𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

11

J U P I T E R

"I like everything about the dates and the venue. It sounds really great, especially the family picture. I can't wait for that!" Amy clapped her hands happily and I grinned at her cute gesture.

We just finished setting up the dates of the photoshoot and sharing ideas on how it would look like. Amy wanted to have photoshoots apart from the wedding pictures. She wanted to put them up in her wedding photo album that she plan on creating soon.

I leaned my back against the couch we were sitting on. Amy was facing me with her hand outstretched on the top of the couch I sat with my legs folded under me. The TV was off because we were fully concentrated on our discussion. It's being hours since we returned from the party and we had both changed into more comfortable clothes.

"I was wondering, Amy. You're a model and you've being around the perfect photographers. Why would you be intrigued in a photographer from Cuba instead of the photographers close to you?" The question had being bugging me for a very long time. I didn't want to ask because I didn't want to sound offensive.

For a split second, Amy blinked at me quietly with no words gushing between her lips. I raised my eyebrows at her and tilted my head to one side, waiting for the response. When she finally moved out of her trance, a deep thought seeped inside my mind. It looked like she was hiding something and her face resembled a deer caught in headlights. Her shoulders tensed and she avoided meeting my gaze.

Pretending to be more interested on the mug placed on the table, she coerced a smile and tried to brush it off. "I- They're all just not satisfying. They were male and it's being a very long time- you know- since someone looks at me and not ogle. They like ogling my body and so, when I came across your social media page, I couldn't be more happier. I wanted to feel different, to be comfortable in my own appearance, so I chose you."

A pang of guilt settled in my chest when I perceived misjudgment. "I'm sorry I brought this up, I swear I didn't mean to, I just wanted to know the reason."

Amy shook her head. "Hey, it's okay. I'm glad you asked it because everything is cleared now." She beamed at me and acted like the moment never occurred. "So tell me, why did you move back to Cuba? I thought we should get to know each other. And how did you meet Joey? He sounds very close to you."

Losing my Mom has always being a hard topic for me. My inability to communicate about what I've lost is a part of the reason I couldn't get along with people. I find it difficult to get along with strangers and talk about my personal life. However, meeting Joey was a blessing to me. He pulled me out of my own shell and helped me got a peek of my forgotten dreams. He is indeed an important figure in my life.

I opened my mouth to reply but the sound of the master bedroom door opening caught my attention. Eric got out of the room with a cup in his hands and a Bluetooth earpiece in one ear. I watched him move until he was in the kitchen. I found myself unable to take my eyes from his breathtaking sight.

He has changed into a more casual clothes and his muscular body was prominent as the shirt clung tightly to his abs, implying he trains a lot. Eric was a quarterback at high school and worked out but he was still leaner than he was now. His body was built and fitted in the right ways and his arms were thick.

My breath hitched when he began to make himself another cup of coffee. His neck was bent and his muscles bulged as he moved his hands. His rugged features were alluring, he has transformed into a handsome man, a man who isn't mine and whose sexy fiancée is sitting opposite me.

I felt like I was being electrocuted with tingles spreading all over my body when his head lifted his eyes clashed with mine, reminding me of what happened moments ago at the party. His graceful, bushy brows made his eyes looked more intimating and I gulped in fright. His face was expressionless as he glares at me with icy hostility and a sense of déjà vu sank inside me to what happened earlier. There was nothing I could do in this world to change his mind. I've broken his heart a long time ago and now, I was facing the consequences.