Glamour Of Love

Chapter-16

“There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.”

–The Truth About Forever
by Sarah Dessen

Peter's POV

Dear brain and heart,
I thought we were friends, I thought you'd always have my back. Then why oh why are you bloody doing this to me?

Ugh, now I even sound like her. Tink, my fairy, what are you doing to me? I thought I'd buried those feelings long ago, and for so long my organs cooperated with me. But they are out of control now. Maybe one can hold on to his feelings for a short time before it claws it's way out. But then again, a decade isn't a short time.

When I saw Drew take Tink in his car, something inside me died yet another part was born. There died the part that wanted to hide it's long buried feelings and was born the part that wanted to claim what has always been mine. But I can't let that part take over for me. I'm no good for her, maybe I once was but not anymore. I'm tainted, ruined, scarred on the inside.

This is why I'm with Wendy, I have to stay away from Tink or the neanderthal part of me that wants nothing more than to claim her will take over and then I'll destroy the only good thing in my life, bright like glitter and bubbly like champagne.

How I wish that wretched witch didn't ruin me. I would have been with her then, maybe even married with two kids, Asher and Ariel and a dog named beast but knowing Tink she'll probably name it something girly like fluffy.

Not that I've thought a lot about it, because I haven't. I swear.

I wanted to kill Kate for the way she spoke to Tink but luckily for her, Wendy spoke up. Maybe she isn't that bad, I should give her a chance, she can distract me from Tink.

I look at my angel and she looks so sad and lost that I can't help but hug her close to me, which is a little hard to do as we're both sitting but nothing with her is ever awkward.

"It's okay sweetheart. We both know you're the most professional of us two, even the butthead Drew would agree that you're the best of us all. Don't let the words of a jealous slut affect you." I whisper and rub her back gently the way I know she likes.

"Don't call her names, Pete." She scolds me through her sniffles. And that's Tink for you. Even though that bitch insulted my angel, she can't hear anything bad about anyone.

"I think we should leave now." I announce. "It was nice to meet you, Fletcher." I say to the shy assistant. "Drew, I guess the deals been finalized and discussed enough. I'll send you the paperwork in the morning and you can add or remove whatever you like. I'll take Tink and Wendy home, thanks for bringing her." He looks like he's going to argue but he whatever he saw on Tink's lost expression must have convinced him otherwise as he gets up and hugs her.

"I'm sorry about my advisor, Tink. You're perfect. So perfect, luv. Call me of you need anything. I'll see you on the plane in 2 days." He says holding her too long for my liking.

"They look so good together. Don't you think baby?" Wendy gushes.

My jaw hurts as I grind it so hard to stop myself from saying, 'No, they don't. You know why? Because she belongs to me. Always have, always will. The only person she looks good with is me. Not him, not anyone but me.' But of course I don't say that. I just mumble incoherently.

"I'll drop you first. I've got to take care of Tink tonight." I say to Wendy as we make way to my car.

"I can take care of her for you. Us girls got to stick together. Right?" She counters but no I can't leave her today with anyone. Wendy may have defended her tonight but I can't deny the fact that I don't really know her and therefore can't trust her around Tink much.

"No. I'll do it. She's my best friend. I'll always take care of her." Thankfully she didn't argue and we made our way silently to the car.

Tink didn't speak a word the whole time in the car so after dropping Wendy off at her place, I take her to mine. Her fake smiles may fool others but it doesn't fool me one bit.

We reach my place ten minutes later when Tink speaks after so long, her voice raspy, "I need a drink." She announces and goes to the bar in the living room.

"No babe, you don't." I say sternly. She has already had three and no way is she going to have more. She's the biggest light weight I know.

"Try and stop me."

"Tink, luv, you've already had three. Trust me, you don't need more." I slowly cover the gap between us.

"Just one drink, Pete. Please? We don't have work tomorrow and you're here. Do you want me to drink somewhere else?" No, I'd rather like that she doesn't drink at all but I know my stubborn friend won't listen to me so I make us both a drink.

"Peter?" She says after drowning my gin and tonic as well as her vodka cranberry.

"Yes, baby?" Fuck, I might have called her many terms of endearment throughout our long friendship but this sounds different, new, better.

"Say it again, please?" She moves closer to me on the sofa and closes her eyes after placing her head on my shoulder.

"Say what again?" I ask trying to distract myself from imagining her naked, writhing in pleasure beneath me, moaning my name.

"Baby," She says with a content smile on her face. She opens her aquamarine eyes and looks at me like she can see through my soul, know my deepest secrets. "Please, call me that again, Peter."

That does it for me. How can someone deny her. She can melt the heart of the coldest bastards like me. Even Drew would be a better choice for her. I've seen how he looks at her, like the sun shines from her eyes and things lighten by her smile. It's quite similar to how I look at her sometimes, most of the times.

"Baby," I whisper once again trying to calm my heart which is beating at an unusual rate at the moment. She shuffles even closer than she already is. "Baby," I say once again unable to stop myself as I look at her bite her lower lip. I'm jealous of her as she gets to bite those perfect full lips of hers.

I lean closer and place my lips on hers gently. She freezes like she thinks a sudden movement from her might ruin this moment. Our moment. But little does she know, even an earthquake or fore won't be enough to make me pull away.

I kiss her slow at first but she bites my lower lip like I wanted to do hers a few seconds ago and that's how the dam breaks. All the feelings that I've tried to hide, dominate and burry all these years comes rushing out in this one kiss. I thrust my tongue in her mouth and tangle it with hers without warning as she moans. I slow once again after what seems like hours when she leans in to place a featherlight kiss on the corner of my mouth and mumble, "Best first kiss."

Shit! I just took her first kiss. The beast inside me roars in contentment knowing that I was the first person to claim those perfect lips, to taste the goodness that is all Tink, cherries and truffles, that's what she taste like. A weird combination, but perfect nonetheless.

I pick her up and carry her to the guest room. She has always slept besides me when she stayed the nights, but I don't think I would be able to control myself with her in my bed. I place a kiss on her forehead and turn around without stealing a glance knowing I wouldn't be able to leave if I do. I vow to stay away from her. Friends. That's what we are. That's what we can ever be.

So how'd you like this chapter?

What do you think of their first kiss?

Tink was obviously drunk, do you think she'll remember it? Or will she forget her first kiss with the love of her life?