When Stars Align

Together at last.

Amanda walked down the stairs and turned to the kitchen, she heard whispers as she got closer to the door. She didn’t intend to eavesdrop but as she made it to the closed door, she heard her name being mentioned.

“I wish a man can love me the way master Rossi loves miss Amanda,” a voice that sounded like Isabella’s sighed dreamily. “He even took a bullet for her. I imagine him dashing into the chaos to save her from those wretched men.”

“How do you know he took a bullet for her?” this time it was Graciela’s voice.

“He didn’t exactly take a bullet but I saw it, there was a bandage around his ear the day he brought miss Amanda home.” Isabella answered.

“Oh yes, I do remember seeing his ear.” said Graciela.

“Did you know he was even the one who called the police the day she was attacked?” asked Isabella.

She heard a gasp then, “how did you know that?”

“Simple, I heard him telling Celesté about it.”

Amanda’s heart skipped as it dawned on her, Luca was the one who had saved her life. She remembered seeing him before blacking out that night, she had thought it was just an imagination. He had risked his life to save her and hadn’t said anything about it. She walked back up the stairs in a daze forgetting about why she had gone downstairs in the first place.

Since she’d been with him, Luca had done nothing but be good to her and she had condemned him because of a mistake he’d committed in the past. She felt horrible, she was horrible, filled with contempt and holding a grudge against him when she was no better. He had explained himself to her and now she could see he wasn’t the monster she’d painted him as.

She walked into her room to find her son fast asleep on the bed, he had quite energetic only moments ago and she’d gone downstairs to prepare some warm milk to help him sleep, apparently he didn’t need the milk after all. She covered him with the duvet and gave him a kiss on the forehead before proceeding into the bathroom to shower.

Does Luca still have feelings for her or did he only see her as his son’s mother? She still loves him even after everything, maybe it was time she asked him how he really felt about her, she thought to herself as she stepped into the shower.

Luca reclines on the rail in the veranda and gazes up at the full moon in all its splendour in the sky sprinkles with sparkling stars. Cool breeze blew in from the garden, he inhaled deeply smelling the flowers, the dewy grass in the air and he smiled in content, feeling at peace after a long time. He watched the stars as they twinkled in the navy sky, oftentimes they’ve been his muse, the inspiration behind some of his designs. He loved gazing at the moon and stars at night, though they made such a pretty picture, he didn’t believe they had any influence in the lives of humans like his aunt. Stars were just stars, balls of gas burning thousands of miles away.

The curtains rustled and he turned to face the welcomed intruder with a ready smile. Amanda stepped onto the veranda in a light blue night dress, her ebony skin glistened in the pale moonlight with droplets of water.

“Hey,” she smiled, her lips lifting up in a wide grin with indents forming on her cheeks. Her brown eyed sparkled and she seemed to flutter her lashes at him.

“Hey,” he replied.

An awkward silence descended on them, both stared at each other with their thoughts playing like a film in their eyes. Amanda sidled up to him and stood by his side, their shoulders touching.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were there that night in the alley?” she asked.

He shrugged. “It didn’t matter, what matters is I was there when you needed help.”

He turned to her and reached up to stroke her skin but thought better of it and dropped his hand. “How is he?” he asked instead.

“He’s still fast asleep,” she replied.

Contrary to his first impression of him, Alessandro turned out to be an agile child without a drop of shyness in him. He smiled fondly as he remembered the day they’d had today. He’d played football with his son and ran around the villa in a game of tag. It had been five days since they got back from Nigeria, five days spent bonding with his son and it had been five days of immense happiness.

Having the woman he loved and his son with him more than made up for all the years spent in longing and misery. He was overcome with a rush of emotions he couldn’t handle. He turned to Amanda and engulfed her in a hug, the warmth from their skin contact made him tingle with delight. He breathed in her freshly washed scent and smiled in bliss.

“Do you love me?” she asked and he released her.

“More than anything,” he stroked her cheek, an action he’d been aching to do since.

Slowly, he brought his face closer to hers and took her lips with his. He ran his hands down her arms and pulled her closer to him by her waist. He teased her lips open and she opened up to him pliantly. He squeezed her waist and felt her curved beneath his palms and he hardened. She moaned and placed her hands on his chest, she felt his chest and his n*****s stiffened under his shirt.

He moved backwards with her not once breaking the kiss. So lost in the moment was he, he didn’t notice where they were until the back of his legs hit the bedpost and he fell on the bed pulling her with him. Amanda quickly rolled away from him as they hit sleeping form of their son on the bed. The boy stirred and changed his sleeping position, he turned to his left and tucked his hands under his cheek but otherwise kept sleeping.

Luca laughed at the hilarity of the situation and Amanda raised her finger to her lips, shushing him. “Shall we go to my room, yes?”

He grabbed her hand and pulled her with him as he got off the bed. She shushed him again and he mimicked her action. Like thieves in the night, they both tiptoed out of Amanda’s room and entered Luca’s opposite hers. Immediately she closed the door, he latched unto her lips, dipped his hand under her night dress and pulled it off her. She stood before him stark naked and he takes his eyes down her luscious body in lust. She grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants and tugged it down.

“Dios mio, I love you so much tesoro mio,” he moaned and stepped out of his pants.

In a swift, he took off his boxer briefs and his shirt, he grabbed her waist and walked her backwards till she hit the door. He seized her lips again and she jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Oh God Luca,” she moaned as he delved deep into her.

She held on to him tightly and they rode the waves that rocked them together till it washed over them like a tidal wave of passion.