" Room service", she called, after the third call, she used her key to enter the room thinking there was no one there: since no one came to open the door for her.
She walked in, and as she dropped the wine on the table, she heard her favorite music playing. She pause as she turn around and saw Stan standing at the door that leads to the bedroom.
" Please don't run, just sit and have a drink with me. I have a lot I need to say to you".
She looked at him with pain, "Why now Stan, why now? I have waited to hear from you for so long, why now?"
"Then sit down and give me a chance to explain myself. As he spoke he was walking towards her.
"There is nothing we have to say to each other now you made your choice when you left me without a word".Before she could finish her words, he was standing in front of her. He was not touching her but her body was being drawn to him. She wanted to walk away but her body betrayed her as it stood there longing for his touch.
Stan didn't touch her, but he could sense her body drawn to him. He loved that about her, she couldn't hide her feelings, especially her desire for him no matter how hard she tried. He was very pleased she still desired him. He could see it in her eyes, she wants him as much as he wants her.
"Tess, why didn't you tell me about Fred?"
She looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I wanted to, oh how I wanted to, I was hoping it would just disappear. That my past would not destroy my present, then Fred appeared at the cafe, and I knew, this past was not going to disappear if I didn't handle it. I told Fred I was going to tell you about him and he left. But in the evening after work, you had gone. I was going to tell you, but I guess you had made your conclusion of the situation".
Stan looked at her, "I need to know if you have anything with Fred"
Tess was shocked as she looked at him with pain in her eyes," You left me because you thought I had something with Fred? You tore my heart to pieces because you thought I had something with the guy who dumped me and left me on the street?" A man you save me from, you thought, I have feelings for Fred?" She was shaking with rage at his assumption of her, and before she could turn and leave, he held her to him bent his head down, and kissed her. Tess couldn't resist him as he dared her to deny if she didn't desire him as much as he desired her. She wanted to resist but she couldn't as she submitted to his kiss with tears rolling down her eyes. As she groaned with desire swelling up for him, she knew she was trapped in his love. Stan will forever be her love, her heart and body cry out for him and her senses kept quiet. Stan has stolen her heart and there is nothing she can do about it.
When he pulled back and held her gaze, he placed his hand on her cheek as he wiped her tears. He knew she had lost this fight, she desired him as much as he desired her. But he notices one truth, he is still deeply in love with her. Tess has control of his heart and he has broken her own. At that moment he vows to do everything in his power to restore her love for him if she will have him.
"Tess, I am so sorry. I know I am at fault because of my jealousy, but you never said anything about Fred and when he brought those pictures..."
"Pictures? What pictures?"
Stan lead her to the chair and she sat down and he brought the file with the pictures Fred gave him. When she saw the picture, every anger for Stan went to Fred. "What? Fred gave these to you?"
"Yes, and I remembered I wanted to take you to work that morning and you didn't want me to so I assumed maybe it was because you wanted to meet up with him and my mind just went overdrive, that you didn't love me as much".
Tess, looked at Stan and relaxed on the chair, and poured herself a drink, 'Katie was right, Fred is a snake' she thought. She looked at Stan, "You should have confronted me like this."
"I should have, please forgive me."
Stan came to where she sat and went on his kneels placing his head on a lap. She looked at him with love in her eyes and placed her hand on his head, rubbing his hair softly.
"Oh honey, I forgive you and I love you so much"
Saying this, he looked up to her like she was a savior and they kissed passionately, soft, tender, sweet...she had truly missed him. She released all the passion she had kept inside of her. As she let it all out and let go of herself, Stan got up and carried her towards the bedroom, and as Stan began to undress her, she stopped him. A questioning look was in his eyes, "I still have one question"
"What is it?"
"Why were you quick to believe the worst of me, even though you should have known better?"