good. When did he get so built?
We stared at each other for a moment, I could tell he wanted to say something so I kept quiet and waited for him to find his words.
"I can't stay, I have to get home for a conference call from China," he told me, "but Ramone told me you were back in Chicago and despite the sensible part of me saying it was a bad idea coming here tonight I decided that I had to come and see you."
I smiled at him, I was feeling sixteen again, sixteen and in love for the first time.
"Anyway, will you meet me tomorrow?" he asked, "just to catch up, it's been so long, I'd love to hear about what you've been doing these last ten years Ki...I really have no idea."
"Okay," I told him, agreeing to his offer.
Somehow seeing him in the flesh like this had caused me to throw my caution to the wind. I suddenly wanted back in to Thomas's life...and heart.
"Really?" he said grinning.
"Really," I smiled back, "where shall I meet you?"
"How about my place? I'd love to cook dinner for you," he said.
"I'd love that..."
"Great I'll text you the address."
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow," I said watching him walk away.
"And Ki, please ditch the cigarettes, your skin is so beautiful, I'd hate to see you get wrinkles before your time," he winked at me.
I sunk back into the wall. I had just encountered Thomas for the first time in ten year and it was not the scary disaster I had thought it would be. In fact it was kind of nice.
Chapter Three
I had been playing it over in my mind all day, how exactly this dinner with Thomas would go. I was nervously excited by the possibilities of what could happen. I'd either realise that after all these years I still loved Tom and that the thing with Eric was just out of grief and confusion or I'd realise that too much time had passed and our flame had died out. Judging by last night I would say it was the first situation though. I had felt alive for the first time in ten years, I felt like my blood had finally began pulsing through my body freely again. I was no longer stuck on limbo or numb to emotions I was scared I'd never feel again.
I heard the cab honking in the driveway and I went out to get it. I was wearing a black lace evening dress and underneath it I had on my most sexy lingerie. I was hoping to get lucky with Tom, he had left me in quite a state last night and despite masturbating myself to sleep I was still horny as hell. The cab pulled up outside his downtown apartment building, I paid the driver and walked into the marble floored lobby. The doorman sent me up to the penthouse.
I stepped out of the elevator and knocked at the black varnished door. It swung open and Thomas stood there grinning at me with his perfect pearly white smile. I eyed him up, he was dressed casual but I could still tell that his clothes were expensive designer ones. He had on a loose light blue cotton shirt and white trousers that hugged at his groin. I quickly diverted my eyes from the area, hoping he didn't notice I was looking at it.
"Wow, you look stunning as ever Ki," Tom said as he beckoned me in the door.
"Thanks," I smiled, taking a look around the large, stylishly decorated living area.
"This place is amazing!" I gushed, walking towards the large windowed doors that led to a balcony.
"I'm glad you think so, although I can't take credit for the decorating, that was mostly Eric," Tom said.
"Right...you guys live together?"
"Yeah, we're mostly out of town anyway, this is just sort of our touch down home," he smiled, "come sit, I'm still in the process of cooking dinner."
I followed him over the the kitchen area, stroking the granite counter before I took a seat on a bar stool. Thomas placed a wine glass in front of me.
"Wow, you weren't joking about the cooking part," I teased, inhaling the rich smell of Italian herbs and tomato sauce.
Thomas poured me a glass of expensive red wine and I sipped at it, enjoying it's rich, bold flavour.
"Well
We stared at each other for a moment, I could tell he wanted to say something so I kept quiet and waited for him to find his words.
"I can't stay, I have to get home for a conference call from China," he told me, "but Ramone told me you were back in Chicago and despite the sensible part of me saying it was a bad idea coming here tonight I decided that I had to come and see you."
I smiled at him, I was feeling sixteen again, sixteen and in love for the first time.
"Anyway, will you meet me tomorrow?" he asked, "just to catch up, it's been so long, I'd love to hear about what you've been doing these last ten years Ki...I really have no idea."
"Okay," I told him, agreeing to his offer.
Somehow seeing him in the flesh like this had caused me to throw my caution to the wind. I suddenly wanted back in to Thomas's life...and heart.
"Really?" he said grinning.
"Really," I smiled back, "where shall I meet you?"
"How about my place? I'd love to cook dinner for you," he said.
"I'd love that..."
"Great I'll text you the address."
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow," I said watching him walk away.
"And Ki, please ditch the cigarettes, your skin is so beautiful, I'd hate to see you get wrinkles before your time," he winked at me.
I sunk back into the wall. I had just encountered Thomas for the first time in ten year and it was not the scary disaster I had thought it would be. In fact it was kind of nice.
Chapter Three
I had been playing it over in my mind all day, how exactly this dinner with Thomas would go. I was nervously excited by the possibilities of what could happen. I'd either realise that after all these years I still loved Tom and that the thing with Eric was just out of grief and confusion or I'd realise that too much time had passed and our flame had died out. Judging by last night I would say it was the first situation though. I had felt alive for the first time in ten years, I felt like my blood had finally began pulsing through my body freely again. I was no longer stuck on limbo or numb to emotions I was scared I'd never feel again.
I heard the cab honking in the driveway and I went out to get it. I was wearing a black lace evening dress and underneath it I had on my most sexy lingerie. I was hoping to get lucky with Tom, he had left me in quite a state last night and despite masturbating myself to sleep I was still horny as hell. The cab pulled up outside his downtown apartment building, I paid the driver and walked into the marble floored lobby. The doorman sent me up to the penthouse.
I stepped out of the elevator and knocked at the black varnished door. It swung open and Thomas stood there grinning at me with his perfect pearly white smile. I eyed him up, he was dressed casual but I could still tell that his clothes were expensive designer ones. He had on a loose light blue cotton shirt and white trousers that hugged at his groin. I quickly diverted my eyes from the area, hoping he didn't notice I was looking at it.
"Wow, you look stunning as ever Ki," Tom said as he beckoned me in the door.
"Thanks," I smiled, taking a look around the large, stylishly decorated living area.
"This place is amazing!" I gushed, walking towards the large windowed doors that led to a balcony.
"I'm glad you think so, although I can't take credit for the decorating, that was mostly Eric," Tom said.
"Right...you guys live together?"
"Yeah, we're mostly out of town anyway, this is just sort of our touch down home," he smiled, "come sit, I'm still in the process of cooking dinner."
I followed him over the the kitchen area, stroking the granite counter before I took a seat on a bar stool. Thomas placed a wine glass in front of me.
"Wow, you weren't joking about the cooking part," I teased, inhaling the rich smell of Italian herbs and tomato sauce.
Thomas poured me a glass of expensive red wine and I sipped at it, enjoying it's rich, bold flavour.
"Well
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