Stolen HeART
Friend or Foe
"It's been thirty six hours since I've kissed you, did you know that?" His smooth silk like voice travelled down the phone line and hit my senses causing me to shiver.
"No, I didn't know that," I replied. I tried to keep my voice in check, on an even level and use a casual tone, but the wide cheesy grin that was plastered across my face was proving it difficult.
"You mean you haven't thought about me kissing you? Well, I'll have to try harder when I see you next. Which is when by the way?"
I looked around the quiet and partially empty coffee house which would start to fill soon. The lunch time rush had just begun and the gradual appearance of office workers filtered in. I hadn't been here long, only showing up after I had arranged to sign the deeds at the realtors. I had returned back to my half empty house to shower and change. Alice had over seen the shipment of the last of my possessions and now that all my personal belongings had been long gone, I felt strangely uncomfortable staying at the house for long periods of time. I had taken to staying at hotels on the odd occasion.
"I didn't say I hadn't thought about you, I just hadn't counted it in hours." I picked up my small handbag while I still held my cell phone to my ear, and I smiled courteously at the man that held the door open for me. It didn't go unnoticed that the gap in my coat exposed what was underneath and I caught the eye of the well mannered man who proceeded to blush at being caught.
"So you thought about me then?" Edward asked. I walked through the oncoming crowd and turned left as I hurriedly crossed the main road. The small deli shop on the corner was also filling up with the lunchtime crowd and I sighed inwardly. My stomach growled from skipping breakfast and I wished now I had had one of the delicious pastries that were on display at the coffee house.
"Yes, I've thought about you. You pop into my mind at certain times of the day." I smiled at our obvious signs of flirting. I hurriedly climbed the steps to the front door that loomed in front of me and I hesitated slightly. I turned briefly to make sure I was doing the right thing and continued up the remaining few steps.
"Oh yeah, and what were you thinking when I popped into your mind?" The inhibited part of me was now brimming with excitement and want. As I pressed the brass button on the side of the door frame I knew I had done the right thing. The sultry voice was now echoing around me and I knew he was making his way to the door.
"Why don't I show you?" I asked as the sound of the door handle turned and the hinges moved from the pull of the door. There he stood. His casual designer black trousers hung from his waist the loose fitting dark olive shirt didn't hide his well toned physic and the thin black tie showed off his style. He couldn't hide his shocked expression and I wondered for a brief moment if this had been a bad idea. I watched as his hand that had casually held on to the frame of the door when he opened it was now rubbing the few day's worth of bristles on his chin. He looked mystified and confused all at the same time.
He slowly looked me up and down and tilted his head towards the phone he was holding. "You're going to have to excuse me," he said into the mouth piece not once taking his eyes off me.
"And why is that?" I inquired. My own eyes were still glued to his as I spoke into my own phone. I watched as he took in my form. His tongue edged out from his mouth and his breath was deep and shallow.
"I have a fucking hot woman at my door!" I watched as he slowly flipped his phone shut, neither of us made any attempt to move from our spots. His eyes once again veered to my long smooth legs that I had topped up with a St. Tropez tan only yesterday. He stopped when he reached the hem of my coat and I noticed from my peripheral vision that his hand was now back on the door frame with his grip tight on the wood. I tried not to show my smugness.
