*** Solana ***Fifty minutes later, Solana had changed into a simple evening gown. She came down to the lobby to find an unexpected crowd milling about. Soft jazz music melded with the chatter and laughter giving the place a warm, relaxing ambiance despite the steady crowd increase. The entrance was wide open and some people stood outside, talking, laughing, taking photos. It was dusk, so a few lights in the driveway have been turned on. All the faces were unfamiliar to her, including the other two security guards standing by different corners. Mark had contracted a security firm for the evening. She guessed these were the guys they sent.Where was he? Maybe he was still in his office. But he should be down any minute because the party was starting."Miss Jang. Looking good."Tony, the photographer called out, lifting his camera to take a picture. Smiling back, she struck a funny pose. As the camera clicked, her peripheral vision caught sight of Phil shaking someone's hand, though
*** Solana ***Solana's eyes remained on the wine as it gracefully cascaded into the cup, but her thoughts had travelled, detached from the lively atmosphere and from Phil. The upbeat music blared in the background. Laughter and chatter were all around her. Phil's attentive presence were an immense comfort. However, none of these things could maintain her attention. Her mind was preoccupied with the fact that Mark had left. Would he return later? Or had he called it a night and gone home?An older man grabbed Phil's shoulders, saying something she didn't quite catch. He laughed and nodded, bringing out his phone for both men to peer at the screen with great interest. Her gaze shifted from them as she took a sip of her wine. The glass had barely touched her lips when she caught sight of the object of her preoccupation. He emerged from the dancing crowd, making his way towards her.Was he finally ready for their much needed conversation? "Having a good time?" Mark asked over the mus
*** Mark ***It took another fifteen minutes for Phil's SUV to drive into Lovelane's parking lot.The only sound in the office with Mark was the distant music at the bar upstairs and Phil's car honking outside.He watched as the SUV's lights went off moments after it slid into a recently-vacated spot. The door on the passenger side opened only a few inches, and Mark caught sight of Solana's leg as she made to get out from the car, her silver dress covering her thigh. She lingered a few moments before emerging, purse in her hand. Phil came out of the driver side, too. At the sight of the two, Mark headed out to ride the elevator to the bar. He was dead sure that's where they'd go first.When he entered the bar, he noticed more guests coming in and some leaving. The air was filled with a mix of tobacco and different perfums. He thought idly that the place does look and smell like an expensive bar.His uncle, the lawyer, and a few other men he'd been with earlier were not in sight. May
*** Phil ***"You can't go up there, sir." Phil stood looking at Solana's 'friend,' Joe, was it? The 'pretty' man with the large build and serious eyes stood blocking his way like a wall.That was not as vexing as the new, bold out-of-bounds sign on the wall facing the fancy gate leading to Solana's apartment. These things hadn't been here when he lodged in one of the rooms some three weeks ago.Phil rejected the thought that Mark had put these things here because of him. But the man's words that night rang in his head again. 'This place is off limits TO you.'He unintentionally let out a startled laugh at these thoughts. He'd been right. When the man said 'Off limits' that day, he'd been referring to Solana. Not the top floor."This is new!" He said to the security guard, standing in his way.The man ignored the remark and simply said, "Please return to the bar or your room, sir. If you've booked one.""I was here a few days ago, and there was no gate or sign." Phil said."There is
*** Solana ***For a moment, Solana leaned on the car behind her for support and allowed herself to stare at Phil's retreating figure. 'I can't endure this.' Mark's urgent words when he kissed her this afternoon was a persistent, lingering whisper in her mind. But the thought that came after that always renewed her irritation - the dreaded apology. She took a deep breath, inhaling the cool night air to lessen the effect of that thought. The smell of rain was everywhere. Glancing up at the sky, she concluded that there wouldn't be any rain tonight because of the stars shining brilliantly above. Vaguely, she observed Phil's car driving out of Lovelane before tearing her gaze away and returning indoors with slow, lazy steps. She sucked in air as she passed the lobby, taking in its welcoming Lavender air-freshner. When she reached the edge of the staircase, she stopped to analyze the feel of her most recent kiss. In the last 10 hours, two men had kissed her. One of them spelled tr
*** Mark ***Dawn was only a few hours from now! He and Solana needed the new day. She needed her rest, and once the night passed, she'd be calm enough to listen to him. Mark thought. Or his head would be clear enough to understand what she meant and why she looked hurt. 'Did I hurt her?' The thought sickened him.After she went upstairs angrily not too long ago, he'd debated going to knock on her door because their conversation wasn't over. But he'd reconsidered the idea again. He was not sure what to say to her yet. Also, it looked like he was the last person she wanted to see or talk with.If she went out again, he was sure it was to see Philip. Who was now her boyfriend. He didn't have that privilege a week ago like Mark believed!'As of tonight...' The words rang in his ears again. God, he'd been such a fool!"There's a gate!" His uncle said again once they were inside his suite. Mark tried and failed to hide the chuckle that rose in his throat. Solana had used those exact word
*** Solana ***It was a Saturday morning and dawn's light warmly embraced the bedroom, prompting Solana to open her eyes to the new day. It took only a few seconds for the events of yesterday to come rushing back, weighing her mind like a sack of bricks and making her half-glad it was the weekend. At least, she was off duty and would not have to step foot outside till noon. Within moments, that relief got sucked away by the fact that she had to check on the new bar. Not only that, laundry and grocery shopping wouldn't do themselves.Not that she still felt sleepy. But she just didn't want to deal with the world in the hopes of avoiding running into Mark and 'his woman' by accident. The last time she saw him was up here in the suite. But it was doubtful that he spent the night up here. She swallowed the bile rising in her throat at the possibility that he eventually brought the woman up here last night. It was already 7.05 when she checked the time. Sighing her frustration, she f
*** Solana ***Solana kept the smile plastered on her face, hoping it masked the embarrassment she felt. Mark's cousin's face bore a genuinely welcoming expression as she said,"I've heard so much about you-""Kendi, why don't you wait for me downstairs. I'll only be five minutes longer." Mark stood abruptly from his seat and walked around to meet his cousin. But Solana's interest was already piqued. Mark talked about her?"Or I can just sit here." Kendi was pointing at the couch, but Mark's hands were on her shoulders, turning her around to face the door as he urged her forward. "Or you can go upstairs. Here's my key." He put one hand in his pocket to retrieve the keys to gate and his suites. "I swear we won't be long. Ten minutes tops." Solana caught sight of the two for a fleeting moment before Mark spunned his cousin around.She decided the familiarity she spotted in the other girl's facial features was her resemblance to 'her boss.' Not because she knew her from somewhere. The
*** Phil ***"I'm outside the hotel." The Uber driver's voice came through the phone on loudspeaker."Be there in two minutes." Phil replied as finished buttoning his shirt.It was early October. Which meant four-season countries were in their colder months. The weather was much chillier than he expected when he landed the previous day.He doned his new, thick, ankle length jacket as he rushed out of the room to his waiting cab.Minutes later, he was in front of Kendi's hostel in the city center.As she approached him from the distance, furrowed brow, messy curls peeking out of her hair warmer, he admitted silently that she was the reason he'd flown here. Not to piss off Mark some more or get over Solana. "You really are here." Laughter and disbelief colored her voice as she said this."What made you think I was lying?" He asked."What are you doing here, young Gonza." The shock was still in her voice but the amusement was gone."Young Gonza?" He scoffed. "Are you mad at me or someth
*** Solana ***The vibe in front of the motel lobby felt awkward as Mark led Solana away. He was quick to hide the embarrassed look on his face and Phil's fake smile was hard to miss. She looked at Joe's face for clues, but the guard was unreadable as he watched she and Mark moved towards the lobby.When she turned to glance at Phil again, she failed to see his face because Jamal and the temp guard's wide shoulders now stood in the way.Solana also noticed Lucy quickly returning to her seat as they passed the lobby. Mark did not let go of her hand even as they walked past receptionist to the staircase.She felt the need to ask. "Are you and Phil -?" "Chatting." He replied before she could finish the question. "That chat was long overdue."Was chatting the new code word for fighting? More importantly, had been about to do that because of her? That would be beyond flattering. However, it was totally unbecoming, especially for her former boss.Solana decided to find out later. Perhaps w
*** Mark ***"Who was that?" Mark asked his cousin.He wondered why she had been unusually quiet all day. Was it his little speech about parents and how they didn’t stick around forever? He shrugged off that thought. If it really got to her, she wouldn't be leaving, would she?One thing he knew was that she got like this whenever she was upset. Either her father must've really pissed her off or something happened, which she was unwilling to share. He thought his uncle was definitely not the only reason she was rushing back.She ignored his question, pretending not to hear, and he had no desire to press further, so he let it lie. Everyone deserved their privacy."I'm not happy you're leaving so soon." That was the truth."So come to Denmark one of these days. You're rich now. You can afford to go wherever you want." She replied, a half smile forming in her face. "Bring your pretty girlfriend, too." She winked as she moved ahead in the queue."You think she's pretty, huh?" Mark couldn't
*** Solana ***“You two should be working.”The sound of Mark's uncle's voice as he climbed down the stairs sends a jolt through Solana. This man again.She wished the ground would open and swallow her up. Mark still had his arms around her. She clumsily move out of his embrace, lowering her head in complete embarrassment. Stepping a few feet away, she wished there was a wall to hide behind, at least.“Thought you were meeting Uncle John? Mark asked the man.Solana raised her eyelids to steal a glance only to find the older man turning to continue on his way down the stairs. Relief made her suck in a deep breath. He was not on his way to Mark’s office.The man did not reply his question. Instead, he said, “Or you could use one of your suites. You’re not in a movie, Marky boy.”Solana glanced at her boss to find him looking down at her. It didn’t seem like was listening to his uncle.When the older man disappeared out of sight, he took her gently by the arm and led her into her office.
*** Solana ***After the little chitchat at the new kitchen, Solana only saw and heard from Mark just once for the rest of the morning.The brief meeting they had afterwards was nothing close to awkward. It was formal and serious, making her feel like they were back to that time when she pined for him all day and night. It felt like they'd returned to the stage when he looked at her with evident lust but keeps a safe distance.At some point before her lunch break, she wondered if their date on Saturday was not even real. Or were they back to pretending. It seemed like he'd forgotten the fact that she was his girlfriend now. Lovelane was the most important thing, of course. She was alright with that. Can't be jealous of the attention the motel got from him.But she was eager for the day to end. She needed to see how he'd treat her once they were officially done with work.It was break time, and she sat on her desk, wondering if it was alright to check on him. If it be too forward of he
*** Mark ***As Mark and his uncle entered his office for their meeting, he was prepared for any unsolicited comment or advise about his personal life.To his surprise, the man made no reference to Solana when they sat down to talk business. He went back to his usual, dignified, pretentious, proper self, beginning his questions and lectures about all Mark would be handling.Mark followed his lead and kept a professional and calm manner throughout their talk. If uncle Johnny saw him now, he imagined the man would say something like, "how come I never get this type of courtesy from you."The meeting went far better than he expected as they made plans for other businesses outside Lovelane.It turned out that uncle Johnny and Mr. Johnson were wrong about his paternal uncle. He hadn't come to see what his mother left behind to take back from Mark. He was getting the sense that the man came to ensure he was handling the estate well enough. If he thought he wasn't, only then would he make a
*** Solana ***Solana took a deep, steadying breath before opening her door. It is Monday morning and time for work.She had been dating her boss for forty-eight hours, and this day would be the first time they'd work together since they got involved.The sound of a door opening made her want to do one of two things. Nunber one was to get back inside her apartment and lock her door till he leaves. Number two was to run quickly down the stairs. She wanted to hide from him.Choosing the latter, she was already facing the gate but had to stop at the sound of her name."Solana." 'Why, oh why are you nervous?'She turned around and forced a smile through the grimace when a few drops of hot coffee spilled into her hand."Good morning," he said."Good morning," she replied.He moved closer bringing out his handkerchief and took the cup from her. Her hand shook a little when it made contact with his, but Solana was thankful that his did the same.He dabbed gently with his handkerchief, wipin
*** Phil ***The distant sound of a cock crow roused Phil from a sleep that felt like death as he forced his eyes open. The headache that struck as the daylight hit his eyes brought back memories of the night before.He and Kendi had ridden the elevator downstairs and she'd continuously insist he couldn't drive home in his state. Then she'd led him by the arm to this room, dumped him on the bed and left.Shame and anger filled him as he remembered leaning on her soft shoulder for support. The events of the past twenty-four hours made him wish this weekend would end already.Solana's date with Mark and the fact that he spent the evening with his bottle. Plus getting mocked by his ex. These things made him want to run off and start a new existence somewhere far from here."It's not enough that she witnessed the whole thing. You had to get wasted in front of her, too?" It was this very thought of Kendi that kept Phil on the bed, wishing he could vanish from the city.Eventually, he made
*** Phil ***"Hey! Hey!"Kendi stood between Phil and the glassdoor of the lobby. The nausea he'd felt all day intensified as he watched Solana and Mark enter the new, tiny elevator. "Don't even think about what you're thinking about." Kendi warned him, pulling his arm towards the outdoor staircase that led to the bar.Phil didn't know what he was thinking. Except that the bastard had his hand on Solana's lower back while she smiled up at him and gave him those doe-eyed looks."They are just getting back from a date, Phil. That means you lost! She chose him. C'mon." Kendi kept dragging him away, and Phil noticed mister harsh-face security guard now watched him with interest from the lobby's glass door. He felt like going up to that one to ask him what he's looking at. But Kendi had a tight grip on his shirt as she dragged him away."She hasn't told me that yet." He argued."Don't be stupid." She replied, urging him up the stairs.An the image of Mark and Solana, naked in bed tonight,