MY WIFE

HAZEL

I gulped and my Adam's apple bobbed. What was Miranda trying to do? The same crazy girl who had dared to slap me earlier and confessed her hatred for me was now in my room, trying to seduce me. I did not need a soothsayer to tell me that she was up to no good. This was definitely a trap.

But why was my heart beating so fast? I could not deny that she was beautiful. Her sparkling eyes shone as she walked toward me. She was 5'9" tall, and her slender legs which were exposed to my view made her seem graceful as she walked.

Her radiant skin shone in the brightly lit room and a cascade of molten red hair fell down her shoulders. Her wasp waist called out to me, urging me to wrap my palms around it.

She did not stop walking until she was standing in front of me. Her heart-shaped lips parted and her dazzling halo white teeth gleamed. She placed a hand on my chest and I spotted her beautifully varnished fingernails.

She was nothing short of a seductress and unfortunately, I was caught in her trap. My breath quickened as what had not happened in over three years, suddenly happened; I got a boner.

I did not know how long I stood there, staring at her. Everything about her attracted me at that point; her uniformly thick eyebrows, her dainty nose, sweeping eyelashes, and delicate ears. There was an air of innocence about her; something in the way she looked at me.

I didn't know when I reached out my hand and brushed my thumb along her blossom-soft lower lip. She gasped in surprise and took a step back, and that was all I needed to come to my senses.

I gritted my teeth, "Get out."

I could see fear in her eyes. However, she refused to leave. She continued to stare at me until I walked toward the bed, picked up my shirt, opened the door, and walked out of my room.

I wore back my shirt, took my car keys, and drove one of my cars out of the house. I called my closest friend, Tyler, and met him at his favorite club; Vagas.

"To what do I owe this honor?" Tyler teased the moment I sat down.

I snorted, "Go to hell, Ty."

He threw his head back and guffawed in delight, "But honestly speaking, we haven't hung out in months. You're always busy each time I call you and I've been so lonely.'

I stared at him from the corner of my eyes, "Lonely huh? If I didn't know better, I'd have thought you were being truthful."

He laughed again and added, "On a more serious note, I'm sorry I couldn't make it to your launch party. I learned it was exceptional."

"Yeah, tell me about it," I replied as I downed the glass of wine I had just filled up. I refilled my glass, emptied it, and filled it up again.

"You seem to be drinking a lot tonight," Tyler observed. "What gives?"

I sighed and my mind went back to Miranda; From the first time I had seen her at my dining table and mistook her for a beggar. I recalled when she came to my company and the way she had acted.

I remembered my launch party, she had dressed up so sexily at that time that anyone could have mistaken her for a slut. She was so insolent and acted without thinking about the consequences; like when she slapped me.

But tonight, she had looked really ravishing and I had been tempted beyond my expectations. Had she really wanted me to touch her in that way? But what was her endgame? She was so young, yet so devious.

It was crazy that she had such an effect on me when I hated her so much.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Tyler's voice suddenly drew me out and I stared at him.

"You're zoning out on me, man. What's wrong with you? Did you fall in love or get your heart broken?" He asked with a grin.

"That's not funny," I replied. "I'm just going crazy."

"Who's making you go crazy?" He asked

"Miranda," I replied absentmindedly.

"Aha!" He exclaimed. "I knew it had to be a woman. How the mighty have fallen! Who would have thought that I would get to see the day when my best friend would be driven crazy by a woman?"

I stared at him and shook my head, "It's not what you think, Ty."

He raised his hands, "Okay, I'm not thinking anything then. Who is Miranda?"

"My wife," I replied.

He spat out the drink in his mouth in surprise and some of it splashed onto the back of my right hand.

"Gross," I said and got up. I went to the washroom and washed my hands with soap before returning.

Tyler still had a surprised look on his face as he asked, "You got married again?"

"Not something I asked for," I replied, downing another glass.

Tyler nodded, "Okay, I'm all ears. Tell me from the beginning."