From the Heart of The Knight

11

Adrian walked inside the club. He was alone tonight. He didn't dare to walk into his house fearing it would be too lonely for him. He sat at the bar ordering a drink for himself. The first time he walked in here, he was lonely. Now he is lonely again once again sitting thinking about what is going to do next.

He looked towards the crowd. Not much around now. It is where he has seen her first. The meeting was once in a lifetime kind of chance. He closed his eyes and Mira's face floated in front of his eyes. He was still thinking about her. And he has no idea why he was thinking about her. He picked up his glass and drowned it. Then he put the money down and walked out still thinking about her.

He drove around the town thinking if he should go back to his home or office. But he turned towards his home and he was there looking at it. Thinking of it would be empty he walked in and collided with someone. He looked into her eyes and she averted her gaze immediately.

Adrian saw a bag in her hand. "So, going somewhere?" He asked not moving. "Yes, to Sheena's for the night." She told Adrian. "Oh, so you decided I was not good enough to tell. I was not good enough to know about your whereabouts when I am the one who is supposed to be your husband." He asked looking at the glistening red in her hair. The red is still there. And he remembered the words his brother had said to him.

"I had told you before, haven't I? I need to concentrate on my work and I cannot do that with you roaming around me." Mira told him. He held her bag and took it off her shoulder gently putting it down. "You know what I wouldn't do if you are my wife?" He asked coming closer and she can smell it on his breath. So, she took a few steps back. "You are drunk." She told him.

"Yes, I am and I do drink on occasion. I am allowed to, on a few nights. I am allowed to." He told her softly and took more steps toward her. "But what I want to do is cuddle with my wife when I come home. I want to cuddle with my wife in my bed and..." She realized that her space to move had run out and she was backed up at the corner by the couch she slipped and he tried to hold her but she fell back on the couch with him on top of her.

She looked into his grey eyes. He was also looking into her brown ones. He cannot look away. Adrian wanted to drown himself in those eyes. She was very still. He didn't move either. She can feel his breath on her face. It was warmed and smelled sweet like Vodka. He can feel her body against his. "My sweet senorita, how I have missed you." He whispered placing his finger over her face and touching it. "I can almost taste those blushing lips of yours." He whispered.

"I can almost remember how those felt over mine. The sensation is still with me even if you are not." She realized he wasn't talking about her. "And it was the best feeling in this world. Although, I never had felt something like it in a long time." She felt him move closer. "Do me a favor and do not leave me all by myself. I am so lonely. I cannot take it anymore." She refrained from saying anything and nodded.

"Then will you let me cuddle with you, only for the night?" She looked at her watch. There is no way she can walk away now. She had missed the time frame. She cannot reach where she needed to be. "Please?" Adrian begged. She nodded and felt him closer than ever. So, she closed her eyes tightly wanting this to be over as soon as possible. "I love you" She heard him say knowing it wasn't meant for her at all. Then she felt his lips on her forehead like every other time but it was different. It wasn't meant for her.

She inside felt betrayed. For some reason, she didn't like that he took anyone else's name in her presence. Maybe it was because she was living in this fantasy of having him even if it was for the show as her husband. For a while she thought she can enjoy it too, being someone's wife. Because she might not be able to do it anytime again. It wasn't what was ever going to happen. So, she might have become a little bit selfish. And she was at fault. She has nothing else to say at all.