Fredrick Traveled since Last Week

"Paloma"? I called again.

It wasn't like her not to respond.

A sudden sickly feeling began to eat its way through my stomach- perhaps it wasn't her at all.

My eyes stayed glued to the bathroom door as I contemplated getting out of the bathtub.

I watched as the door handle turned, and I held my imaginary breath as it began to open.

I first saw black combat boots- and then black cargo pants that clung to strong legs.

I let my eyes skim up his body; at this point, I didn't know who it was until they landed on his face.

The water suddenly went cold.

The man in front of me was Fredrick- there was no doubt about that.

His handsome suffocated me the moment he walked into the bathroom.

Goosebumps began to form on my arms; however, when I looked into his eyes.

They were softer and held an abundance of emotion that I couldn't quite recognize.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered, almost afraid to say anything.

I heard a nagging voice in my head chanting words I couldn't quite understa