Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When all was said and done, Steve stood in front of me, bending over slightly, one hand behind his back, the other outstretched in front of me, and I heard his magnetic voice, “Ma chérie, may I have this dance?”
I smiled, my face beaming with happiness. Like the shyest of maidens, I stepped forward gracefully and placed my tender hands in his wide palms, “Of course,” I said, nodding to Steve in a very ladylike manner. “I’d love to.”
I stood at the dinner table and danced with Steve to the light and beautiful music. Although my dancing skills were very good, the dining table somewhat limited my performance. Fortunately, Steve’s dancing skills were also very good, and when I was a little out of my depth, he always appeared in time where I needed him the most, and then guided me to complete the next moves.
At the end of the song, Steve and I were a little bit more than satisfied, and we both had a mutual understanding and continued to dance to the next song. Steve did not expect me to be so good at dancing as a five-year-old.
Steve looked down at the little girl in front of him. She had brought him so many unexpected surprises and happiness. He could not help but feel that Sheila was a little angel sent by God to save him. In fact, ever since his sister fell out with him and until her death, Steve had a knot in his heart.
Maybe even Steve didn’t realize it, but he was slowly being healed by Sheila.
Before he knew it, we were dancing for almost an hour. It was getting late, and although Steve was still in high spirits, he was still worried that I would get tired as a kid, and I had to get up early for school tomorrow. So, Steve forced me to take a shower and get ready for bed.
I lay down on my big, soft bed and it was time for Steve’s daily bedtime story.
I lay in his arms and Steve leaned against the headboard and told me a story. Although I had been dancing for a long time and my body was a little tired, my mind was very active. After taking such a long nap this afternoon, I wasn’t that sleepy anymore.
I raised my head to look at Steve’s handsome face and felt a slight happiness in my heart. It was as if flowers had blossomed in the deepest part of my heart. I sat up in a flash and left a quick kiss on Steve’s side face. I stuck out my tongue mischievously and said, “Good night, Uncle Steve.”
Steve looked down at me dotingly and planted a kiss on my forehead. “Good night, little Sheila,” he said gently.
Wow, Steve kissed me! I instantly felt my face tingle. As I pretended to close my eyes, my heart was already filled with joy!
I forced myself to be calm and rubbed against his shoulder. I took the opportunity to hug Steve’s arm. After a while, I fell asleep amid the soothing scent of sandalwood.
When Steve saw that I was fast asleep, he carefully put down his book and was about to gently remove my hands from his arm. However, just as he moved, he saw an uneasy expression on my cute little face. He couldn’t help but frown.
Steve also frowned with heartache. Perhaps Sheila’s previous experience had made her insecure, so she wouldn’t even let go of his arm in her sleep.
Seeing this, Steve had to sit still on the head of the bed, for fear of waking up Sheila. After some time, Steve couldn’t help but yawn. He had planned to just close his eyes and rest, but he was too tired today and ended up falling asleep.
The first rays of the morning sun shone through the thin curtains into the bedroom, and I woke up slowly. I didn’t know why, but I felt that I slept very soundly, and didn’t keep dreaming as I did in the afternoon.
When I woke up, the first thing I saw was that Steve was still in the same position as last night, but the storybook in his hand had been replaced with today’s latest financial news, which must have been sent by a servant.
My sleepy eyes suddenly widened, and I looked down at his arm, which I had been holding tightly in my arms. At this moment, I realized…. Steve had been sitting here all night because I had been holding his arm while I slept!