Meant To Be

Chapter 8:

The Alarm on the phone waked me from the deep sleep I was in. Naked, under the sheets...feeling her close to me, perhaps too close. Our legs tangled together. Her hair all over my chest.

She moan when she herd the sound and cursed under her breath. She knew it was time for this perfect moment to end. The day was starting.

I walked towards the bathroom and turned on the shower. The water steamy hot...just like I like it. A stupid smile forms on my face as I remember everything that I did to her last night. Veronica was indeed an amazing woman, she could turn on any man that sees her a thousand feet away.

Sure they argue, but at least they found something in common, they were both amazing at sex. The thought of her under him, made him hard. He could feel himself get excited, so as any man would do early in the morning...he started to take care of the demanding need to relief himself.

He would have love to stay in bed, but business was business and it needed to be taken care of.

He decided against interrupting her when he heard she was on the phone. Insteady he went ahead and started to get dressed. He settled for a nice grey suit.

Waiting for him downstairs was Carmen with his coffe ready. He ran a hand thru his hair to make sure it was perfectly combed. The news paper was neatly folded on top of the table. Sure he loved technology, but he was still old school.

" Morning"

There she was,...and for some reason she looked more beautiful than ever. Maybe too beautiful. But there was only one problem.

" Where the hell do you think you are going dressed like that?"

" dress like what?"

" like...like.."

" what is wrong with what im wearing?"

" its...its too tight."

" stop it, your not my father."

" Veronica, I said..."

" I don't care what you said...you are not my owner...and I have to go...im already late"

" VINCE, ANDRE..."

" yes sir..."

" Andre, you are going to drive Veronica around...Vince you are with me."

" yes sir.."

She didn't bother to kiss him good bye, but he didn't care, because at least inside that bedroom, she belongs to him. He decided against making any initiative to be sensitive but the urge to grab her and take off that tight skirt was there.

" oh, and Andre?"

" yes?"

" Next time I catch you looking at my wife's ass the way you just did, I am gonna cut your dick off"

" sorry sir, I..."

" get the hell out of my face"

In seconds they were gone. And I felt a bit of a relief, I liked the company of no one at times, it makes you think with your head straight. The coffee Carmen made was too good, she knew him probably like no one did.

" So...I can assume you spoke to Mrs.Andrews about Adrianna."

" I did..."

" you know....yesterday she was asking me about her...I think she was jealous"

" Veronica jealous?... Yeah right."

" Im just saying"

" We don't feel like that for each other Carmen"