What about a drink?", he asked.
"Scotch will be good," I replied in a low tone.
We were standing there, enjoying our drinks. Talking in the scents of very high Colognes And perfumes, in the presence of so many unknown faces.
I could feel the warmth of his presence as if a soft blanket had been wrapped around my soul around my heart.
"If you want anything ask me. Nobody else", he finally spoke.
I rolled my eyes and observed it was dark, cool, musty, smoky, where neon lights were falling occasionally. Everyone looked like someone you knew or wanted to know.
"So?", he said in a deep voice.
"So?", I imitated him.
He ran his thumb along my jawline and down my throat just to level up my chin to meet his gaze.
"Just answer me whenever I ask you something", he whispered.
I know things are getting completely into some other direction. We were not tipsy but the surroundings were.
I pushed passed him. But he grabbed my hand and swung me back towards him. "What are you doing to me?", he whispered.
"Sid?", I said in a low tone. "Sh!!", his hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasn't the only one breathing heavily.
The world was all heat and electricity, thick with tension that only sparks away from exploding around us. I was balancing on another precipice, which wasn't easy to do in heels.
I closed my eyes, and the world around me faded. The noise, the smoke....it was gone.
His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, and his hands, soft on the back of my neck.
We melted together. Every movement of mine was somehow perfectly mirrored by his. My heart was pounding so hard.
After 6 months
"So, it's your wedding next week?", a voice came from behind.
"Who told you I am here?", I asked back.
"Nobody needs. Its 6 months, like every night you are standing here. Holding the same letter, which you still afraid to open.", he said in a soft tone.
Once again I looked up in th……