Once again, Brad poured another drink. He wasn't sure if it's because of the financial problem that his family is going through or their decision for him to marry a lady whom she doesn't even know. He is not sure now if he is already 50. Brad suddenly turned his head when he heard a door opening. He checked his wrist watch.
"3:27 A-M...who the heck would want to talk to me at this time?" He turned again.
"I don't know if it's too early for you or too late that i'm here." He tried to figure out to whom that voice came, not familiar. He blink twice to clear his vision. A lady wearing a black dress and a shoe, nothing special about the dress but what he did notice was the lady's presence. It was quite overwhelming. He can barely see her face because of the light beaming.
"I'm sorry? Do i know you? How did you enter here by the way?" He saw her raising a card - a key to his pad. "Your dad gave me these keys." She said. "Keys?" He exclamed. "Yup! Keys. To your pad, office, cars...what else? Ah! He said something about studio? You like art?"
He turned around with amazement. He can't believe what his father just did.
"You're mad? Don't be. By the way, i haven't introduce myself" She laid her hands in the air in his front. He turned around again to see her.
"I'm Angelina, i'm your fiancé but you can call me angie." Brad's forehead creased but it faded when Angie drew herself closer to him and start to unbutton his suit.
"Don't get mad at me and don't worry i'm going to take care of you."
He can smell her breath through their little distance. He slept with many women in the industry he lives in but he never had this kind of tense that he's feeling right now but suddenly the lady's hand left her polo buttons unbuttoned at least two. "You look great in suit but i think i prefer a bow tie in it." She smiled. He can't believe what he felt.
"And by the way, i heard you're dating somebody. Fix it immediately." Angie said.
Brad doesn't know how far or how long they were talking or Angie is talking. He felt he was hypnotized by her gaze. He even did not intend to mind Monique.
"Let's talk some other time when you're not drunk. You might forget our first meeting. I hope not." Angie smiled again. She saw him smiled. "Don't do that. I might kiss you."
Angie get his drink and drank it and said goodbye to him. Brad is just watching her the whole time. The way she speaks, her gestures thinking "maybe i'm going to watch her all the days of my life" Brad smiled at the thought. "So she's my wife...Angie."
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Fanfictioninspired by "Brad & Angie" so as you know, i'm still a fan, a hopeful fan.