The One For Her

The One For Her ~ 4

"Don't you dare come near me, you perv!", Claire shrieked.

The crowd went still, even the song stopped right at the moment she slapped me.

God! watching her with her nose flaring, her face red, made me hotter than a lava and my cock harder.

Then I heard someone speaking behind me.

It was Lloyd.

"What's wrong with you?", Lloyd grabbed her forearms. Almost shaking her.

I wanted to rip his hands off her but Marc caught my arm, he knew I was about to subdue Lloyd so he shook his head at me.

I ended up rubbing my aching face instead.

God, how my woman can slap?!

I smirked and glanced at her.

Loving the way she look.

Defiant.

A she-devil.

"Are you drunk?!", Lloyd asked her in an accusatory voice. "That's my boss you just slapped Clarissa! Now, apologize to him!"

"Lloyd, you don't have to make a scene, Claire is just—", Tara, trying to explain.

"Is just what?! She's acting like a child!", Lloyd's voice has increased in octaves.

"Claire, I know you don't want to be here but please give us some respect. It's our wedding day!", Jenna almost wailed.

Jenna started sobbing so Lloyd went to her and hugged her.

I saw Claire looking my way and glared at me. Blaming me for the scene she started.

Then to my surprised and the guests who heard and witnessed the commotion. Claire jutted her chin up, held her head up and declared to the newlyweds...

"Fuck... you... all!", the crowd gasped as Claire made her grand exit.

Damn! That sashaying rounded booty of hers.

That turned me on so much.

I knew it took a lot of courage on her part to do that. It made her look more beautiful in my eyes.

"Alex, are you well? Did she hurt you that much?", Jenna frowning.

Tara and Marc left immediately and followed after Claire.

The DJ played a sweet love song now, hoping to divert the crowd's attention and he slightly succeeded.

"I'm all right. I think I have to apologize to her."

"Don't!', Lloyd, his frowned deepened. "She needs to know that not everything she wanted can be hers", he said angrily.

"So, is that why you broke up with her?", I asked him in a deadly tone.

"Please you two, stop it!", Jenna, she was about to cry again. "This is my wedding day, please just stop", she sobbed. Lloyd consoled her, not letting his new wife go.

I studied them both for awhile silently.

Wondering if it is true love that they have?
Wondering if Lloyd was the deserving man for Jenna?

"I'm leaving now. Congratulations again to you both. I'll call you Jen", I gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek and left.

I was going after my woman.

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I almost ran towards the exit door, hoping she didn't go home for good yet. My heart was pounding so wild, please God make her stay for awhile. I desperately needed to talk to her. I frantically searched for Marc's car and found it parked not far from mine.

Then suddenly I heard giggles. It must be hers and Tara. I walked towards the voices. They were located near the bench of the parking lot.

Marc was standing near them, observing.

I gave a huge sigh of relief, closed my eyes tightly and glanced towards the sky.

I uttered silently, "Thank You Lord."

"We love you Claire but I think it's better for us to take you home now. You need to rest. I know you're tired. All these ruckus and you know?", Tara said.

However, before Claire could say anything, I spoke.

"I'm sorry to interrupt but may I speak with Clarissa?", I heard her groan and they all turned around.

Tara was aghast and was about to say something not nice to me but Marc stopped her and nodded at me.

"Babe, let's give them some privacy. Alex? Claire?", Marc gave us a nod and gave me a teasing grin while both women's frown deepened.

I nodded slightly.

Marc pulled a resisting Tara away.

"B-but babe, that guy was... you know him?!", Tara sounded so shocked..

"Yes, I do', Marc responded. "Come babe let's go dancing again. I'll explain everything to you later", then they left.

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Clarissa was surprise that they left her with me so she turned her back at me, avoiding me. I slowly walked towards her, wanted to go nearer but afraid she might get angrier.

A deafening silence came over us. Only the slight sound of the wind and the low sound of music from afar could be heard. Obviously she doesn't want to converse with me but I would wait here until she'd be ready. I could feel that this cat and mouse game was about to end soon, and I'd end up the victor. I stood there savouring her nearness, her scent, her sillhoute, her gracefulness.

It was almost half an hour had passed, still no one dared to speak. I saw her yawn and I smiled.
I was about to win this silent game she started.

I'm a very patient man. I've been patient for the past decade.

She was becoming sleepy and right on cue, she turned around to leave but due to her too much alcohol consumption, her legs wobbled.

Claire almost fell but I caught her. Her clear surprise spread all over her face. She tried to take her arms away from me but I was stronger than her.

I chuckled and murmured, "You lose".

Then I saw her eyes rolling backwards and she passed out, in a drunken stupor.

A dead weight.

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I smiled slightly and gave her a chaste kiss on her forehead. My lips lingered, I felt her heartbeat against my chest racing. Even in her sleeping state I could tell that she was affected by my nearness eventhough she was trying to fight it. I hugged her tightly towards me.

For fifteen years, I've been waiting for this night to happen.

Fifteen anguished-filled years.

I sighed.

I carried her towards my car, gently placed her on the front seat beside me. I caressed her cheek and stared at her face for a long time.

This beautiful lady that never faded from my memory.

I reclined the seat she was seated on, took my suit jacket off me, covered her with it and put on her seatbelt. Knowing that she was comfortable enough, I started the car engine and headed along the freeway towards her house.

Which of course, I knew perfectly well where it was located.