Twenty eight

CHAPTER 28

SANTIAGO.

Try to know a woman and she'd open an entire new chapter that would very much leave you feeling confused, at that moment that was exactly how the entire situation felt. I thought I knew her well enough to bring out things I should know about her but as it turned out I was still miles off.

She was more complicated than anyone i had ever come across, looking deep in her eyes there was this factor that made her different, try all I could it was hard to figure her out.

I was seated right there at a spot at the pub and she was the only thing I could think about at that moment.

There was something about her that I couldn't quite understand, it looked as though she was the most complicated person I had ever tried to know.

The more I thought about it, the more complicated it felt at the back of my head. There was a feeling of unease and it left many questions unanswered.

Everything that had to do with her needed answers, and I couldn't help thinking about them at the moment.

"Why is all of this stuck in my head?" I asked no one in particular as I slammed my hands on the table drawing attention from the few people around.

Already, Music was playing from the speakers blasting away.

I felt the need to smoke so badly, and walked to the bartender —a blonde, who had been looking in my direction all through the night.

"Good evening." I muttered soon as I reached the table.

"Good evening." She bit her lips flirtingly as she spoke to me.

I could tell from all her expressions that she wanted me so badly, too bad that I was taken already and there wasn't much I could do about it.

I listened to her and only inhaled a little bit. A couple of seconds passed. before I could let myself ask for what I wanted. " Can I get a box of cigarettes?"

She had a facial expression that got me wondering what could be running through her mind at the moment.

"You don't look like someone that would smoke his ass out of a problem."

I shrugged. " Well in this scenario, I am just that man. " I replied.

She winked as I got the cigarettes and walked away …

Soon after what seemed like a while smoke smoothly escaped my parted lips. A languid rush filled my soul as I let out every bit of pressure that was in my lungs and perhaps soul leaving my head feeling light.

The breeze was warm, the song from the speakers steady, while I smoked.

A part of me wished she was here, sitting close to where I was and smoking as well.

"Why are you looking at me that way?. ” I spoke softly, immediately my word's were followed by a

low laughter drifting on the light breeze from the table opposite us.

We turned and looked in the direction, only to see that it was two couples who just got engaged.

She turned and kept her gaze at me. "Let me guess someone broke your heart."

"What?" I sounded surprised. "Why would you think that?"

"Well, the way you've been looking all evening is so easy to tell."

"… what is your name again. " I read it off her tag. " Amber, do you engage every single man this way? "

" I beg your pardon! "

" Sorry, it might have come out wrongly but trust me I am the last man you would want to hit on. "

She shook her head and walked away. " By the way, I am engaged. " She turned back and muttered before disappearing behind the counter.

I dropped the butt of the cigarette into an ashtray blew out a breath of smoke, and took out another.

My direction was turned to the other side as I looked up at the starry sky. Taking a deep sigh.

Nothing mattered anyway. At this point I was so certain that I was the worst man on Earth and it was glaring from what just happened.

What do one need to do, to find the right one I thought, gazing at the constellations. I glanced

at her to see that Amber had been watching me. I could feel every inch of my skin growing hot—perhaps I needed an advice or two and shouldn't have shut her out the way I did.

The doorbell jingles as someone makes her way in, for some reason I look in that direction.

"Glenn?." She was the last person I was expecting.

“Glenn, Come over.” I said in Something that sounded like a soft and charming voice that wove through my chest.

This was a technique that had worked for so many women, it was how I got women:Nonetheless, I couldn’t say I felt cold as she did.

She walked toward me like a moth moving toward the flame, standing close enough for her

wings to ignite.

I held my breath as she did, I pulled the chair out for her as she Stepped forward until she was standing too close.

My pulse beat in my throat, as her Cold hands brushed mine spreading warmth to the pit of my stomach.

"Were you following me?" I was still shocked.

"You flattered yourself, merely took a walk and found this place." She looked around. "It is the closest I could find." She answered.

From the way she looked, it was as though she wasn't one that got along much .

In a way she was feeling all reserved, with her hands folded on the bed table.

"Is this your favorite?"

Her question felt funny, but I replied regardlessly.

"Yeah it is .” The words were smooth with a rough edge as it fell out of my lips.

My palm slid from the table as I turned in Amber direction one more time , she had a smile on her face as though urging me on.

"Santiago—"

"Glenn —"

We said our names at the same time.