Two hours and thirty-seven minutes went by. Dominik counted them all. He could not keep track of all the times he tried reaching out to Samanta, but it went straight to voice mail.
“Damn it! She is not answering, Friedrich. God knows what could be happening to her” Dominik was starting to freak out.
“Drop it already. She'll come back around…” said Friedrich.
“No. I am going to find her. I know I will not get any sleep if I cannot settle this with her tonight. Besides, We will be off to Santa Clara tomorrow, I would like to say goodbye and tell her I will be back by the end of this month” Dominik stood up from the table and made a sign to the waitress. “Check, please.”
“Sit down, Dominik! Stop acting like a fool. If you go after her right now, you will only be proving that she has you right in the palm of her hand and she will do with you whatever she wants. Keep some dignity, dammit!”
“I must see her, Friedrich, touch her, kiss her… Shit! What is wrong with me?” He grabbed his head with both hands.
Friedrich rolled his eyes. He did not like one bit hearing Dom say those words.
“Your check, gentlemen” said the waitress.
Dominik looked at it, pulled out some bills and put them in the leather bound case.
“Let's go” said Dom, tapping on his friend's knee.
They both got into Friedrich's rental car. Dominik asked to drive and his friend agreed, without a problem, thinking they would go straight to the hotel, but, a few miles ahead, the publicist realized this was not the way to the JW Marriott.
“Where are we going?” asked Treadaway.
“Samanta's.”
*****
“Thanks for dropping me off, Alan” said Samanta, sounding a little drunk.
“You're welcome. It's the least I could do.”
Sam looked back at her house, hoping her sister Teresa was not looking out the window. If she saw her with Alan, she could have a stroke.
“I can't deny it was really nice seeing you again.”
Alan smiled and leaned in for a hug.
“I wanted to see you” he said.
“Sleep well, Alan. Maybe we could hang out some other time.”
She brought her lips close to his cheek, but her heart unleashed itself and he felt it, too. Alan leaned in a little closer, held her tight and aimed for Samanta's lips. He did it.
Samanta opened her eyes wide, overwhelmed by this strange feeling.
Alcohol played it's part. Samanta was uninhibited and just let herself go.
Whatever the case was, she understood, in that moment, Alan owned a small part of her heart.
For a fraction of a second, she let him kiss her, but the thought of Dominik came to her. That radiant smile and those blue eyes struck her subconscious.
She pushed Alan away, shaking her head …
“No, no, no…” she mumbled.
Alan looked at her in confusion.
“Sorry, Samanta. I…”
“Go.”
“Samanta, seriously, I…”
“Goodbye, Alan.”
Samanta's heart was racing, it could only slow down when her house door was shut behind her. Alan stood there, outside her house. He was in shock after what had just happened.
*****
Across the street from them, a heart was breaking. The eyes watching that scene got fogged in tears. Dominik clenched his fists and took a deep breath. No. This would not be the first time he ever cried in public. No. He wouldn't. Although his heart had just been ripped apart, it was not the time to vent.
He could not believe his eyes.
Samanta kissing another man.
His suspicion had been confirmed.
That man was more than a friend.
He turned to Friedrich, who had a terrified look on his face.
“Let's go back to the Hotel” said Dominik in a broken voice.
And so they did, they both turned around, got into the car and left.
Dominik and Friedrich arrived to their hotel. They were both walking fast, avoiding some paparazzi who were by the entrance. Ewald, who was sitting on a couch at the lobby, reading a magazine, sipping some coffee, saw them coming in. He got up and walked towards them.“Dominik, I just got a call from…” he didn't get to finish his phrase because Dominik gave him a freezing look and carried on towards the elevator without a single word.”What happened to him?” He asked Friedrich.“What we were fearing. He got brokenhearted” he answered, going after Dominik. He even had to run to catch up. “Hey!”“If you are coming with me, be quiet. I am not in the mood for a lecture” snapped Dom.“No need to treat me like that. This was not even my fault.”“I am very angry.”The door opened at the corresponding floor and they both went out the metallic box.“And you have every right to be…” agreed Treadaway.“I am an imbecile” said Weigand under his breath.“No. You're not” Friedrich tried calming him.
Monday morning came and sunlight reached Sam's eyes, who, hearing her alarm go off, let out a huff. She quieted the alarm with smack. She felt like her head was about to explode.Little by little she managed to get out of bed and got right into the shower. She took a quick bath feeling all the while as though everything around her was spinning. All of a sudden, flashes of the night before came to her head; her encounter with Alan, Dominik showing up to the bar, all those beers she drank, Alan kissing her…Her eyes opened in disbelief.«What the heck happened last night?» she asked.She went out the bathroom, dressed up as fast as she could, made herself a strong cup of coffee, took an aspirin and rushed to work. When, in reality, all she wanted was to stay in bed and sleep all day.She showed up to work and put on her uniform. She was a couple minutes late, but Gordon didn't mind. She noticed Carlos staring at her, decided to keep staring. He went out of his way to catch her eye, howe
3 days ago.Barracuda by Heart was playing in his ear buds as he ran as fast as his legs allowed, trying to drain out all those feelings, but he couldn't. His subconscious was doing its best to remind him falling in love was stupid. And there he was, acting the part. The scene kept playing in his mind time and time again. That guy kissed her. She allowed him.«Who is that?» The question rumbled in his head for the thousandth time. The same question he had been asking himself the past 12 hours.It was only six am and Dominik did his typical warm up before practice. Unable to comprehend how Samanta could turn his world upside down. He always procured keeping a distance from the women he dated. At that moment in his life, he could not afford to waste his time in relationships, emotional conflicts, let alone thinking about a girl who had a boyfriend already, or, at least, so he thought seeing how this guy smooched her outside her house.«Alan». He remembered the name. «Darn! Who the heck
On the corner of 448 Hill St, right in front of the Downtown, Alan waited for Samanta. He looked at his watch and saw it was 7:53 pm. His date would be there any minute. He told her they would be having dinner at the spot they shared so many times before. The Hill Street Pizza. Where Samanta had the pleasure of devouring all sorts of pizza. Her favorite, the Burrata Pizza. He smiled melancholically remembering that time, when they had just started dating and he loved taking her to dinner here. But in reality, his plan, that night, was another.Samanta always mentioned how she wanted to go to a specific restaurant, one of the most exclusive restaurants in town, and it was on the terrace of that very building. She longed to try those delicious looking dishes, prepared by culinary experts, and delight on exquisite cocktails. However, he never managed to land a reservation at the Perch LA.That night, he would grant her the evening she had always wanted.He fixed his waist coat and checke
The flight coming from Santa Clara, arrived to Los Angeles, at 7:12 pm exactly. Dominik got off the plane and called his sister immediately. She indicated she was staying at the Crowne Plaza, so Dominik headed there right away to change his clothes.First thing he did when he met his sister was to ask to use the restroom. However, , Karol jumped on him, holding him tight. Although they hadn't met in months and how much Dom loved his sister, he was not the type to hug people. His sister knew that, so it was always only her, adoring him like another one of his fans, and, she loved him. A love pure and strong. A love only an older sister who watched him grow, learn to walk and take his first steps could only feel. Karol saw the clear resemblance of their father in Dominik.After a couple minutes and a last minute reservation of the most exclusive spots in town by miss Weigand, Dominik and her left towards what would become an unforgettable evening.“How did you find this place?” Asked Do
Samanta couldn't stop staring at her sweaty, shaky hands. It was beyond her how in the world she agreed to come here, why she had accepted Alan's invite when all she could ever think about was Dominik.She shook her head and forced herself to focus in the present time. She looked around and a smile came to her lips. They were in the place she had dreamed of for so long.“Wow! I can't believe you landed a reservation here. What if I had said no?” She asked.“I would have been a fool eating by myself” he replied.Samanta laughed silently and Alan did, too.“It is just what I imagined. Stunning” said Sam, indulging in the beautiful sight of town.“The most precious part is right before my eyes” said Alan in a whisper and Sam blushed when she realized he was looking at her. “Sam… I…” Alan stuttered, while holding Sam's hand, who pulled her hand back right away.“Alan, please, I don't want to lead you on. I don't…” Alan set his fingers on Samanta's lips.“Shhh… Please, Sam, let me talk” Sa
While Karol conversed with the hostess and she looked their names in the guest list, Dominik grabbed his phone, tempted to text Samanta, but he refrained.The pretty lady who identified as Amanda, asked them to wait for 15 minutes while their table was ready. The Weigands agreed and headed for the waiting lounge. Regardless, the girl could not stop staring at Dom, wondering "Where have I seen that face before?" This went on for five minutes until she remembered. Her eyes opened up big like plates when she realized this was one of the biggest celebrities in every sense.Dominik Weigand was not only captain of the Germany football team and the one player who had scored more goals this season. He was a beacon between hot guys. There is a phrase: “Hotter than Dominik Weigand in his underpants” it was one of her most used phrases with her friends. She had to go up to him and apologize, claiming she had not recognized him. Dominik asked for her discretion, he did not want anyone else recogn
Friedrich pushed the door to make sure, although he knew it was true what they said on TV. He did not watch this kind of shows, but lately, he was paying attention to all the gossip shows, since Dominik had decided to act like a true celebrity. After getting a copy of his client's key and persuading the manager to break his privacy policy, he managed to get the door open.He grabbed his head with both hands and cursed under his breath.The room is empty.“Damn it!” He shouted and kicked the bed.“What is going on?” Ewald asked from the door.“Dominik's gone.”“What do you mean he's gone?”“He went back to Los Angeles looking for that girl.”“How come?” Ewald looked around the room, hoping this was some kind of prank.“Just like he did at the airport when we came to America, same as he did during that press conference. Dominik in an escape artist” Friedrich broke a sweat.“Excuse me, sir” somebody's voice said from the door that made him look. “They left this at the front desk for Frie
I turned to the man who was talking to me. There was something in that voice that made me evoke a thousand memories. I looked at him carefully for a while, because although his face was very familiar to me, I couldn't place him. I opened my eyes like saucers and my heart stopped for a fraction of a second when I recognized the owner of those green eyes that were looking at me. In front of me was the personification of all my fears, traumas and insecurities. The man who served as a benchmark to compare all the people who came into my life after him. It was a beautiful vision, and at the same time a nightmare come true. “Antoine,” I said his name with difficulty. If the mere memory of him stirred up a lot of emotions in me, can you imagine “what his presence did to me?” The imposing figure of a six-foot-tall man lay before me. His eyes were greener than I remembered them and he had a beautiful smile (the one that brought out a couple of dimples in his cheeks) plastered on his face. He
I shook my head hard to concentrate on my friend's voice. She kept talking, but I stopped listening to her for a moment because I was thinking about Harvey, the gorgeous blond I met two months ago on one of my many girls' outings with Gabrielle, and who I started dating four weeks ago. He was divorced and had two young children. All my life I was reluctant to have anything with a man with children, because my policy was always: If I can buy a new car, ¿why buy a used one? This thought became ingrained in me as a result of living with my stepmother. It's not that our relationship was bad, but I remember a couple of times I tried to make her life miserable, just for fun. I was afraid that divine justice would take its toll on me for those years of rebellion and headaches I'd caused Valerie. But there was something about Harvey that appealed to me so much. He was very direct and upfront. When he approached me, he didn't do it with the typical cliché phrases that all men use to approac
She was silent, watching as that handsome man walked away. She didn't understand why she couldn't stop looking at him. She had seen handsome men many times. His father lived surrounded by them. Athletic men with heart-stopping butts. However, there was something about… Damn! h e didn't tell her his name a n d h e wanted very much t o know. h e hit his forehead as h e remembered how h e treated him. "How stupid I am. At this rate, I'm going t o be alone." She couldn't help but feel like a fool for being so rude t o him. Perhaps his intentions were sincere… or perhaps not. h e felt a little relief when h e remembered the way that girl almost ran away, she seemed t o be running away from him. Maybe h e was a lout a n d deserved every one of his mistreatment.Anyway, h e decided not t o think about it a n ymore. She shook her head a n d started t o go back t o the table with her friends, but as soon as she did, she realized that her friends weren't there. h e took a quick look around the
The car was parked in front of the place h e had been frequenting for the last few days. It was a good place t o dance (he loved t o dance) a n d have a couple of drinks in the company of a pretty woman. h e met Melanie in New York a n d since then she accompanied him o n his tour. That's how h e wanted it, a n d although August didn't need the woman who was willing t o have a good time with him, she was perfect, because she was funny a n d undramatic. (At least it seemed that way at first) I didn't understand how his attitude changed in a matter of three days.He shook his head a n d cleared his mind. I didn't want t o think about that. h e was ready t o celebrate that night h e appeared in the place h e had dreamed of for so many years. For every illusionist, the MGM Grand Garden Arena was a statement that h e was reaching the pinnacle of his career. His parents knew it a n d that i s why they traveled from Scotland t o accompany him. Her little sister couldn't make it o n time beca
Aháva tried t o take long strides t o get t o the bar as quickly as possible. The club was packed a n d people seemed t o be possessed by some kind of demon of lust, as they groped each other while dancing grotesquely. The blonde looked at the couple o n her right a n d couldn't help but shudder. Could it be that they did not know about the existence of hotels? God! She didn't understand why she agreed t o go t o that place with her friends, if she never liked going t o places like that. She was more of mountains, rivers a n d beaches. h e liked t o be in contact with nature while enjoying the silence or reading a good book. I had known Lauren, Jessica, a n d Alicia since I was eight years old. h e had just moved with his parents t o California. They lived in the same neighborhood a n d went t o the same school. Since then they were inseparable friends.Aháva was about t o turn nineteen a n d college was just around the corner. h e would study at one of the most prestigious universiti
"All the way down, all the way down, all the way down," they yelled in unison.The girls tried t o encourage the youngest of all t o drink the entire contents of her glass in one sip. However, the blonde with green eyes could not do it, because she did not like the taste of tequila or a n y alcoholic beverage. I didn't understand how there were people who drank liquor until their livers dried up, if the taste of alcoholic beverages was so awful.She licked her lips, wrinkled her nose, a n d put the glass back o n the table.Aháva grimaced a n d wiped the corner of her lip with the back of her hand.-I do not can. It's disgusting,” h e yelled, due t o the high volume of the music. How do they make you drink this? It i s awful!—Booo. Don't be a spoilsport,” the eldest of all spoke up. Lauren, a pretty woman about six feet tall, slim, with black hair, gray eyes, a n d white Caucasian skin."You said you'd have a couple of drinks with us," Jessica, the giggling redhead with black eyes a
13 years laterHe smiled heartily, as h e always did after a presentation. Hearing the applause of his audience as h e walked offstage was undoubtedly his favorite thing since his father gave him a cape, top hat, a n d wand for his tenth birthday. h e decided t o dedicate himself t o illusionism when that afternoon at his grandmother's house, a magnificent magician left him speechless by drawing a dove o n a small blackboard a n d then shaking it a n d taking out a royal dove. As it did? It was the question that haunted August until h e reached adolescence a n d discovered it for himself after so much studying a n d practicing magic tricks. In the end, it wasn't as hard as I thought it was.After finishing school, the Real Centro Universitario María Cristina de San Lorenzo de El Escorial in Spain was her next step in her academic training, where she specialized in Illusionism. Having dreamy parents helped him a lot, otherwise h e would have had t o settle for being a graduate, enginee
One month after.Dominik glanced at Carlos surreptitiously a n d Carlos nodded, indicating that everything was ready. Charlotte could not suppress the small smile that came from her lips, because she knew perfectly well what was going t o happen next. She was also Weigand's accomplice. Samantha gave her friend a confused a n d questioning look."They say that h e who laughs alone remembers his pranks," she mumbled, poking the blonde's side with a finger.Charlotte laughed out loud."I'm just happy t o have married a wonderful man," the Polish woman commented, scanning her surroundings with her eyes.The garden looked beautiful, decorated in a vintage style with turquoise, white a n d silver decorations. Just two hours ago, Charlotte a n d Carlos had said "Yes, I do", in front of family a n d closest friends. Samantha was the maid of honor, a n d Dominik was the best man. Little Aháva played with some children, sons of some friends of the bride a n d groom."Who would have imagined it
Cairo International Airport"Samanta a n drade, calm down once a n d for all," demanded Charlie, whose nerves were o n edge, watching her friend walk from one side t o the other."What if h e gets scared when h e sees me?" My face i s not the same. These scars..."You're still beautiful," Carlos said. You don't have t o worry about that. Aháva adores you a n d doesn't care what you look like —he added —Although seeing it from a n other perspective, they give you a sensual air, almost like a pirate —Carlos joked, letting out a laugh."I think what you're worried about i s what someone else might think, right?" Charlie commented with some mischief."Dominik i s the least interested in how you look, I'm telling you." Carlos winked at her.Carlos a n d Charlotte got Samantha t o relax a bit.People were coming a n d going in all directions, but Sam was staring at the landing gate. a n xiety grew within her being with each passing second. Almost half a n hour had passed since the plane fr