Chapter 50

Mia POV

"So, babe, when would we get the vacation as promised?" My interrupted the young man from his laptop already.

"I don't know yet, but I just have to finish all this kind of work," he sighed.

"Can I help?" I questioned getting myself closer to him.

" No!" He looked at me, grabbing out the file I had held.

"Why?" I asked rudely.

"It has not been long since you came home after the treatment, and I can't let you stress yourself," he said, giving me a piecering look into the eyes.

"Abd who said it stressed?" I asked.

"Me,," he replied.

"Ethan," I paused as he looked at me. "Sorry, Babe, it's been over a week since I got home, so I can work," I said, sitting up right.

"And I said you can't?" He still was stuck with his words to me.

"Why can't I?" I said. "Okay, give me at least 10 reasons why I shouldn't." I asked, looking at him in the eyes.

"Ten is so much; just one would answer it all," he said.

"Okay, go on."

"You are still supposed to rest and not disturb yourself.".

I looked at him as I gave a thought for sometime with no just words to him, and this made the tension in the room much more active.

"But you can have sex with me?" He laughed and turned to me.

" Yes!" He frowned quickly.

I raised an eyebrow, feeling a surge of frustration wash me and a quick lump down my throat.

. "So, you can have sex with me, but I'm not allowed to work or do anything else that might'stress' me out." Ethan sighed, rubbing his temples with a look that has a spice of frustration.

. "Mia, that's not what I actually meant. Sex is totally...different. It's not like work or other strenuous activities we do." He said.

I smirked, crossing my arms over my chest immediately.

"Oh, really? And how is it really different, exactly?" Ethan looked at me with another sigh, his expression softening and calm after his long breath in and out.

"Because it's actually... intimate. And it's something we both would enjoy. But work...work is totally different. It's stressful, and it can be overwhelming and also makes people weak." I gave my own sigh.

I shook my head in disagreement, feeling a sense of incredulity within.

"You're not making any sense here, Ethan. If I'm well enough to have good sex, then I'm well enough to work, like I'm fit for both." Ethan threw his hands against mine, looking exasperated already.

"Fine, Mia. Have it your own way. But can we please just drop it for now, please?" He pleaded.

I glared at him, feeling a sense of annoyance and anger within.

"No, we can't just drop it now. You're always trying to control me, Ethan, and that mad. And I'm also sick of it." Ethan's expression changed immediately, and he looked at me with a hint of sadness in his face.

"Mia, that's totally not true. I just want what's best for you and me." He exclaimed.

I snorted once more, feeling a sense of derision again.

"Save it for later, Ethan." The tension in the room was palpable and visible, and I could feel the anger and frustration emanating from both of us inner selves.

But then, suddenly, Ethan's expression changed back, and he looked at me with a hint of mischief and a little light up within.

"Hey, my little sunshine?" He said, his voice low and husky with an annoying look.

. I raised an eyebrow, feeling a sense of wariness within, which I just wouldn't want to unleash on Ethan.

"What that look?" He held on both sides of my check, forcing a smile out of me.

"Where do you want to go for our vacation?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement, which also made me look excited within but wore another expression out.

I was taken aback by the sudden change in topic, and I felt a sense of confusion but just had to cross the bridge.

"What? I thought we were still arguing over work and sex." Ethan grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners before piecering them into mine.

"We can argue later, sunshine. Right now, let's talk about something more fun and interesting. Like our vacation trip."

I couldn't help but laugh at his words, feeling a sense of relief wash over me quick.

"Okay, fine." I said with an exhale of relief.

"WWhere do I want to go...hmm...how about?" I gave thought for some moment without any distraction.

" Brazil?" Ethan's face lit up with excitement. "Brazil? That sounds totally amazing! We can stay in an overwater bungalow that is private and snorkel with sharks, dolphins, and rays."

I smiled, feeling a sense of excitement wash over me.

"That totally sounds incredible." Ethan nodded positively, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, which lit up my soul.

"I know, right? And we can also take a sunset cruise and watch the stars together, as a couple's." I imagined myself there already.

I felt a sense of romance wash over me still imagining, and I couldn't help but lean in closer to Ethan with my imagination.

"That sounds totally dope," I whispered to myself. Ethan smiled to Mr., his face inches away from mine. "I'm glad you like the idea, my little sunshine." He replied.

As we both sat there, with myself lost in my own little world of imagination, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this little distraction from our argument.

. Maybe, just maybe, this vacation was exactly what we needed to reconnect and strengthen our relationships, since we totally have less trouble to face.

"Can I ask something?" I turned to him.

"Go on," his face lit with a huge smile already.

"Okay," I exhaled with double thought.

"Would Alexander come with us?" I asked.

" No!"

"But why?" I asked.

"It's for we both only, and it's not as if we would spend ages there," he replied.

"Okay then."