Our Kind of Friendship

Breakfast table was unusually bubbling with laughter and warmth, the kind of warming atmosphere that made one remember family.

Thinking of families, Ricky remembered what he had told Jade about his sister Julia and grandmother bullying him playfully when he was still a child, and for the umpteenth time wondered what had compelled him to reveal such embarrassing personal information to her, and how his life had changed in the past month buried deep in the thought of one woman who had a knack for making him experience shivering warm sensations that left him panting for more.

He looked around him, at the navy blue decorated table for four with a touch of flowers, the green grasses full of life that surrounded them, the tall skyscrapers he remembered from his earlier visit to Dubai that were built in honour of the founder of the resort, and the beautiful paintings of men dressed in Arabian traditional outfits of long kaftans and scarfs that covered most