Storm (interracial)

Chapter 13 Peaceful

Deep down I knew Arian wasn't ready to discuss our relationship.  Sometimes I feel like I'm his concubine.  I know he cares for me but there something the lingers between us and that something's name is Kaltrina.  Even though I've never had that kind of love I do understand.  If I didn't I really didn't have any other choice but to understand.  He is nothing short of amazing.  He has yet to abuse me physically although he is stern.  I just wish that I could have just a piece of his heart.  I am so in love with him that every time I think of him I grow more in love.  I'll just have to be satisfied with being a special friend as he calls me. 

As I'm getting dressed for our outing today Arian comes to let me know the car will be here in ten minutes.  I make some last minute adjustments and head downstairs to the foyer.  We're both dressed casual and comfortable.  He said that we'd need to be comfortable for the first part of my surprise.  The car arrives and we get in.  We end up at a terminal so I get the feeling that we will be flying.  The thought of us flying off somewhere has me excited.  We board the jet and take our seats to prepare for take off. 

"Feel like rejoining the mile high club?" Arian ask his eyes full of mischief.

I laugh.  "Yes lead the way."

"Mmmm baby you feel so good.  It's like you were made for me."

"Maybe I am."

"Maybe."

"Arian."

"Yes baby."

"How do you feel about me."

He was quite for a moment and then he said, "let me show you better than I can tell you.

"Okay."  It wasn't what I wanted to hear but it is true a person's actions will always tell you how they feel about you.  I'll just have to wait and see.

We sleep until it's time to go back to our seats to land.  We evacuate the jet to a limo.  We drive to a boutique and Arian tells me he'll be back to pick me up in a couple of hours.  I wasn't sure what was going on but I did know that I was getting dressed up to go somewhere fancy.  Before I can walk inside good a lady comes rushing to me speaking in a foreign tongue. 

"Angie enough.  Let the lady breath." A older woman say to the younger girl.

Angie nods and walks to the back.  Whoever this lady is she surely commands authority. 

"Come child a have a seat over here.  There is some wine, strawberries, cheese, and crackers.  Help yourself.  I'll be right back, I need to go and lock the door.

"Okay, thanks."

I pick up a flute of wine although I'm not a big drinker something tells me that it's the polite thing to do. I picked up a cracker with cheese on it I take a sip of wine then a bite of the cracker and cheese. It tastes divine. It's was like little flavor burst exploding all over my mouth. Next I tried it with a strawberry and I was officially in love with this wine.

"Good isn't it." The older lady says walking back in the room.

"Yes it is."

"Would you care for some more."

"Yes please."

She poured me some wine into the flute and we began to have small talk. I learned that her name is Isabella and she is a designer.

"Now its time to get this show on the road. She picks up a phone and tell someone to send some people in. Before I knew it girls were coming in modeling gowns. She told me to pick one and I settled for a black gown that was cut low in the back. It was simple but elegant. I pick out some black Manolo's to wear with it and a black and diamond studded pouch. Isabella had one of her workers do my hair. It was pinned up into a high up-do. It was gorgeous. I had my makeup done in natural tone just enough to accentuate my features. After I was done I left saying my goodbyes and promising Isabella that I would come back to visit.