The Lust Of Love

Reaching The hotel

Oh, The Horse and she also said" . How lovely. Jesus , I was really going to have to keep my temper in check. She was here in her own right this time, and The Horse couldn't just send me packing. She straightened her shoulders and followed the driver and Me.

Once we reached the hotel and exit the car the humidity smacked her in the face. Her hair instantly increased in volume. She blinked against the sunlight and took the our surroundings—a tiny little airport surrounded by massive palm trees.

Me and her slid into the white limousine, which was really quite ridiculous for two people she said , while I assisted the driver with placing the bags inside the trunk.

This was her first visit to the South Pacific and She was in awe of the idyllic setting, crystal-blue waters, brilliant blue and cloudless sky, tropical flowers and plants, and rolling hills in the distance. Everything was lush and green. Vibrant, and so pretty.

The driver stopped in front of a Blueish green -and-white stucco hotel. It was charming, but somewhat understated, letting the natural beauty of the island stand out.

We headed inside and She felt out of place in her jeans and T-shirt, which would've been fine back home. Here She felt homely and anything but sophisticated. The lobby was little more than a large, thatched roof pitched over marble floors. It was open on all sides, allowing the ocean breeze to lift strands of hair from her neck and providing a breathtaking view of the beach beyond.

We  were instantly handed cocktails poured into real coconuts while we checked in. She sipped the icy, sweet concoction, letting the flavors of spiced rum and creamy coconut milk dance on her tongue while I handed over his credit card. I could get used to this life.

The approach of Loud clicking heels across the marble floor caught her attention and She turned and saw that......

FIONA The horse was here.

She was island perfection in a colorful pastel sundress and gold sandals. Her dress was loose fitting but her belly had grown since She had seen her last. Her skin was lightly tanned and she was glowing.

Fuck me. Sophie said.

She wished She could stop comparing herself to this woman but knowing she'd had a five-year affair with me made that a very hard to do.

"Hello my Love! You made it!" The horse said while She had eyes only for Me and threw herself into my arms. And I was feeling uncomfortable.

"Fiona." I greeted her nicely and removed her nails and hands away from around my waist.

Her eyes landed on Sophie this time . "Ohhhh Sophie . I didn't expect to see you." She said with a sarcastic tone.

My arm came around Sophies waist, drawing her closer. "She is staying with me, and I'd appreciate it if you'd cooperate with her and if you don't we will have a little problem ." I told The Horse.

Fiona's answered with a smile that was as fake as it could be , her lips curving up to reveal too-white teeth. "Of course, Bubba The Horse said . I'll play nice." One hand moved to rest against her pregnant belly .

"Hi, Fiona Sophie said ." She found her voice, however soft and shaky . "I emailed you about obtaining My Boyfriends schedule while we're here." She said.

"I'll send it to him tonight." The Horse said.

"Send it to Sophie ," I interrupted.

"Of course," she said while looking a little hurt from what I've said . "We have a pre-production dinner tonight with the photographer," she told us .

"My girlfriend or as I would call her my babe is working for me now so it'll be good for her to hear whatever's we discussed tonight." I told The horse.