Me After Meeting You

“I can’t believe that I have to watch the two of you go at it all the time. I can’t live like this! Drink, drink, drink! Amber, if you don’t drink three glasses of wine from me, then I’m going to break off our friendship!” Silvia even rolled up her sleeves.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Ian had to drive, so he was able to avoid drinking, but Amber was forced to down the three cups. Then they made up excuses to make her drink two more cups, and by the time they were done with the meal, she was tipsy and stumbling around.

Trysta was brought away by her brother, and the others left clear-headed. Thus, the dazed Amber was left to be brought home by Ian.

Once they reached her building, Ian dragged her out of his car. She leaned on his shoulder, trying hard to recognize him and even called out to him. “Ian.” Her mouth was filled with the scent of alcohol and grilled fish, but he actually didn’t mind, lowering his head to kiss her gently on the lips.

“Can you walk?”

She nodded, particularly obedient.

Ian couldn’t help but smile at her cute reactions. He patiently looked at her for quite a while before half-carrying and half hugging her up the stairs. Once they were inside her apartment, however, he couldn’t resist anymore, and started kissing her frantically and continuously.

He kissed her with a bit too much strength, to the point where Amber felt uncomfortable. She pushed his head to one side, but Ian roughly shoved his hand inside her clothes and kneaded her breast, feeling the silkiness and warmth of skin and the pulse of her heartbeat.

The coolness of his fingers counteracted the alcoholic heat suffusing her body. She lazily leaned against him, passively allowing him to do whatever he wanted. However, her consciousness was still there, and she slowly reprimanded, “Ian, we can’t do this.”

He didn’t say anything, only burying his head further in and kissing her. They traveled down her neck, his hands still constantly rubbing against her.

When his hands started unbuttoning her pants, she had no choice but to stop him. “Ian.”

Her voice was soft and cottony.

Ian glanced at her, kissed her mouth, and as he did so, he said, “As you once said, suppressing my sexual desire is harmful for me.” He lifted her up. “Dr. Camille, let’s lift the ban.”

Amber couldn’t even think of a reply. “….”

She could actually feel Ian’s excitement. They’d been apart these past few days not only because Amber was busy, but also because she was partially trying to avoid him.

When they weren’t in close proximity, it was still all right. But once they actually got close, there was a chance of him losing control of himself.

Amber didn’t know how she could stop him, actually. There wasn’t much wrong with just going along with the flow. In this era, relationships between men and women were just that, but Amber always felt somewhat apprehensive and unwilling about doing the deed-rather than physical satiation, she preferred platonic love.

She hadn’t reached that level of intimacy with Ian yet.

After Amber drank some alcohol, even though her mind was more or less clear, she was still a bit muddleheaded-she only knew that the time was wrong, but not how to stop him. In the end, she let him do as he pleased, thinking, ‘Alright, if I can’t prevent him, then I’ll let him be.’

And then the big door behind them opened up a crack.

Ian turned around, and it was his turn to be speechless, because Ruby was standing there.

Ruby was also very depressed, allright?! When the two of them started acting intimately as soon as he entered, he felt like he was about to go blind.

He subconsciously averted his gaze. “Damn, did I come at the wrong time?”

Ian pretended to not have seen him at all, and obstinately carried Amber inside. In the end, it was Amber who stopped him, clutching at the door frame and calling out, “Ian!”

This time, she really was awake.

Ian bit her lips fiercely. “Do you want to see him like this?”

“….” Amber was speechless.

She went inside to put on her clothes properly while Ian sat by the side with an ugly expression on his face. Amber didn’t have the time to care about him and left the room as soon as she was properly dressed.

Ruby had yet to leave, he was meandering around outside the bedroom door and wondering whether or not he should enter.

When Amber came out, he exaggeratedly let out a deep breath and grumbled, “Answer your phone next time! You didn’t pick up, so I thought that you were asleep. And since I wouldn’t be a bother, I was just going to crash with you for the night.”

Amber felt that, after meeting Ian, her skin had started thickening at a rapid rate. Even in this situation, she was able to calmly say to her brother, “My phone’s probably dead. Why are you sleeping over here?”

“I’m too tired and lazy to go back. I picked up a new engineering project right by your hospital, and your place is close by.” After Ruby said this, he glanced inside Amber’s bedroom, walked over to Amber’s side, and pushed her aside. He seemed to want to say something, but his nose twitched and he frowned. “You were drinking?”

Amber made an ‘Oh’ sound.

“My god!” Ruby rolled up his sleeves. “He wasn’t trying to take advantage of you while you were drunk, was he?”

Given Amber’s terrible alcohol tolerance, he could actually see this happening. Amber looked at him curiously.

“Are you going to fight him?” Then, she waved her hands dismissively. “Go for it.”

“….”