A Beautiful Sight

  “You’re so beautiful.” He smiled as he walked up behind me and placed his hands on my hips, while giving my shoulder a soft kiss. “Would you mind if I took a shower with you?”

  I could feel the hardness of his cock press against my lower back and a deep ache between my legs formed.

  “Not at all.” I gave a half smile.

  I stepped into the shower and let the water stream down on me while Ethan stripped out of his clothes. I was a little scared to see his manhood since I’d never seen one before. I knew it by touch, and believe me, I touched it all the time, but to actually be able to see it frightened me a bit.

  He opened the glass door and stepped in front of me. Instantly, my eyes looked down at his cock, which was standing tall, straight, and thick. It looked as powerful as it felt when he was inside me. His left hand groped my breast as his right hand placed itself between my legs. Looking into my eyes, he slipped his finger inside me and dipped his head, brushing his lips against mine. My hand wrapped around his cock and began moving up and down his shaft. A low moan rumbled in his chest as he threw his head back and closed his eyes. I lightly pushed his body back against the tiled wall and he removed his fingers from me.

  “What are you doing?” he asked with bated breath.

  “I want to see you come.”

  He grabbed the sides of my face and smashed his mouth into mine, kissing me more passionately than he ever had before. Slowing down my speed, I loosened my grip around him and lightly moved my hand up and down the tip of him. Cries of pleasure escaped from inside him as his cock erupted all over my hand. I looked up at him, and our eyes locked. He grabbed my wrists and, in a split second, he had me pinned up against the tile, arms above my head. His mouth devoured my breasts and his teeth clamped around my hard nipples. He slid his tongue down my torso, let go of my wrists, got down on his knees, and explored my most sensitive spot. My hands gripped his head as the water beat down on him. Before, I could only feel, and now, I could see what he did to me, what I did to him. He stood up, his fingers gripping my ass, and lifted me up, forcing my legs around him. His cock thrust inside me and I gasped.

  “Keep looking at me while I’m fucking you,” he spoke heatedly.

  I stared into his beautiful green eyes. My heart melted at that moment as I watched the expression on his face as he moved in and out of me. I tightened my legs around him and bit down on my bottom lip as the force of my orgasm exploded around him. He moaned as he kept thrusting while staring into my eyes.

  “I love you,” he whispered breathlessly.

  “I love you too.”

  His movement slowed and he suddenly halted as I watched the look on his face while he came inside me. He lowered his head and tried to catch his breath. Setting me down, he pulled me into an embrace and held me as if he was never letting go.

  Once our shower was finished, we stepped out and he wrapped a towel around me before getting one for himself. He kissed my lips one last time, wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into the bedroom. I walked over to the sink and stared at my wet self in the mirror. Looking down at a black bag that held my makeup, I began to go through it, checking out the two-color eyeshadow palette and the pink blush that sat inside. I picked up my foundation bottle, removed the cap, and stared at it. Closing my eyes, I began to apply it, like I always did. It felt more comfortable that way. I swept a brown shadow across my eye, a touch of blush across my cheeks, and applied a light coat of mascara.

  Chapter 38

  Ethan

  I stood in the doorway of the bathroom and watched as Aubrey applied her makeup with her eyes closed. I had grown concerned because I noticed she did that a lot today. Stepping out onto the balcony, I gave Dr. Marchetti a call.

  “Dr. Marchetti.”

  “Hi, doctor, it’s Ethan Klein.”

  “Hello, Ethan. Is everything okay?”

  “Yeah. I just have some concerns.”

  “Okay. What’s going on?”

  “Aubrey’s been closing her eyes a lot and when we left the hospital, she pulled out her cane and used it.”

  “Were her eyes closed while she was using her cane?”

  “No.”

  “You need to remember that Aubrey has used nothing but touch sensory for the past seventeen years. To her, that’s her life, her routine, and what makes her feel safe. It’s going to take time for her to physically and emotionally adjust. Each day, she should start becoming less dependent on touch. It’s nothing to worry about, Ethan. Just do your best to make her feel safe during the transition.”

  “Thank you, Dr. Marchetti. I will.”

  Ending the call, I placed my phone in my pocket and walked back into the suite.

  “Who were you talking to?” Aubrey asked.

  “Rob. There was an issue with something at the office.”

  “Is everything okay?”

  “Everything’s fine now.” I walked over and gave her a kiss. “You should get dressed. We need to get going.”

  She walked over to her suitcase and pulled out the two sets of clothes she had packed. She set them on the bed and looked them over.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing. It’s just weird to actually see my clothes. I can’t wait to see my closet and to see if anyone has steered me wrong over the years.” She smirked.

  I couldn’t help but smile as she removed her towel and pulled on her jeans and a navy blue shirt over her head.

  ****

  Aubrey

  The drive home was a little difficult. I took in as much of the scenery as I could handle, but shut my eyes for a while to give my mind a rest. Ethan tried to comfort me the best he could by holding my hand and making me laugh with his jokes. Some of which weren’t that funny, but I humored him anyway.

  He pulled up to the curb of a building and I looked over at him.

  “This is where you live.” He smiled as he gave my hand a squeeze.

  Climbing out of the car, I studied the tall tan building with the glass revolving door. I saw an older gentleman, about six feet tall with white hair, come out from the building with a smile on his face.

  “Welcome back, Aubrey.”

  The minute I heard his voice I knew it was Kale, the doorman. He walked over and took our bags from Ethan.

  “Good day, Mr. Klein.” He smiled.

  “Kale.” I grinned as he turned to me. “It’s so good to see you after all these years.”

  He chuckled. “Well, it’s only been a couple of days.”

  “Aubrey and I flew to Boston and she had surgery on her eyes. She has most of her vision back,” Ethan spoke.

  “Oh my God, Aubrey. Is that true? Can you really see me?”

  “Yes, and you’re a very handsome man.” I placed my hand on his cheek.

  “Come here, girl,” he spoke with excitement as he set our bags down and hugged me. “You didn’t mention you were having surgery.”

  “I didn’t want to tell anyone in case it didn’t work.”

  “This is a miracle. I’m so happy for you.”

  “Thank you.” I smiled.

  As we stepped out of the elevator and headed to my apartment, I was a nervous wreck, for I wasn’t emotionally prepared to see my Aunt Charlotte yet. Ethan slid the key in the lock and when he opened the door and I stepped inside a place that had been my home and safe haven for the past several years, it felt different. It almost felt as though I stepped into unfamiliar territory. But I was going to embrace it. This was my home and to be able to see the couch I sat on, the table I ate at, the kitchen I cooked in, and the bed that I slept in was all surreal.

  “Wow. Look at this place.” I smiled as I wiped a tear from my eye.

  “It’s pretty cool. Isn’t it?” Ethan hooked his arm around me and kissed the side of my head.

  “Yeah. It’s pretty cool.”

  Suddenly, there was knock at the door.

  “It’s your family and friends,” Ethan spoke. “I told them to give you a few minutes befo
re coming over. I hope you don’t mind. They really want to see you.”

  “I really want to see them too.”

  I took in a deep breath and swallowed hard as Ethan opened the door. My Aunt Charlotte walked in first. How did I know that was my Aunt Charlotte? She was an older woman with the same blonde hair I remembered her having when I was eight years old.

  “Hi, Aunt Charlotte.” I smiled as I stared directly at her.

  She cupped her mouth with her hand as her eyes swelled with tears. Walking over to me, she placed her hands on each side of my face and slowly nodded her head as she fought to hold back the tears.

  “Finally,” she whispered as she pulled me into a tight embrace.

  “It’s so good to see you, Aunt Charlotte.”

  “My baby girl. I can’t believe this.” She broke our embrace and once again placed her hands on each side of my face.

  I looked behind her and my eyes locked with Penelope’s. She walked her teary eyed self over my way.

  “You are gorgeous.” I smiled as I hugged her.

  And that she was with her long red wavy hair, emerald eyes, and perfect snow white skin.

  “I can’t believe this, Aubrey,” she cried. “Oh my God. I just can’t believe it.”

  “My turn,” Ian spoke as he grabbed me and hugged me.

  Ian looked exactly as my mind had pictured him. Tall, tanned, spikey brown hair, chocolate eyes, and black-rimmed glasses that suited his face.

  “You’re sexy. Rigby is a lucky guy.” I smiled.

  He wiped the uncontrollable tears that streamed down his face.

  “Now I’m not going to be able to make faces at you.”

  I laughed. “You still can and I’ll make them right back.”

  The best part of getting my eyesight back wasn’t seeing the sight of the beauty of the world. It was seeing the people I loved more than life.

  Chapter 39

  Aubrey

  Two Months Later

  Life was a huge adjustment after the operation, and to this day, I still found myself closing my eyes every once in a while, just so I could go back to the world that made me who I had become. With each sun that rose, my eyesight and the clarity of the world became better. One of the best times I had was going shopping with Penelope for new clothes and shoes. I would admit that my taste in style had changed now that I had sight. Ethan took me to Shakespeare Garden a couple of days after I returned home and it was exactly how I visualized it in my mind. It still gave me a sense of peace, and before the weather had turned too cold, Ethan and I would go every Saturday morning with our coffees in hand, where we sit on a blanket in the grass and I would read while he laid his head on my lap and listened. When I returned back to school a week after my operation, my students overwhelmed me with their kindness by throwing me a welcome back party. To see their bright smiling faces was pure joy.

  It was now December and I awoke earlier than usual for a Saturday morning. I needed to use the bathroom, so I carefully rolled out from under Ethan’s arm and quietly made my way across the room. When I was finished, I walked over to the bedroom window and peeked through the curtains. My eyes widened and I let out a loud sound.

  “What’s wrong?” Ethan quickly sat up.

  “Oh my God!” I cupped my mouth with my hand.

  “What? Aubrey, are you okay?” he asked in a panicked voice.

  “It’s snowing!” I exclaimed as I looked over at him.

  He fell back down and pulled the sheet over him. Going into his closet where I kept some of my clothes, I quickly pulled on a pair of leggings and an oversized cream-colored cable knit sweater.

  “What are you doing?” he asked as he opened one eye.

  “I’m going outside.” I pulled on my socks.

  “Sweetheart, we’ll go later. I promise. Come back to bed.”

  “Fuck later, Ethan. It’s snowing, and for the first time, I can see it. I’m going now!”

  Walking over to the bed, I kissed his forehead. “Go back to sleep.”

  I raced down the stairs to the front door and put on my tall boots and my winter coat. Stepping outside on the porch, I looked out into the city, which was covered in a white blanket. Soft large flakes hit my face as I made my way down the steps. It brought back a memory I had when I was six years old. I sat on the steps and watched as the flakes hit the ground and stuck to it. A few moments later, Ethan took a seat next to me.

  “I told you to go back to sleep.” I smiled.

  “How could I knowing how excited you were about the snow.” He kissed my cheek and took my hand.

  “I remember when I was a kid, my father traveled to Colorado for a business trip and was stuck there for a couple days due to a snow storm that hit. When he returned, I asked him to tell me all about the snow. He reached into his bag and pulled out a snow globe, turned it upside down, and told me that’s what it looked like. I’ll never forget how I just sat and stared it. When it was done, I shook it again, over and over. He told me that one day, he’d take me up to the mountains to see it. We never did get around to making that trip.”

  “Well, now you see it. Is it as beautiful as you thought it would be?”

  “It is.” I grinned.

  Ethan brought my hand up to his lips. “I have an idea. Let’s walk down to Starbucks and get some coffee.”

  “Seriously?” My face lit up.

  “Yeah. Just let me go change first. I’ll be right back.” He jumped up and went inside.

  When he returned, I laced my fingers in his and we walked in the snow to get some coffee. This day was as perfect as could be.

  ****

  Later that night, Ethan told me that we were going out, but he wouldn’t tell me where. He said it was a surprise and not to ruin it by asking so many questions. We originally had plans with Charles and Lexi, but Ethan cancelled them, which I thought was kind of rude, but he didn’t seem to care. As I was putting the final touches on my makeup, and Ethan was standing next to me shaving, looking as sexy as he always did, I glared at him.

  “What?” He looked at me through the mirror with a narrowing eye.

  “I still can’t believe you cancelled our dinner plans with Charles and Lexi.”

  “Are you still bothered by that?”

  “Yes.”

  “Well, don’t be. Charles said it was perfectly fine and we’ll get together next weekend.”

  “I still think it was rude.”

  “I know you do because you keep telling me that.” He smirked.

  “So whatever you have planned better be worth canceling on our friends at the last minute.”

  “I guess we’ll have to wait and see. Won’t we?” He winked.

  His smug attitude was getting on my nerves.

  “Since you won’t tell me where we’re going, I don’t know what to wear.”

  “I’ve already laid out your clothes on the bed. Dammit!” He nicked his face.

  “Are you okay?”

  He sighed. “Yeah.” He reached for a tissue.

  “I would say that was karma getting you back for canceling on our friends.” I smiled as I patted his ass and walked out of the bathroom.

  Walking into the bedroom, I saw there was a pair of jeans and a pink sweater lying on the bed. I couldn’t help but smile at the fact that he actually picked out my clothes for me.

  “Are you ready?” he asked as he stood by the door with his hand on the knob.

  “Yes.” I smiled. “Let’s go.”

  Harry pulled up to the curb in front of a donut shop and Ethan climbed out and opened the door for me.

  “So, you cancelled dinner with our friends so we could get some donuts?” I smirked.

  “Very funny, Aubrey.” He held out his arm for me.

  Hooking mine around his, we walked down the snow-covered street and over a block until we reached one of the entrances to Central Park. I was so busy looking at how pretty the city was covered in snow that I didn’t even notice the horse and carriage that was in
front of me.

  “Your carriage awaits you, my princess.” Ethan smiled.

  “Wait. We’re going on a horse and carriage ride?”

  “We are.” He nodded. “Through Central Park.”

  “Why?” I asked as I climbed into the carriage.

  “Because it’s been snowing all day and the park is really beautiful covered in snow. I thought since you are so weirdly excited about seeing it, what better way than sitting in a carriage?” He smiled.

  “So this is why you cancelled our plans with Charles and Lexi.” I placed my hand on his cheek.

  “Do you forgive me?”

  “I so forgive you, Mr. Klein.” My lips brushed against his.

  Central Park was a blanket of white and truly a sight that I would never take for granted, from the covered pathways to the snow-topped trees and the lightly snow-covered street lamps that glistened from afar. I held on to Ethan tight as he wrapped his arm around me, taking in the beautiful scenery that could easily be a picture on a Christmas card. I was so happy and so in love with him and tonight was the perfect date night. He took something he knew excited me and turned it into something I would never forget.

  When we approached Shakespeare Garden, the carriage stopped and Ethan climbed out. Holding his hand out to me, I placed mine in his, and we began to take a stroll.

  “I thought maybe you’d like to see Shakespeare Garden covered in snow.” He smiled.

  “It’s so pretty, Ethan. Thank you for doing this for me.” I laid my head on his shoulder.

  “You’re welcome. I’d do anything for you.” His lips pressed against my head.

  We approached the area that we used to sit at every Saturday morning before it got too cold to come anymore, and Ethan took his glove-covered hand and wiped away the snow from a bench.

  “Have a seat,” he spoke.

  As soon as I sat down, he took hold of both my hands and got down on his knees.

  “Aubrey, I just wanted to tell you that I love you so much and I couldn’t imagine my life without you. You have taken me to a whole new level of living. My world was so dark before I met you and with one smile, you drove that darkness away. You are the most beautiful woman in the world, both inside and out. I’m a changed man because of you and I’m who I’m supposed to be. I’m the man who is going to love you for the rest of your life. Will you marry me, Aubrey?” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small blue velvet box, opened the lid, and held up the most beautiful diamond ring I’d ever imagined.