Phase 2: Choice
Chapter 8
(*warning - Suggestive language)
Her: Free pass
We have been sitting here for more than an hour, Ady.
I am not in a hurry. I finished my song today.
Really? That is wonderful. Are you happy about it?
Almost. The lyric should sit well finally. Anyway, how was your day?
It was good. I spent so many hours on the shore today. I went shopping and had a great lunch.
I love this charm you got me. I saw the engraving too. You didn't have to but thank you. I will keep it safe, señorita.
I am glad you like it. Hey, can we go back? I am kind of hungry. Did you eat?
Not yet. Let's go.
We held hands and walked back. When we saw lights and people getting closer, we sort of had to let go of each other.
Why don't you come to my room? My band has gone to the local pub. We'll order room service.
Will you behave?
Depends.
On what?
Your smart mouth.
When he spoke like that, my heart swayed. I followed him to his room and relaxed. Having dinner with him seemed so ordinary. He wasn't a picky eater like most celebrities. He ate with gusto and that made me feel extremely at ease. He was quiet for the most part like he was thinking something over. He cleaned up after us and we sat on the balcony couch, me safely tucked under his shoulder.
Can you come to my concert next week?
Why?
Why? To watch me perform. That's why.
Okay. But, I can only come as a fan.
Fan with backstage access.
Really?
He pulled me closer.
You know? Being my girlfriend comes with a lot of benefits.
Wow! Girlfriend sounds so official. But, the benefits - those for me or for you?
A throaty laugh echoed off his chest and he turned to look at me.
I warned you not to run your smart mouth at me.
No, you didn't. You only said you'll behave depending on my smart mouth.
I turned to his side and got ready to taunt him face-to-face. Somehow I always got charged by that and he seemed to enjoy it more than I do.
Now, what are you gonna do about it, 7A?
I can come up with something to torture you.
To name one?
I can disobey the law.
Both of us were smug at that point.
That is no torture to me. If you are unlawful, I can challenge you to a duel.
You should know I have many arrows in my quiver and I'm a great shot.
In that case, I'll say my odds are stacked, I'll go back to black!
Holy! You quoted back to black!!
He jumped in his seat. His eyes were popping and his smile was broad. He was clearly excited. When he smiled, I couldn't help but hold his cheek. His face was warm from the excitement.
I love that song. Amy Winehouse - gone too soon. It reminds me of another old and very favorite song of mine.
"One - By Three Dog Night". We both said it at once.
'One' was my top favorite song that was first on my forever playlist. There was complete silence except for the tides at a distance. We were grinning ear to ear at the very thought we made that connection. Slowly the smiles faded, replaced by intense gazes. The gazes deepened and my line of sight wavered south as an extreme reticence came over me. My core clenched from his mere aura. He squirmed in his seat from restlessness. We were on the same mood swing.
Do you still want me to behave?
You're in luck, 7A. You have a 'get out of jail free' card.
Him: Cobweb dusting
This woman was a bundle of surprises. She just mentioned some of my favorite tracks. That hit me on a different level and I felt a warm sensation spreading in my stomach. A gut feeling. The fact that we connected over music and the uncommon shyness on her face pushed me off the cliff. There was no turning back for me now but at the same time, I didn't want her to run screaming for the hills. She has been by herself for over a year, struggling. I needed to be sensitive to that. I slowed down and let her lead me. I wanted to explore her personal rhythms. I suspected she was emotional and I wanted to find out organically. So, I continued to talk.
Now, why would I go to jail in the first place, señorita?
For trespassing into my mind.
Her honesty was a huge dose of novelty. She was visibly tense.
What would I find there?
She sulked and sighed.
Honestly, I'm not sure. I am very nervous, Ady.
I can see. Don't be. I don't want you distancing yourself from me. This can wait.
No. The thing is I have waited long enough. I'm not unsure, Ady. I'm only nervous about you.
I am not nervous at all. Do you know why? I found an emotional connection with you. My instinct says I can let go with you. Can you try the same with me?
I can.
Will you trust me? Do you feel safe with me now?
She sat on my lap and kissed my cheek.
Yes. I do, Ady.
That's good.
I caught her lips and kissed her deeply. I could feel her anxiety dissolving away.
Now, be honest and tell me. What's your deal?
I don't know. I can't remember and I don't want to remember. I want to start afresh.
She laughed on an impulse remembering something and I hooked my brow wanting to know.
My friends teased me that I am growing cobwebs inside because it has been too long.
Well, in that case, let's prove your friends wrong.
I carried her and took her to my bed. I was patient in untying her nervous knots and she let me explore her. I took her on an emotional journey and worshipped her all along. She surprised me with her patience and generosity. She took control of me midway and pulled me into an intense vortex. If that was the mind she accused me of trespassing, I would be a repeat offender for life. She demanded and took what she wanted from me. I found her vice and she found mine - all in just one night. We lay side by side, facing each other.
Well, was that worth a free pass, señorita?
She smiled enticingly and crawled into my chest.
You cleared off all the cobwebs if you know what I mean.
Are you saying that I am an expert spider exterminator?
Yes, and a different kind of rockstar too.
This smart mouth.. this smart mouth needs to be punished.
If you say so, milord!
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