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Rachel.
"Awesomely awesome." Says a wonder struck Sam.
We are now standing in front of Mark's beach house.
After much persuasion from Sam I resorted to shaving my body and even had to select from her wardrobe of bikini.
So here am I, away from the solace of my house. This is the first time in ten days that I am stepping out of my house.I am wearing an off-white woven printed crop trip and a short off-white and green woven printed pleated flared mini skirt, which has a short concealed zip closure on the right seam with double button and loop closures above and has an attached lining.
To be genuine, for me it was love at first sight. The dress really accentuated my curves. And for the first time in ten days I was feeling proud of my God gifted figure.
The scenario infront of us is nothing less than spectacular. Words are too little to explain the beauty that lay before our eyes.
Indeed Mark was rich. No! Stinking rich.
"Rach!!!!!" Screams an extremely happy Mia hugging me.
"Hey beautiful, the house is nothing less than wow." I hug her back.
"I know, Mark never seizes to suprise me. Even I didn't know anything about this, until today. Today is our second anniversary, so he just bought this."
"Speak of the devil." Mia tells.
Mark approaches Mia from behind and tightly pulls her into a hug.
"Darling, for you I am more than happy to be a devil." Mark kisses Mia on her lips.
Unwelcomed tears are quick to form at the corner of my eyes. It wasn't because I was jealous of their public show of affection or anything, but I suddenly felt an ache in my heart and the pain just courses through every nerve of my body.
"I am so sorry Rach." Mia hugs me.
I was so lost in my wild thoughts that I didn't realize that I was intruding their private space.
"I shouldn't have done that infront of you. I am so sorry. "
"Today isn't about me Mia, it's all about you guys. That's what we are here for. To celebrate your uniqueness of togetherness. Please don't focus it on me."
You are self- pitying wench.
Remo's words try to make yet another entry and I lock it in the corner of my mind and promise myself to never open that file again.
I am not a self pitying lady. I fail to succumb to his deduction about me.
"Thanks for making it Rachel. I'll see you soon. Enjoy yourself dear." Mark tells giving me a curt nod.
With a kiss on my cheeks Mia and Mark leaves me alone.
When I turn around to look for Sam, I see her busy with one of the bartender.
Sam and her flirting. I smile to myself.
I move myself to the bar and order for a virgin mojito.
"Don't you feel that it's too amateur for you to have that?" asks a voice behind me.
"Ha! I didn't know that. Is it labelled somewhere?" I ask the handsome looking young man and try to mock him by looking around the glass. He might have been into serious training because his body did say that he played quite good attention to it. He is in a white shorts and rest of his bare body is at display.
Yah! It's a beach party. I can't expect men to roam around in tux.
"Noel. Noel Clooney is my name." He extends his hand.
"I never asked for one." I sip from my glass.
"Beauty with brains." Noel smirks.
"Alone?"
"Is that so obvious?"
"Kinda. You know what, beautiful woman like you should never be left to the company of their own."
"Really? Why is that so?" Now this guy has piqued me.
"Because jealousy is one thing that makes their heart long and longing leads to some fling and fling leads to mistakes and mistakes to regret and the cycle goes on and on."
"Wow. You really know a lot about ladies. Have you done some research in women behavioural?"
"Oh man! You are too good." Noel laughs holding his stomach.
"I know that."
"So your name is Ms.....?" He waits for me to complete it.
"I never said one." I wink at him.
"Rachel, I will be back. Just be safe." Sam screams and exits the main door with a guy. The images does flash before my eyes as to what is to follow. I quickly rub it off and try to focus on the young gentleman who has now my full attention. It's not hard to tell that he is hitting on me. He is too good at this and I can tell that he has got very good past experiences at this.
"Your friend answered it for you." He asks.
"So Rachel, aren't you two differently different people? How come you became friends with her?"
"Haven't you heard that the opposite pole attracts?"
"So why can't we then?" He cocks an eyebrow at me.
"Excuse me?" I choke on my drink.
"Sorry. I didn't meant to choke you." Noel tells and begins to rub my back with his hand.
"No. It's fine."
"Then why the waiting? Save both of us the pain of waiting."
"Noel, don't you feel that there are other beautiful girls whom you can hit. Spare your and mine time."
"That's exactly what I am doing, beauty. None like you."
I roll my eyes at him and he completely takes me off guard by taking both my hands in his.
"Your eyes tells me a different story. Your eyes are really to painstakingly beautiful. They are killing me, lady." He kisses my hand.
"Whoa! What do you do Noel? Doctor love or something?"
"I wish."
We both laugh to this obnoxious comment of his.
"Care to dance."
When I avert my eyes from Noel, I find that the people around me was lost in the world of dance. The dance floor was already set on fire with people adapting to the tune. Since it was a beach party the speaker was blaring and I had to scream whatever I was speaking to Noel.
I arch my eyebrows at the stubborn man infront of me.
"If this much persuasion haven't had any influence on you, do you think a dance is going to change your thought about me?"
"Oh God! You are really nuts." I roll my eyes at him.
"Says all."
I place my hand on his and we both move to the dance floor. I expected the touch to be electrifying, but no magic happened. Because Noel wasn't him. I quickly rub of the eerie feeling.
"Who is it?" Noel speaks breaking me from my daze.
"Beg Pardon."
"Who exactly were you thinking about?"
My silence might have spoken volumes.
When he see no answer coming from me, he tilts his head and comes closer to me whisper in my ears, but before he could he was cut off."Noth-" He never got the chance to complete it as he was pushed away from me. He directly lands on his butt.
I literally scream because of the intrusion caused. And I am nearly knocked out of breath when I see the cause of the intrusion."Remo?"
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