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The room was heavy with silence except for the shock on Lucas and the man's face. The lady looked sad, her husband who had been staring at her with an apologetic look moved closer to her.She raised her hands to stop him, "Don't come any closer George,""I…I'm…" he stuttered, scratching the back of his neck. It was obvious the lady was still on the edge over what had happened between them.She cut him off with a scoff, "You're sorry?" She inhaled deeply, "Of course you are. You're always sorry and each time you keep doing the same thing over and over again. And each time, we end up in the same spot."She walked over to the other side of the room, where a large painting of Picasso that covered almost half of the wall hung. For a while the painting caught my attention until she spoke again."Why not go ahead and tell your friend how much of a great husband you are?" Her words were more of a mock statement than a question.I looked over at Lucas who stood looking at the woman, he seemed

To say I felt lucky was an understatement. Audrey slapping me across the face wasn't the problem; the onlookers who had brought out their phone to capture the moment was. I'd have spent the entire summer locked in my room if her hand touched me.I raised my head to see who had saved me. I felt a surge of relief when I saw Lucas standing there glaring at Audrey. The anger on his face was obvious from the way he brought her hands down still gripping them firmly, Audrey whimpered, trying to break out of his hold. But, he was too angry to think straight.I tugged at his hands to release his grip and he fired me a stay-out-of-this glare. I stepped aside, another second being at the center of a rift won't send me right to a therapist.There was a long line of silence, followed by loud angry breaths by Lucas especially. He was still hurt…it was obvious from the way he looked at her like he could pass a sword right through her heart. He shoved her hands angrily, he moved closer to me and grab

I looked down at Samantha's hand when I saw the tension on her face. My jaw tightened, it was that sneaky bastard Andres.A nerve pulsed in my temple, as different thoughts ran through my mind including the worse ones. Why was he calling her? What business do they have together? Was she already sneaking behind my back like Audrey did?The nerve pulsed even harder, this wasn't like Audrey's. It was nerve wracking that Andres somehow finds my women attractive, not like Samantha was my woman, not like I knew why he was called.I gave her a questioning look, her expression was stoic. I tried to search her eyes for answers, but they were bare.Samantha's phone rang again and I tried to snatch it off her hands, she was swift enough and held it behind her. Just wow, there must be something, something behind this call and for the love of me, I was going to find out.She gave me a hard stare and picked the call, "Hello Andres," her voice was tinged with skepticism. However, I didn't want to ge

My heart fluttered when Samantha's lips met my lips in a kiss. She kissed me, Samantha kissed me out of the corner of eyes . I saw her cheeks flushed with redness but she wasn't embarrassed about her actions.Why wasn't my heart beating normally? I heaved a deep breath fighting the urge to drag her back and pin her against the wall as she hurriedly made her way to the office."Sweet baby Jesus!" I heaved. I was the player, the one with the charms and all the tactics and the cue on how to sweep a lady off her feet, leaving her longing for all the positions I'd put her in.This was different, everything was different, she was different as her eyes bore into my eyes. Yes I wanted to grab her and see how wet she was for me. I saw it in her expression, the way her lips parted slightly before she kissed me, the eye contact, she wanted me as much as I did. But for the love of whatever she believed in she was holding back.I leaned further into the chair, placing my hands on my head. More tha

My eyes opened slowly to the rays of warm morning sunlight seeping through the cream curtain linen. The rays were warm and cool but my eyelids felt heavy I clamped them shut. I pulled the comforter over my face and rolled to the other side of the bed.Wait a quick second. Other side of the bed?I sat up. Squinting my bleary eyes, I looked around the room, Lucas hadn't been home the previous night. I rested my back on the headboard, now I knew why my head felt heavy. I'd stayed up all night waiting for him till sleep enveloped me.As I got out of the bed to change out of the pink silky nightgown to my bathrobe, I thought of different reasons why he'd not come back home. I got into the bathroom and settled for the glaring reason–work.After his breakup with Audrey, to the best of my knowledge at least, he'd not been with another woman.It was work. Work. Work. WorkFor a second, it felt like a consolation but I quickly shoved it aside. It wasn't bad that I'd an idea where my "partner"