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After making the st7up7id declaration in front of Caleb, I am hiding like a little girl in a corner, glancing outside a window. I am sipping a hard drink and trying to think. I don’t want
to get drunk with all my enemies around but stress is too high to stop myself.
How will I get out of this mess?
Dad will ask me questions. I pinch my brows and groan in frustration.
Why! Why! Why!
Why did I say this to him?
Only because I wanted to show him that I am not unwanted?
Lame. F7uckin Lame!
My phone pings and I pull it out.
M: ‘You look stunning today.’
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M
I frown and turn immediately, trying to spot him.
Is M here? My contract hubby?
I am hidden behind the see through curtains but I am unable to make out. Many couples are dancing. Some guests are talking in groups.
He is here. I am sure.
What is he doing here?
Does he live here?
He never told me, and he loved playing guessing games with me when I asked.
M: ‘I like this new avatar of yours.. and this dress… Simply stunning. You look stunning.”
I want to answer him but my fingers are shaking. Am I drunk or shivering in anticipation and excitement? I call him and come out of the curtains to spot him.
“Hey my doll!” he says in a low husky voice.
A shiver runs down my body. This is the first time I have heard his voice.
“I- I wasn’t expecting you would pick my call,” I say, truthfully. He never picked before. It was always chats and text messages.
“Well… considering how you are looking all stunning and dolled up tonight… That’s the
least I could do,” He says.
I am strolling thru the crowd, throwing glances at people in corners to spot him.
He chuckles. “Are you curious to see me?”
“Yes…” I breathe out. I want to know who he is.
“Never got this curious before… What changed Sophie?” He asks, and I flush.
He is right. I never had this urge to see him before. Is it his voice?
Or the fact that he is in this room watching me while I don’t even know him.
“It’s not fair… You know me… I don’t even know who you are…”
He laughs. My head turns towards the sound of laughter. I walk towards a balcony
where I think the voice came from. I see a man standing there, through the opaque
curtains.
Oh G7od, is this him?
His back is towards me. My heartbeat quickens and my mouth goes dry. I take steps
towards him.
“Are you sure?” he asks. “I am sure you know me… maybe you even remember me.”
“I… I am not sure.” I have thought about it before. Just in case I remember him. I don’t
think I do.
“Do you remember our first kiss?” He asks, and I take a deep breath.
I do have some hazy memories of that night… some chunks of my wedding nig
come back to me. But never his face. Even if I saw someone in my dreams, I never could
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Are you sure? The asks. I din sure you know me… Maybe you even remember me. “I… I am not sure.” I have thought about it before. Just in case I remember him. I don’t
think I do.
“Do you remember our first kiss?” He asks, and I take a deep breath.
I do have some hazy memories of that night… some chunks of my wedding night did come back to me. But never his face. Even if I saw someone in my dreams, I never could make out if it was just a figment of my imagination or was he was real?
“I don’t think so…” I say finally as I creep closer towards the man standing with a phone
pressed to his ear.
My heart is beating fast as I put my palm on his shoulder, and he turns.
My breath is hitched.
“It’s not me Sophie..” the voice on my phone says softly.
“Yes!” the man in front of me asks.
“I… I am sorry. I mistook you for someone else.” I tell him.
He smiles and nods. Then turns his back on me to continue his conversation on the
phone.
I move away from him.
“I want to see you.” I declare.
“I am enjoying it way too much to show you my face Sophie….”
He pauses.. then says, hesitantly, “Although… I do want to kiss. You simply look gorgeous…” He sighs and adds, “I really want to taste you again.”
My cheeks flame, and my body turns hot.
I don’t even know why I am getting butterflies imagining a kiss from him. I avoided him. Am I drunk again? Is this impaired judgment?
“I would like that…” I admit, too high in anticipation of kissing him, too high to care
about repercussions.
“But if we kiss… I cannot let you see my face,” He says and I frown.
“and how would that happen?”
He chuckles. “Go back to that balcony again.”
I turn and see the gentleman talking on the phone is not there anymore.
I nod and obey.
“Wait for me…. Don’t turn your back to peek at me Sophie.. or there would be
consequences…” He warns and heat pool between my legs.
It’s absurd. This whole situation is absurd, but my feet take me towards the balcony
anyway.
Why am I behaving like this?
Kiss
18: Kiss
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When I reached the party with Liam, David welcomed us with a huge smile and I
regretted being there already. I loved watching him squirm around me.
I still couldn’t figure out why he backed off that project two years ago and it annoyed
me. I have an inkling it has something to do with my own extended family. So I guess
shouldn’t be too harsh on him. Because I know Millers can be ruthless sometimes. But still,
I needed to set an example. So I bought 50% of his company shares and refused to show
up to board meetings. His business has suffered tremendously afterwards.
