I watch Andrea still sleeping soundly while I am getting dressed for a meeting. She was energetic last night. I never imagine a girl with reserved demeanor can be that wild. I grin while placing the little note I wrote for her.
Good Morning Beautiful, Eat this and drink this.
I ordered her favorites berry pancakes and black coffee. I know she never likes orange juice and typical morning breakfast like other girls I used to date. Now that I think about it, Andrea is a nice girl. She has charming smile and a great conversationalist. For a girl her age, she knows how to pretend to be interested. She knows how to make me feel like a man. And last night, was exceptional. She followed my command and completely submit to me. When I whispered " You're mine", she grinned. I can't erase the thought of her, I want more.
I open my eyes slowly while trying to find Matt. He's nowhere in sight. I stretch my arms as I look at the notes written on the bed side of the table. I smiled and find white sleeve shirt and navy pants on the sofa. After freshen up, I wear the shirt he gave me and idling on the sofa, reminiscing last night. I blush.
Since I have three days more , I decided to stay with Matt while he's in town. I can take him to my favorite restaurant and we can have more conversation. I want to get to know him. He already amazed me this morning with breakfast in bed and a pretty white sleeve shirt. I am completely sweep off by his little actions.
They both stands up in front of the pizzeria waiting for Andrea's taxi. It is a starry night and Andrea is wearing the white sleeve she got from Matt. The bustling road is the gap between their awkward silence.
"So,what do you think about the restaurant Matt? Do you like it?"
" It's quite decent. Not the best"
" Emm.. so you're leaving tomorrow right?"
" yes. I am going to Japan tomorrow evening. I look forward seeing you soon"
Matt reach out to her pocket as Andrea waits for the taxi.
" Text me as soon as you reach your apartment"
" Mmh, I will text you. Take care and have fun in japan"
I walk out of the restaurant with Bethany. We are waiting for our Uber ride to take us home. The thought of Andrea cross my mind. In all seriousness, I don’t know how to tell Elise or Andrea whatever her name is. I think it’s fair now that I am getting married to Bethany in a month. I will tell her the truth or perhaps never. I miss her curvaceous body on me, her soft laugh, Her late night flirtatious messages . I miss her. Yet I know, we can’t be together. This has to end.
I reached out through my phone book. I hesitantly delete Elise's number. I pause a moment but eventually, I delete her number from my directory.
It has been three weeks since Matt texted me. I wonder if he is doing fine in Japan. Maybe he is busy. I hesitantly text him although that is not how I do things, especially to a guy. But I muster up a courage to text him.
Andrea : Matt, are you upset with me? I miss you. Can we meet and talk about it?
An hour later
Andrea : Please pick up my call! I am worried.
An hour turns to days, days to months. There is no more messages from Matt.
~ Mac~
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