I get home in a hurry, after holding back and talking to John for a while in the parking lot.
As soon as I open the door I find Alex with his arms folded near the mini bar, with his muscles so contracted that I understand he's not calm at all:
"You should have finished work at four today, but it's already seven. "-he confirms my thoughts when his voice comes out more severe than usual.
"Yeah, and I'm late. »- I ponder aloud, then approach him and stand up on tiptoe to give him a tender kiss on his lips, but I don't have much time to spend with him and ask him why he's angry.
I must be at that party tonight, but I also have to convince him to accompany me.
"Where have you been?" - he insists with a raised eyebrow.
" And I'm supposed to be the sticky one ..." - I roll my eyes at his strange but usual attitude.
"You still haven't answed.»- he observes, then I raise my arm and show him the shopping bags in one hand and the shop bags in the other.
«And you still haven't noticed. »- I reply, so he relaxes slightly, but I know she would really like to know if I was there: "You can ask John."- I roll my eyes and start to leave, starting to get angry, but he blocks me between his arms and the kitchen island suddenly, as if he felt guilty about his behavior:
"I believe you."-he says in a low tone, getting closer to my face to calm me down, and then he continues:
« Anyway that's how you kiss me next time! "
I do not have time to ask him for explanations that I find myself with his tongue in my mouth: I laugh mentally, while he kisses me passionately and I can hardly follow his movements.
He lowers to bring his hands up to my knees, and then he raises me and makes me sit on the marble counter.
His lips don't come off mine, but I don't really feel the need to breathe right now, so I keep savoring his lips for as many times as I could have kissed him today if we had spent the day together.
He traces imaginary circles with a finger on my skin along one thigh, and then bring his hand closer to my intimacy.
At his gesture I start to feel a strong urge in the lower abdomen, but I cannot let myself go:
"Stop, stop… Alex, wait, I pull him away from my neck. "-I say with an alarmed tone before I really get distracted.
"What? »-he complains in a suffering away.
"I promise we will continue later, but now we have to prepare." - I say as if I already knew he would come with me, but he assumes a confused and annoyed expression at the same time, then he seems to understand instantly and raises a corner of his mouth.
"Forget it. »-he sais with an angry tone. Perfect! Let's get off to a good start.
"Come on, please, today is important. It's the primary's birthday! "-I try to make him understand how much I want him to accept.
"I don't give a fuck! "-he replies with the same cold tone.
"Do it for me. All my colleagues will be there." - I look him in the eye with so desperation that he freezes for a moment looking at me intently.
«A further reason to stay home. » - he whispers, so I raise my eyes to the sky and sulk.
"What have you bought? - he shamelessly tries to change the subject, but I avoid answering him and taking the envelope from his hand.
I give him my back and reach Juliet's room with an angry face, finding her on the bed watching a video on her tablet, but only after I realize that she is making a video call with my mother-in-law, with the one who believes to be her mother I take a deep breath and decide not to disturb her, but before walking away I can swear I heard a 'I miss you to death', which only adds to my feelings of guilt.
I can't ask her to accompany me, it would be too embarrassing, so I decide to go there alone.
I glance at Alex noticing he has any intention to follow me, on the contrary, he sits on the sofa and looks at me amused.
I'll wipe that smile off your face, you idiot! You'll see!
If before I was unsure whether to wear that dress or not, now I'm sure I want to wear it.
I quickly undress in my room, then take my bathrobe and walk past him to the bathroom.
I can imagine his smile widening right now, which only adds to my anger.
He never fills me with attention like a man in love with his woman! I thought I had taught him a lesson, but apparently my silence didn't have any result.
After having washed myself in a hurry, I wrap myself in my bathrobe and then go back to the bedroom again, this time without observing what the asshole was doing.
I shiver slightly at the contact of my feet with the floor: I take the short dress out of the envelope and, without thinking twice, I slip it over my head.
I take the make up that I haven't used most likely for four years, and I start doing as Tiara taught me: I start with the foundation that Jessica gave me for my 28th birthday and I spread it all over my face, then I take the pencil and draw a strong dark line around my eyes.
I just blend the black on the lids like Tiara and take a peach lipstick to pass it on my lips.
I wear high heels and I can foresee the countless falls that I will do this evening: I grab a clutch bag and then leave the room, ready to face the darkest part of my man.
I walk halfway down the hall and finally get my revenge when he finally notices my presence:
"Where the fuck are you going like this?"
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