Walking out of the company building with my colleagues laughing
"Geez, when will you stop bitching her about it?" I said smiling
"when she stops blushing whenever I call talk about him, I will stop teasing her" Bridget said laughing, then we all laughed
I stopped laughing and stopped walking as well when I notice Blake standing just outside the company waiting, he was leaning on the car with his hands crossed at the parking lot.
"hey little lion" he said calling out at me walking towards me, linking my hands on both of my colleagues, I acted as though he wasn't referring to me
"hey wait hold up" he shouted following us as I drag my colleagues towards my car
"hey Emily, what's going on?" Bridget asked
"do you know that guy? is it you he's talking to?" Gwen asked
"I will explain to you guys, please get in the car first? I said hurriedly unlocking the cars with the car keys
they were already in the car and just as I was about to jam the car door Blake held it
"Emily we need to talk" he said angrily he looked me straight in the eyes clearly trying to control his anger
"I'm sorry, but I've got nothing to say to you" I said still trying to pull the door
"but I do I have a lot to say, a lot of questions to ask you" he said looking at me with a straight face
"well I'm sorry to say, but I don't want to know you, don't want to hear about you," I said still struggling with the door
"and definitely don't want anything to do with you, isn't that what you told me to do? to stay away from you" I asked still looking straight back him, he seemed confused thinking deep, using the opportunity I locked the car doors and drove off
"hmm so how the hell did you get to know such a breathtaking guy huh?" Bridget asked winking at me
"well I.... hmmm...." i said thinking of what to say
"yeah that guy is heavenly handsome he looks like one of those creatures God took his time to structure, but why did you turn him down?'"
"well, you see we used to be friends back when we were little or should I say from babies, but we some how got separated in high school, we recently made an encounter and he says he want us to be together, Iike he want us to get into a relationship" i said not knowing what to say well it's a partial lie and partial truth
"but that guy looks familiar" Bridget said
"yeah I think I saw him in the TV or something" Gwen said
"never mind that, are you ladies going home or you want to drop off somewhere" I asked trying to change the line of conversation
"nah we are going home" Gwen said from the backseat
"today is Tuesday right" Bridget asked
"yeah" I said confused
"David is coming over today right?" Gwen asked
"he will" I said driving to the next Street
"any plans for dinner? what are you going to prepare for him" Gwen asked
"I'm too exhausted to cook anything and David doesn't mind that's the reason why I like him and he never demands or complains about anything" I said
"well I envy you, my boyfriend isn't like David" Bridget said
"jealous yet?" I asked smiling
"in your dreams" both Bridget and Gwen said in unison
when I got home I was so exhausted, too tired to cook I had lit the fire when I arrived home from work, knowing David is coming and would appreciate the warmth.
then she spent 20 minutes relaxing in a hot bath before slipping into a long flowing caftan. she recognized David's lights tap on the door and called him to get in
"I'm too lazy to get up" she was curled up, half sitting on a pile of soft cushion on the carpet in front of the fire, a drink of lemonade in her hand
"there's a cup of lemonade in the fridge. help yourself or if you want something stronger...…."
"I know where it is, so don't get up" nothing could have induced me from getting up
twenty minutes more in front of the fire and she meant begin to regain some of her fatality, but not yet. she stared at the fire while she waited for David to join her formless thoughts on her mind
David came back with a glass in his hand. He found himself a cushion and joined her on the carpet.
"I didn't start anything for dinner, I thought maybe a pizza?" she watch him loosen his tie that helped give him a business-like image at the college.
With his boyishly curly blonde hair, David has to dress deliberately to distinguish himself from the students, actually David is a lecturer at Grace Technology College.
"sounds fine shall I order it?"
it was one of the things she liked about him, not only did he like pepperoni pizza but he was perfectly willing to accept that she was too tired after a day's work to worry about cooking or hostessing.
"And how is work" David asked
"it was fine but stressful" I said tiredly
"so how was your day" I asked looking at him
"well it was like every other day fine and exhausting" smiling when he notice my eyes on his lips
the pizza came. David opens the cupboard box, while Emily put another piece of wood on the fire and plugged some moody music into the stereo, David cleared away when the eating was done
"that's the way I like to do the dishes" he told her
"just throw it into the garbage" he rearranged the cushions and she curled up against him, her head on his shoulder
"I'm taking my brother's children to the Maritime Museum this weekend" he told her in one of the spaces between the music
"you could come along"
"have already had plans to visit my friends mum, sorry maybe next time" she says cuddling closer to him
the music quickly losing its slow moodiness David's hand slide along the long silky fabric of a caftan. when she turned her head his lips took hers with a gentle possessiveness the music stared her blood and her body drawing a response from her like passion
Then her eyes opened and the dark man in a mind dissolves into the youthful charm of David, she was relieved when the doorbell rang. her kiss had been like a promise making it difficult to plead tiredness or a headache
it would have to be Paula, probably forgetting that Tuesday was David night. Emily would invite her in and offer our coffee Paula was astute enough to take the hints and that she should stick around until David left.
if Paula hadn't come, Emily would have had to send him away in any case, the music and a fire at conspire to call up Blake's ghost to haunt her. she dare not close her eyes for fear her lover would be replaced by Blake's dark threat
"ignore it" murmured David when the doorbell rang, again before Emily had herself untangled from his hands
"it will be Paula and it shows I'm here, my car is outside" she said standing up and walked across the carpet in her bare foot, feeling the coolness as she stepped off the carpet
"if you don't answer she will have the sense to go away"
"oh come on, don't be like that" I laughed reaching for the door
" come on in" she was saying as she open the door before she saw him.
He was smiling that smile, stepping towards her even as she started to close the door again
"you did invite me in"
"no not you" his arms was resting against the door preventing her from closing it
"please leave Blake, I have company and I don't...….."
"sure you can introduce me to your friends" his eyes had narrowed taking in the fullness of lips, the disarray of hair, her bare feet.
"you may as well let me in. I'm not going away until you do"
"this is my home. you have no right"
"let me in, Emily" he grasped her shoulder with his hands and move the her firmly aside
"stop manhandling me, get out" he ignored her, pushed past her and walk into the living room, he was taking in every detail with his blue hazel eyes that glittered dangerously... the fire, the pile of soft cushion that supported David. David himself with his tie gone, his shirt half unbuttoned.
David splattered
"I don't know who you are but I think you'd better...….."
"Blake Harding"
Emily watch Blake approaching David, she was frozen knowing he was going to do something, knowing she couldn't stop him, he stop two steps sway from David he was smiling
"this is David Roswell" he glared at Blake
"Blake isn't staying" she told David
"he's just leaving"
"I'm not in that much of a hurry Emily" if she hasn't seen his eyes, she could almost have believed he was as nonchalant as he sounded
"I like the sound of your music, perhaps I will stay to listen for a bit"
"you will not, I don't want you here Blake"
"I think you'd better be leaving Harding" David was standing behind her, working hard as he was trying to sound threatening, he wasn't good at it.
Blake laughed
"look here," David began angrily
"who ever you are...…"
"get out Blake" Emily demanded, knowing David's anger would only make Blake worse, he didn't seem to hear her
"David Roswell" he speculated his eyes dismissing his rival
moving to Emily, as if he was taking possession of her. he did it deliberately, not hiding the journey of his gaze, from her tousled hair, down to the modest opening of caftan at her neck, further to the curve of her breast beneath the fabric
Anyone watching them will believe that Blake's eyes told a story of possession, as if he had only have to reach out a hand to make her his, right there and right now. Right in front of David. It was as if he never existed
"you know something? I think it's best Roswell, that it makes more sense if you're the one to leave not me"
"Blake, you have got one hell of a nerve! so help me, If you get out of here, I'm calling the police! I'll charge you with breaking and entering. I'll....."
"Darling once you get over being angry, you won't do any of that and you know it, now tell your friend to run along. you and I have a lot to say to each other"
"Emily, just who is this man?" David asked
"what is he to you?...…. he talk as if...….." he stopped midway, he looked at me, then at Blake.
As if realizing something, she started shaking taking a step back as he realized something
"Are you and him....I mean, you and him...….."