"We efface an hour by passionate love, without twists, without aftertaste. When it is finished, it is not finished, we lie still in each other's arms lulled by our love, by tenderness -- sensuality in which the whole being can participate."
~Anais Nin
For the next three hours that pass, I bury myself in paperwork and I don't stop until my phone begins to ring. I drop my pen and pick up my phone and on it is the name Zack as the caller ID.
I smile warmly, pick the call and place the phone to my ear, "Hello Zack."
There is a hesitation before he speaks up, "Hey Alex, you okay?"
"I am okay, but you on the other hand sound like you're not," I state with a curious tone. "Is everything okay Zack?"
"Yes," there is still a hesitation in his answer and unsureness in his voice. "I wanted to talk to you about last night." He trails off.
"Okay?" I drag out wanting him to continue.
"Sorry means you leave yourself open, to embrace or to ridicule or to revenge. Sorry is a question that begs forgiveness, because the metronome of a good heart won’t settle until things are set right and true. Sorry doesn’t take things back, but it pushes things forward. It bridges the gap. Sorry is a sacrament. It’s an offering. A gift."~Craig SilveyA painful feeling sets in my chest and my voice only comes out a little to ask, "You're leaving?"He keeps bringing his clothes and shoving them into the bag, not bothering to looks at me, "What does it look like?"Watching him pack his stuff together is painful much more painful than I can ever imagine, "Because I hit you?"He turns to me with an astonished look, but his eyes are glassy, "Jesus Christ Alex! After everything that has happened in the last thirty minutes hitting me is the only reason you see?""It's because of Rekiya then, because
"I wanted the heat and the sweat and the passion of a man that I could love and trust. And I wanted to give myself to him: not for advantage, but for desire.Philippa GregoryZanderAs the elevator opens on the second floor, I step out and make my way to the door with the inscription 4B on it and I knock on it. After the second knock, it opens and there stands Havana with a bright smile, wearing pink pyjamas, her hair is in a loose ponytail and her face has no makeup on. She'd told me earlier when she called about her illness and her face clearly shows she was telling the truth and for someone who is a little unwell, she still looks good.She steps out of the way and ushers me in. "You came," she says, as she shuts the door; her voice happy and need I say gratefully."I said I will, these are for you," I say and pull my left hand out from my back and handed her the white roses in it. "I didn't know which would
“The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.”George MooreAlexanderArriving before the board members have always been a tradition that I've maintained for the past two years unless of course, I was absent0 from the meeting. So like those other days, I woke up early and was dressed and made my way out of the house even before Zander woke. I arrive at the company a minute to 8 a.m and start for the boardroom, after dropping my bag, leaving only the files in my hand in hope to wait for the rest of the members as the meeting is still scheduled to take place in about an hour.After the truth talk I had with Zack, he left because I couldn’t look him in the eyes and lie to him and so I told him that if Rogue offered me relationship, I
"So, what can't you take? Decide which of the two options is harder, and do the other. That way, no matter how hard your choice turns out to be, at least you can find comfort in knowing you're avoiding something even worse."~Josephine AngeliniI immediately glance at my wristwatch and realise that it’s twenty minutes to nine AM and the board meeting is supposed is to begin soon. I look back up and see that they are all still at the door and silently staring between Rogue and me in scrutiny and I’m about to dismiss their obvious though and tell them that nothing has happened and Rogue was just earlier than expected but that would not be believable because in the past ten to fifteen seconds that the other board members have stepped into the room Rogue hasn’t given then a glance as his gaze and full attention is completely fixed on me.“Mr Von Quaint you are already here!” Idara
"There are people of spirit and there are people of passion but much less common that one might think. Rarer still are the people of passion and spirit. But rarest of all is a passionate spirit."-- Martin BuberMy failure started when I didn't plan ahead of time, when I didn't think to counter every question and argument Rogue presented my way and never should have given him the ground to throw my ideas out the way he did and since it's my fault and his idea is the one we are now going along with, I should have voiced out that I didn't want to be part of it, but as I tare between the nine faces seated around the table eight of which belong to my board members, I wonder how they'd look at me if I decided to pull out at the last stop. I'd give them more reason to consider me incompetent and unequal to the task of managing and handling things even when under pressure."Mrs Paige, do you agree with this decision?" Ivan Bassey a board member asks
"Take time to accept responsibility. Your life is exactly that--it's your life. It is created by you. You are constantly making choices, constantly creating new experiences. And although we can be affected by circumstances which can seem to be completely out of our control, essentially, we decide the direction in which we walk."~Nicholas WatkinsWe arrive at Chickens Republic ten minutes later and it seems he already made reservations because the waiter meets us on the way and leads us to our table which is already filled with food.Julian draws me a chair and I sit, "Life is filled with unforeseen happening you always tell me, but you went ahead to make reservations even without you being sure I would come." I remark somewhat questionably as I pick up my fork and knife.He takes his seat and clears his throat, "It has to do with faith.""I don't believe in God, Julian," I dismiss before it can get worse and
I am there with you. I am all around you. You are surrounded by me. You can feel my presence anywhere you go. I am always near you. Because our love is a passionate love. You and I are parts of one soul. You are incomplete without me. I am incomplete without you.Avijeet Das"You following me or something Rogue?""I've been here for the past two hours, getting fresh air and watching these kids have fun, and you just got here like what? Two minutes ago and I'm the one following you, that doesn't sound right." He doesn't sound offended or like one who just wrongfully got accused, he sounded casual as he walks to me and sits down, "I needed to clear my head and I wandered here and I'm reminded that simplicity is still the best luxury.""It really is..." I agree with him and we drift into silence, just watching the kids dribble, kick and score a goal with 'their ball,' all the while laughing and cheering them on. I feel Rogue's ar
“To feel aroused is to feel alive. Having great sex is like taking in huge lungfuls of fresh air, essential to your body, essential to your health, and essential to your life.~Fiona Thrust,He takes my lips in his before I can say something that would stop him and he pushes me down onto the bed, "Rogue, I'm not so sure......" I nervous trail off, my heart pounding heavily against my chest."Shhh," he hushes, as he trails kisses down my neck to the valley between my breast and his hands comes up to delicately squeeze and pluck at my nipple. His tongue laps at my left nipples and then he curls his tongue around the hooded peak, earning a helpless moan from me, "We can fight in the morning and you can be in control if you like, but let me do this," he mutters against my right nipple while his hands trail down every inch of my skin until I'm panting and needy for his touch at the centre of my arousal.As if hearing my very
"Marriage is the highest state of friendship. If happy, it lessens our cares by dividing them, at the same time that it doubles our pleasures by mutual participation."~Samuel RichardsonThree weeks later"How much longer do I have to sit still?" Alex asks impatiently as Martha and George try to get her hair into a perfect curl as if that was even possible. Her hair is curly there's no such thing as perfect curl, at least not for her hair. She remembers, Sarah, her mom constantly having to battle with her hair every day of school when she was younger. It was painful almost every time she touched it, but she had to endure it if she wanted to look neat and pretty for school. As she got older the curls lessened and the pain she usually felt as a child left— or maybe she just got used to it.Her hair has never been the soft and perfect looking one, it was tou
"The pleasure of love is in loving; we are happier in the passion we feel than in the passion we inspire."~François de la RochefoucauldShe feels his touch over her lower lips down, her neck and further down her chest and his fingers find her nipples, delicately strumming it, making her moan and arches her pelvis up, silently telling him where her needs for him is much, but he pushes her back down on the bed and continues his torture on her nipple and she moans out.He watches as her lips part and her tongue lifts between them as she moans out and he knows she's loving being touched, he didn't want to ask anything, he wanted her to communicate to him what she was feeling like he had instructed her earlier.He moves to the other nipple and he stro
"When a woman submits to a man, it's the most precious gift she can give. Herself. Unreservedly. The man has to respect and honor that gift above all else. Even if he respects nothing else in the world, he must respect the woman in his care. It's his sworn duty to protect, honor and cherish his submissive. To take care of her and provide a safe haven. Someone who would put his own needs above his woman's is no man."~Maya BanksThey step towards their bed and Rogue tilts her head up and snakes his tongue into her delicious mouth, tasting the vanilla flavour of the ice cream she had before they left the restaurant and that mixed with the taste of her mouth drives him insane. He pushes her against the close by window and he takes his time to worship his mouth with his lips as well as her face.
"I'll come and make love to you at five o'clock. If I'm late, start without me." ~Tallulah Bankhead"Do you miss our scenes?" Rogue suddenly asks midway into their meal and Alex almosts chokes on the food in her mouth as a result of how blunt and unexpected his approach was."Rogue...""I'm sorry if this is taking you by surprise, one of the things about BDSM is talking and I want to know what your opinion is on us resuming our scenes after so long.""Can we have this talk later?" She asks with awkwardness voice and her eyes don't lie.He looks around left and right, "No, there is nothing wrong with talking about it now, no one i
"A marriage is a like a house. When a light bulb goes out, you do not go and buy a new house, you fix the light bulb."~Happy Wives ClubThird POVA week laterAlex is at the balcony staring at the stars when she hears the door closing and she turns around and sees Rogue step into the bedroom, he's been out working late again and though she has nothing against him, the fact that tomorrow is the day they both go shopping for what they will need for their wedding makes her think that he may be too tired for it.
“There is a fine balance between honoring the past and losing yourself in it. For example, you can acknowledge and learn from mistakes you made, and then move on and refocus on the now. It is called forgiving yourself.”~Eckhart TolleWe enter into the building and as we approach the guard, wearing a black trouser and white short sleeve shirt with a badge he gets up and walks over to us,"Buenos dias (Good morning,)" he greets."Buenos dias (Good morning,)" we respond in unison."Estas buscando a alguien? (Are you looking for someone?)""Si, estoy aquí para ver al director de la prisión, señor Edwardo Fernanda. Dile que Rayyan Martin está aquí para verlo (Yes, I'm here to see the warden of the prison, Mr Edwardo Fernanda. Tell him Rayyan Martin is here to see him.)" I reply and he nods and goes away.I've not used the name R
"The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward."~Steve MaraboliFlashback"I want to go home, I want my mommy! I don't want to be here anymore!" I cried out as Lorenzo got up from beside my bed to put on his clothes. My whole body was dead from what he just did to me and I could barely even move it. I was numb and aching and I could only speak and that was what I did. Tears rolled down my face and go into my ears."I told you before, your mommy left you and she's not coming back because she doesn't want you, no one wants you. Are you happy hearing that?" Lorenzo sneered wickedly."You're lying, you're a liar, you always have been! I don't believe a word you say!" I refused to believe
These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen."~Elisabeth Kübler-Ross"Why are you up?" The sleepy voice of Alex calls out from across the room and I turn away from looking at the stars to see her scrunched up but beautiful face. "Come back to bed!" She calls out to me, raising her hand but it drops immediately from weakness and she lay back down in bed.I find myself smiling and I make my way over to the bed and I sit down beside her. "Why are you still up?" She asks with her level of concern high. "You can't sleep?" She adds."Yes, I couldn't sleep, gatita, but I'll be fine," I confessed to her and take her hand in mine."You won't be fine, sleep is important and without it,
"The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths."~Elisabeth Kübler-RossFlashbackThree months after meeting Lucas.The door opened and Lucas and I stepped into the hotel room, the trial just ended and I was found not guilty by the judge on the count of first-degree murder of my foster mother Audrey and after the verdict was made, Lucas offered to take me in as my guardian and when the court saw I didn't object they let me go with him. He informed me about the legal process of becoming my guardian and it involves papers works and most importantly my consent. I didn't have so much option or choice in the situation.Lucas