The Night Before

Thought of the day:

“A smile can make short work of any difficulty”

He demanded to see her for he was leaving to spend his summer vacation with his family; and by the time he returns she will be gone on hers. This means that it would be a month and a half away without seeing each other. She went to see him the night before he left, and what a bittersweet night it was.

He opened for her his door, pulled her to himself and kissed her like he’d never see her again. This may be his last night with her, he might never see her again knowing that there is no hope in their relationship.

He greeted her in, fixed her drink, and played the chill out music. He then dropped beside her on the couch and started chatting with her. Not actually chatting, more like asking her short questions. By the time she answered each question; he slipped his fingers through her long hair, touched her eyes, and impinged the warmth of her lips to receive a sensual kiss that stimulated lust through his fingertips. He actually was not listening to her. His mind was beyond his vision. His mind was appreciating her beauty, and the funny way she was struggling to update him, instantly. However, there was sadness in his eyes. With her vision she could see what he was hiding behind his big smile. She knew she would terribly miss him since she even misses him when he is around. She is still overwhelmed by his passion, but she will leave the tragic scene for now. She wanted every minute of tonight to be happy and memorable.

The gentle slipping of his fingers under her soft T-shirt lowered the volume of her voice to a sensuous desire. She took him in and the room shook with the aroma and the sound of love.

While in the bathroom, scrubbing off her pleasures, he joined her, took the sponge from her hand and tossed it away. And with his bare hands he lathered her skin and whispered in her ears “what smooth skin you have, and what a golden color. I can never get enough of you”. Then again, love aroma mixed with the shower gel insinuated their senses and orchestrated the orgasmic sound which was magnified by the enclosed bathroom.

Only a few hours and she should be heading to her office while he’d be boarding the plane. Her mind insisted on staying awake and devouring every minute, and her eyelids would not give in. The chores of her day have taken its toll on her and she kept dosing, while her mind alerted her to the preciousness of the few remaining moments. Every time she opened her eyes, he was watching her with a sad smile. He could not go to sleep.

By the door, they kissed and hugged as he whispered in her hair” promise me that you will never leave me no matter what happens”. With a heavy heart and detained tears she answered: “I do”. she then ran to her car, drove full speed and washed her soul with her sorrow.

Time seemed to have slowed to almost a stand, the ” Sharm Elshaikh” trip she was so much looking forward to, seemed like a burden. Two weeks passed without a word. She entered his number in her mobile so many times, but never pushed the “call” button; she knew this act was strictly forbidden when he was with family. Another week passed with a total withdrawal in the company of her constantly whining sister on the shores of “Sharm Elshaikh”. And still no calls from him. By the third week, the situation became so intense that a serious fight started between the two sisters. The younger sister thought of herself as a neat and elite kind of a person that would only be in the company of the people that matched her rank. She spent most of her time complaining about her Egyptian friends. She did not have the heart for that; her chaotic mind was somewhere else. It was fixed on the mobile, envisioning him popping out of the screen and kissing her in the same fashion he did the night they parted.

As soon as she heard the anticipated network beep in Kuwait Airport, she dialed his number but received no answer, she messaged him, but there was no reply. He should have been back a week ago. Why hadn’t he called. Why hadn’t he answered her calls? This was out of character for him. could something have happened to him? She was beginning to loose her mind. Another week passed with no news to calm her mind. She had to visit their mutual friend’s place on the weekend, she was sure she would see him there. With all the years that she had known him, she knew he never missed a visit to that friend on weekends. And although this friend had suspected that something was going on between them, he had never uttered a word, and was always a true friend to both of them.

And as the week came to an end, her adrenaline level started to leap to the peak. She stayed three hours at her friend’s, but he didn’t show up. Her friend had said that he had just seen him a couple of nights ago and that he seemed fine and happy. What went wrong? Why was her lover avoiding her?

With a heavy heart, she drove back to her home hardly seeing the streets ahead amidst the clouds that formed in her eyes. And as if in a dream; the strangled sound of the familiar tone coming from her bag jerked her off her seat and pumped blood to the highest nerve in her head. He had finally called.

She: “Hi, where are you, I missed you, I ke….”

He (with a croaked voice): “sorry sweetie, ahhhhhhhhh…..there has been some developments;…… I’m back with my ex-wife, but I want you to know this: I love, and I need you, I need you, I need you”

The End

“The Love of Souls ” by Andrew Gonzalez