Love Affair In Chicago

Thirteen

"Gigi  Withdrawals"

A few weeks had passed. Since then, Michael left the Clairmont and rented a two bedroom Brownstone about twenty minutes away. The band, and Michael as the lead vocalist accepted a contractual job with the hotel(The Clairmont) ,they were performing a half an hour set tonight. Michael lay in bed often thinking of Gigi. He tried to expunge the emotions he felt for her,but she was very much indebted in his system. She was a drug and he was an addict with a need for her. No woman has ever had such a profound affect on him,and now he's having what he calls: The Gigi Withdrawals. The ongoing affects of her love proved that moving away from the Clairmont to break all ties from the scent of her was the best thing for him. In this case,though, when Giselle wanted something or for that matter wanted someone; she had profound ways of getting exactly that. She continued playing the good wife to Thomas and super mother to her two twins. She wore a beautiful smile on the outside, expensive suits on her curvy body, a lush scent of Chanel on her skin,but she was dead on the inside. She needed Michael. She wanted him. No man has come close to the way he made her feel. Sexually, emotionally, or otherwise . Why was he so different from the men in her past? Was it his own sexy looks that made him different? Was it the way he loved her? It didn't matter much what it was,though . She just wanted the feeling back he always gave her. Thomas glanced over at his reposed wife before standing up from the breakfast table. He took the last swallow of his morning juice and adjusted his tie.

"Sweetheart, I won't be late tonight. Remember we have that dinner with my client at the Clairmont. Wear that red dress I love,and make sure my red tie is ready." He instructed just as he kissed her cheek.

"Honey. I thought we had counseling this morning and that you'd work from home afterwards."

"Counseling can wait til tomorrow. I have some last minute contracts to sign. I won't be long,but I have a few more things to attend to. I'll see you soon." He kissed her forehead, grabbed his suit jacket and left the penthouse.

***

It was late afternoon and Michael wanted to get at least an hour of rehearsal in. The band wasn't arriving at the hotel til six that evening,so he brushed up on his song in his second bedroom, which he turned into a studio. He was just about to sing the second verse of his song when the door bell interrupted him. He hadn't made too many friends and wasn't expecting who was on the other side of the door when he answered it. Reposed in his stance,a little arrogance in his attitude and he was surely surprised to see, Thomas on the other side of his door. He pulled the door back farther stepped slightly to the right inviting Thomas inside. No words were passed just yet. He followed Michael to the living room and sat in the chair next to the table when Michael gestured his left hand.

"So, we meet again."Thomas spoke preparing for his discussion as he made himself comfortable in the chair.

"Actually this isn't a meeting. I didn't invite you,but you're here,so let's talk."Michael replied.

"All right. I'll get straight to the point. I love Giselle. I have for a very long time and I love the children she gave me."

"I don't doubt that at all. You are her husband." Michael exclaimed with just a little sarcasm in his tone.

"Yeah. But you fucked my wife. Not once,but over and over. How can any man get past another man being inside of his wife? "

"We made love under false pretenses. I'm not the man you think I am. She pursued me,and she had me almost hypnotized. Giselle is a beautiful woman. Resistance is difficult when it comes to her." Michael exclaimed.

Thomas chuckled. "Yeah. Her persuasion is illustrious." Thomas confined a little in his reply pondering back to the past when Giselle worked for the bank he used years ago. "I see how you look at her." Thomas said out the blue."And it's not something I want to admit, but she looks at you the way she use to look at me. And that's a problem for me." Thomas exclaimed nodding his head.