(Dmitri's Thoughts)"Dee?" she sweetly calls to me when she realizes it was she's meeting tonight.But unexpectedly, she doesn't walk away from me, nor scream at me, instead, she just stands across from me, waiting for my response patiently. Her eyes are locked on me, her damn beautiful expressive eyes: the ones that I yearned for to look at me again. I gulp at the sight of her and couldn't answer immediately. She looks elegant in her old rose dress. My body automatically reacts, though, like a gentleman in front of her. I stand up and leave my position, I walk over to her and kiss her on her cheeks. Then I guide her to sit and even pull the chair for her, one thing that I've been dreaming to do again for her. She still seems surprised but she remains calm during the start of the night. And the best part of the beginning of this dinner is the way he called me. I haven't heard her call me 'Dee' since the day she left. And I must admit, it makes me extremely happy. Everything seems
(Dmitri’s Thoughts) The words that I’ve been holding off since two years ago suddenly explode in front of her. The cool Dmitri could no longer take it, and just like that, I blurt out something I would never think of even uttering.“How cruel of you! You were the one who left when I was ready to fight for you. I searched the world for you, and now that I found you, you were betrothed to another man. Tell me how! How do I unlove you?”Tears fall from both our eyes and the next thing we know, we are kissing each other, deeply and passionately, as if the two years of longingness for each other has finally been released. Avery kisses me. She walks towards me, she holds my face and she claims my lips as if there’s no tomorrow. I feel like a surging fire of anger subsides every time her lips move with mine. Her kiss is like a ton of water that submerges my heated argument a while ago. I feel like drowning, drowning in her love, in her pain, in her lust, and in her desire. This warmth on
(Avery’s Thoughts) My mind couldn’t fathom the last words I hear from Dmitri at the elevator. I had sex with him, yes. I cheated. I am a cheater and I am the worse. I liked everything he did to me. How can I do this to poor Jeff? My body still feels every stroke of his slender fingers and warm hands to me. And even now, just this scent coming from his shirt is so captivating, I feel like having arousal early in the morning. My body just can’t get enough of him.I shake my head and go towards my room. Peach is already gone when I come, “Thank goodness she didn’t see me coming in with this shirt on. How could I even explain what happened, right?”I quickly change into something decent and comfortable. I slap both my cheeks, “Wake up, Avery! You must stick with Jeff! Jeff is the one for you! Jeff is the one who truly loves you! Jeff has been with you for a long time.” I try to convince myself, even though deep in my heart, that isn’t the case. I know, Dmitri still takes the biggest pa
Peach and I enjoy the scenery of this Huwaidensberg Street while waiting for the other group to finish their observation. One group finally arrives, followed by the last group. Now, all that’s left is the professor. It’s been over thirty minutes and the professor seems taking a bit longer. Finally, his figure is seen in a far distance running towards us, like a happy grasshopper leaping off the leaves. “Guys, great news, great news. Later tonight, we are going to experience the first-rated massage package and expensive dinner at the hotel courtesy of Mister Sullivan,” he excitingly says. The others are thrilled, too. While I just massage my nose bridge from the bad news I gather, “Looks like that billionaire is buying us off, huh?” Peach says. I laugh at her remark, “Looks like it!”She clicks her tongue, “I don’t like him! I still like Jeff more,” then she pats me on my shoulder. “Good luck getting away from that son of a wealthy man,” I laugh aloud. Peach’s side comments are
“Why didn’t you say he’s here? You didn’t even tell me? Why, babe?”Jeff’s voice resounds inside the hotel room. It’s not that I didn’t want to tell him, I just don’t want his precious trip to go to waste. “Babe, I, it’s because he’s nothing. I don’t want you to be so much affected. And I don’t want you to act like that, babe,” I try to calm him down. “Then when did he arrive, huh? When did you meet him? Yesterday? Last week? When are you planning to tell me, or do you even have plans to tell me? Answer me, babe,” he’s been walking back and forth just in front of our hotel bed.Thanks to the loudmouth and somebody’s slip of the tongue, our moments together are now ruined. “I am going to kill you, Geneva, just you wait!” I told myself. He snaps at my face, “Hey! Are you listening babe? You haven’t answered any of my questions. Would you like me to guess, instead? Fine! Let’s play your game!” he angrily says. “Babe, please. Let’s not ruin this moment, please? You flew all the way he
(Dmitri’s Thoughts)My head is still pounding when I receive a call early in the morning. And since it is from someone close to me, I answer it while my eyes are still closed. “Dee, Dee, Dee,” a high-pitchy, little feminine voice is excited when it calls my name. I groan when it feels like somebody’s screwing my temple, and impatiently answer the one on the phone, “Better be important, you already ruined my sleep now.” “I think I just found the perfect apartment in Seattle, you do know that I’ll be settling in Seattle soon, right?” the voice even mocks my intelligence. “Of course, you mention it countless times. So, do you want me to yell and scream out of happiness?” I sarcastically give off a remark. I hear the voice scoffs, “Tsk, don’t you dare use your sarcasm at me, dear. Remember, you owe me big time! And how long are you going to fool around in Germany anyway? Come back to me!” the voice demandingly utters. “Why do you care? And who says I am fooling around? She’s here an
“Avery, what are we really doing here?” Jeff asks irritably after we finally get out of the crowded airport.The States is very different from France, and I must say, I prefer living in France, although, I’ve missed being home. I am finally home. I look at his frowning face and act cute on him, “Babe, please, stop asking questions, I have a surprise for you, okay? Trust me on this!” I try to convince him while clinging my arms at him.However, he still hasn’t gotten over the fact that I lied to him about my encounter with Dmitri so he distances himself to me and untangles my arms. But I am too stubborn and didn’t let him do so. “Come on, please, you’ll soon forgive me,” I even press my body at him and I can sense the effect on him. But he still chooses not to even look at me. From the moment I’d arrived home, up to now, we haven’t had a single decent conversation. It is more on him scowling, or me, avoiding his questions. But I keep on irritating him, hoping that he would forgive
Seid enters the passcode without even pressing the doorbell so I ask him, “Hey, what if she’s not here, or both of them are having their moments. Is this even legal?”Seid pats me on my shoulder, “Relax, Ava. Have you forgotten, we always do this to one another, Kendra is not another person, you know.”I sigh, still feeling nervous about how Kendra will react once she sees me. Seid finally opens the door, and Nikolai’s face is the first to show up. He is flustered seeing us standing behind the door. Then I hear K’s voice, “Love, who is it? Is that the food we ordered?”Nik couldn’t answer right away, his voice is still as husky and deep as ever, “Uh, well, not really.”“Then who is it? Are they soliciting, again? Would you mind giving them some penny, I am a bit busy here,” K’s voice sounds like music to my ears, loud and vibrant. Nik keeps on staring at me and holds his stare to Jeff who’s just beside me. Then he mouths to Seid, “What the heck? You didn’t even bother telling me? S