Days in Oman had been lovely, it was like a honeymoon. Spending the day and night with the one who loves you, and whom you love.There were times, when it was just books, and him reading to her the novels she has picked out, and her paying close attention while she admired his sweet heavenly voice. Rainy dates, late-night drives, camping, movie dates, showers, and of course baking together. Isaac was a perfect cook and had taught her recipes. The conversations were getting so better, and warm and safe. There wasn't anything in the world she would trade those moments with.She focused on his hands on her body when they made love, his dirty whispers behind her ear, her legs over his shoulders caressed with gentleness, and the tiny forehead kiss he gives her before tucking his dick in her mouth. His hands fisted against her hair, her hands gripping the sheets when he fucked her from behind, his hands around her waist, and the moans and kisses against her skin. The food he made in the mo
Anita sighed, "Juan is getting married today," she said bluntly. Gemma slowly pulled her hands back, looking away. And then a tiny laugh escaped her mouth with words."No, he's not." It was the only thing she could say. When has he arranged everything Juan had told her weeks ago? How could he possibly get everything together?"I'm sorry, Gemma... I am," Anita said, having no idea why she was apologising, but Juan made her look like a fool. "He didn't call you?" She asked Juan was heartless, but she didn't ever think he would be this manipulative. *********** February afternoons were made to be like this. The sky, mid-afternoon, is a beautiful canvas graced with sky blues and pure milky whites and golden balls, shining down to earth. The blue in the depths beyond and the smooth, rounded, sugary sweet clouds in the foreground. Stained white wooden porches, green plastic lawn and park chairs and a yellow butterfly dancing above the steamy urban pavement
"Alice and I are getting married," He says. Gemma's smile faded, her eyes caught her reflection in the mirror, and her eyes went misty at the stabbing words. Gemma remained silent on the phone, but her breath increased and became shaky. She looked away from the mirror and raised her head, pushing back her tears, her hands brushing the tears rolling down her cheek. Gemma knew deep down he loved her so much and wouldn't let go. She didn't want to either. Juan meant the whole world to her. Gemma's eyes are wrinkled. "But we could still be together. I'm getting married, doesn't mean we won't be together," Juan said. Despite the breaking news, she felt him smile over the phone. She shut her eyes tightly, her face wrinkled, her mouth streaked and tightened together, and like a flash, tears rolled down her eyes. Gemma quickly trapped the wiping sound in the palm of her hand. She heard him giggle, he was happy, but she wasn't. It wasn't what she had planned. Maybe he would give up on t
The following day, Gemma arrived in Juan's car, and they both headed to her studio.Ding! The door opened, and Gemma stepped in at the same time. Anita walked out of the dressing room. She looked to her left and found Gemma smiling."Good morning, you look bright," Anita commented as she walked closer to her."I am," Gemma turned around, and Juan entered. Anita's smile fell, she looked at Gemma, and she had a massive smile. Confused, she managed a smile at Juan."Hi, Juan" He introduced himself like Anita didn't know who he was."Yeah, I know you, you're..." her eyes meet Gemma's. "You're handsome," through her gritted teeth and her brows raised."Thank you," He said with a small laugh and turned to Gemma. "Gemma wanted me to drop her off," he stated."Anita's brows fell, and she darted at Gemma, and she continued to smile, "Ah, so you didn't see any reason you should?" She asked."I'm sorry. I don't understand," Juan said, managing a smile which was already fading."What an impudent
"Juan..." Gemma stopped chewing, suddenly curious, Gemma couldn't care less what he said, but the moment it was Juan's name, it interested her because Gary and Juan were friends. "Juan sent me a wedding invitation," He spat with a laugh.Everyone was mute for a while. Everyone knew just how much she hated Juan being mentioned, mainly if it came from Gary."Of course, I know," She answered back and then, a smile graced her smile, Gary's smile faded, and everyone stared at her, confused, including Sarah and Lucy. Was she that desperate for his love? They thought, unable to say anything.Unexpectedly, someone got the courage to speak. Beside him was a blondie, clearing her throat and leaning closer, "Hey, Gemma, what are you after? Money? Love? Or you're just desperate?" Kimberly said. Kimberly— Another of her classmates inquired. Gemma's eyes were filled with rage staring at her."She didn't ask anything wrong," Gary said."Yeah, she didn't. Why exactly are you following a married man?"
Anita sighed, "Juan is getting married today," she said bluntly. Gemma slowly pulled her hands back, looking away. And then a tiny laugh escaped her mouth with words."No, he's not." It was the only thing she could say. When has he arranged everything Juan had told her weeks ago? How could he possibly get everything together?"I'm sorry, Gemma... I am," Anita said, having no idea why she was apologising, but Juan made her look like a fool. "He didn't call you?" She asked Juan was heartless, but she didn't ever think he would be this manipulative.Gemma took a deep breath, maybe trying to process everything happening. She had her eyes closed, and her hands covered her shameful face. "He didn't tell you he was getting married? Oh, he's such a scum!" Anita vomited."He did. He told me he was-" her voice quivered, letting go of her face."What? He told me he was. And Gemma," Anita stopped, stupefied by her actions, "Did he give you a date, at least?" She asked."No, he didn't. He told me
Gemma's car was parked in front of the hotel where Juan's wedding was held. Someone had sent the invitation to the group. Isaac looked at her as he turned off the engine. She couldn't even look at the hotel as they arrived and hung her head low with mutterings, "Thank you for doing this" were the words that escaped her lips.Isaac leaned closer to hear what she had said, "I can't hear you," he said, a little close to her. Gemma gently raised her head and looked at him. She looked away when their eyes met, and he fanned her. "What are you smiling about?" she asked, staring out the window. Her face was covered in tears and sweat; it wasn't something she wanted him to see, but then, she couldn't bear him smiling. She had felt he was laughing at her stupidity, which bothered her.Isaac's genuine smile faded upon hearing her speak those words, and he wasn't the one getting heartbroken over some useless guy; besides, he was only smiling to cheer her up. Maybe he smiled too much, he assumed
It's been an hour now, and Isaac had no trace of her; he had searched the whole area hoping to find her but couldn't.He stood at the entrance while he awaited Anita's arrival, and soon after, he spotted her running towards him."Did you see her?" She asked, trying to catch her breath. Isaac took a good look at her and replied."No, I searched everywhere," He said with both hands on his waist.Anita stood straight, glancing around. "She must have found out," Anita mumbled to herself. "I shouldn't have let her go," she said, running her hand through her hair."It's not your fault. I shouldn't -" Anita interrupted."If she saw her, I mean Alice, she would know," Anita kept whining. She bit her nail, nervously glancing around. "Is that obvious?" Anita furrowed her brows, looking at Isaac. He must have seen her, anyone would recognise a bride if they see one, plus he had been inside before she arrived. Isaac nodded in response, and she closed her eyes briefly, shaking her head."Gosh, he'