Love and Impurity

5. Chances

     The words fell out of my mouth like silk. They cut through the air like warm butter. They reached her ear and she knew what she was dealing with. She knew exactly what that meant. She turned again and mumbled on the phone some more and got up.

     "please wait here for Rose. She will be up momentarily." She smiles and leaves the office. Now alone in here I realize the little details. The chips on the corner of the desk, the markings in the carpet from the chairs, some pen marks left over on the desk face. Little details one would normally miss. I take my phone out to a buzz. It lights up to a message from Clifford.

Clifford "hey any wins are keeps right?"

Adam "yes, but 50 from each back is a bit necessary"

Smalls "oops"

James "wdym oops?"

Smalls "uh nothing..."

     I put my phone back with a scoff. I hope she hurries. I wonder if she feels as intensely as I do. Just her looks gave me a thrill I've never experienced before. After some time flipping a pen on the table the door clicks open. I turn in hope of feeling the same love I felt last night again. There she is, the paragon of beauty. Her silk hair over her shoulders, into her cobalt tank-top that overlaps black leggings definitely complimenting her figure. I can see her better now. The bright office light trickles down her body highlighting every crevasse of her body. She locks the door behind her. I can't help but stare at her the whole time as she walks around me and to the desk. Then I watch as her lips start to form phrases composed by the most brilliant tone.

     "you came back, I honestly never thought you would to be truly honest." She smiled at me and it looked like she wanted me but I've never been able to tell those kinds of things. she continues talking, confessing things but things about me. She wasn't just confident for the show I know I'd never be able to pull that kind of thing off. but she continued on and all I could do was admire her. watching her lips, following the corners of her face, words pouring out while she paced in front of me. I smiled but couldn't for the life of me hear what she was really saying, I only knew that I loved every moment of it. She leans back on the desk in front of me finishing her speech. Realizing this I stammer and stand. Now face to face with her I wasn't sure what to do. Were we supposed to kiss? Should we hug and get out of here? What? But there I was. 12 inches from her. My heart pounding in my chest and I could feel my stomach churning. I felt every blood cell rush around my body as if it were a top down view of a city and my blood was the rushing cars. Not only did I feel sick and confused I felt safe and content thinking of my thorough emotions my thoughts are interrupted by a kiss. I had no idea how to react. I didn't know if this was something she wanted or if it was just her job, but she pulled away. "you took too long." She laughed, her arms around my neck.

     "I uh. I wasn't sure what to even say." There I go again screwing up. "I mean what do-" she kisses me again and I just melt. We trip on our feet but I fall from the clouds. Time nearly stops or slows midair. We fall kissing and the chair catches us saving this near perfect moment, being caught by cushions made of the feeling of bliss. We sit there and laugh, my arms now around the crevasse of her back. She looks at me with a twinkle in her eye. I know it's just some reflection on her but it's so precious. It's so pure and beautiful. I can't help but stare and smile at her on my chest. The first time I've ever had such strong feelings for someone. The first time I've ever felt like they should be put in an art gallery. Never before have I ever seen such beauty compacted in one being. I've seen flowers traced through by the breeze, I've seen the sea at Its calmest and harshest, I've seen people be thoughtful and caring, and I've seen the destructive beauty of hurricanes but this. This is something so much more. I feel up her back. I trace her shoulder blades. I follow her curves and I feel her energy on me. There is absolutely no explanation for these feelings. I tap her side and break the silence with another kiss.