zen. You have to take this vacation without me. But, hey! It’s not so bad. You have him… What’s his name, by the way?”

“Um… I call him Maks.”

I saw Maksimillian smirk when he glanced at me, hearing his nickname. What could I do? I couldn’t lie to my best friend. I couldn’t tell her about Maksimillian’s manhood though—that it was really huge. It was personal for heaven’s sakes! Doamne ferește! Besides, I didn’t want to go into details with her. But could I get away with it when Antonia was my OB-GYN?

‘Oh, God!’

“Anyway, as long as you have lubricant, that is if you’re dry… it would help you enjoy your time with him,” she said before telling me she’d hang up.

Căcat! Right. She did tell me that. Maybe I should use some since she put it in my travelling bag herself, just in case. I forgot about it. How stupid could I be? But maybe I didn’t need it. For now. I was soaking when Maks and I did it anyway.

I looked at Maksimillian guiltily. After his request, I didn’t even look at him properly. Now, I had nothing to do after the call.

I prodded the invisible lump in my throat and spoke, “I-is it really important for you t-to record… me?”

He stepped closer to me and tilted my face by holding my chin with his strong fingers. Then, he blocked my view of the blue sky as he bent his head to capture my lips with his own.

“I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t,” he whispered, looking deep into my eyes.