Two Hearts

Meet Daniel for the first time

Laura

I started counting the days. I moved in on Wednesday, spent little time in the house on Thursday and Friday, only in the evenings when we came home and I was preparing dinner. On Saturday, I finally stacked things to sort everything out. On Sunday I met Eric, he gave me the keys, which I then gave to the landlord. The apartment was clean and tidy, the same when we moved into it. I can't blink that it's been a week in a circle. I have been living in Daniel's house for more than a week, but I had not yet met Daniel himself. What worried me more and more was that he had no idea to meet me and establish a friendly relationship.

It was a Friday night, I was preparing dinner as always. Tonight I had decided to make stuffed fillets with oven baked potatoes and a light salad. Despite the fact that Daniel did not show the slightest interest, my mood was good. Even cooking gave me more joy and pleasure. It was my hobby, I enjoyed cooking, inventing different recipes and supplementing existing ones. Lately, family dramas had so tired me that I just didn't want to cook anything.

I was so obsessed with cooking that I didn't even hear a car approaching on the driveway to the house. I rumbled to the tune and put the sliced ​​salad in a bowl. It didn't even occur to me that someone had come into the house and had been watching me standing in the kitchen doorway for a while.

I took the bowl to transfer it to the kitchen counter and add the sauce. When I turned my heart stopped for a moment.

- Hello! - The man said in a low sexy voice. His tone was between neutral and cold.

The bowl I was holding in my hand fell out and dissolved into fine pieces all over the kitchen floor.

- Ah! - I exclaim. Our eyes met for a moment and I saw that he was irritated from the first moment. * What a fool I am! * I thought to myself.

- I will collect! - I muttered to myself and leaned over to collect the largest pieces of glass and throw them out. But in a hurry, the first I grabbed in my hand cuted it. Blood flowed over my wrist and I felt a sore pain.

- Mmmmm .... - I took off because it really hurt. I was so awkward and mischievous tonight. And that's just because Daniel surprised me unprepared. This was not the first impression I wanted to give him. He must have thought I was useless now.

Daniel

I hadn't been home in a week. I avoided it and was well aware of it. I was not ready for this change. Although my father had asked me to come on the first day and meet Laura, I ignored it, as I did all the other days. I work double until midnight. I often stayed in the office overnight. If there was free time I went to Diana, let off steam. I spent another evening with my friend Derek. And look, the week was already in a circle. My father called me almost every day. If I managed to avoid it in the beginning, then in the end I didn't pick up the phone anymore, so that I didn't have to come up with another excuse.

I was tired already. I wanted to take a shower, refresh and sleep in my bed. I spit, not because of a woman, I had to avoid my home now. After all, it was my house and she was just a guest for a short time. But internally I had a funny feeling, I only guessed one thing - my father hadn't chosen her that way, there was something hidden at the bottom and probably that 's why I also avoided going home.

As I entered the driveway, I saw a light in the kitchen. Unusual when someone is at home, when you are not. I went inside. Pulling off the coat, I felt that the house was filled with the smell of delicious food. I hadn't eaten normally for several days. I eat snacks, every now and then in a restaurant. An even stranger feeling took over me. When I got home, after many years, I really felt like I was really at home. It wasn't the cold feeling of being alone. I heard the voice of a woman humming songs. Curiosity and fear overwhelmed me at the same time. But when I got there, I went in the direction of the kitchen.

I stopped in the doorway and leaned against the stand. There she was. Laura. From the back a simple woman, no top model height, a little even overweight, but everything seemed to be in place. Long legs, good ass ... * s**t ! * I thought to myself. She had long brown hair made in ponytail. She hummed, moved her hips and prepared something in her room. I don't know how long I stood there and watched her. Time seemed to work in slow motion.

I had thought in my mind and didn't expect her to suddenly take her salad bowl and turn around. I saw her eyes widen in surprise and her mouth tighten in a narrow "O". I smirked and said with a cold expression - Hello.-

It was only a few hundredths of a second, but I was already able to appreciate her. She was beautiful, natural, unpainted. She possessed all natural beauty than artificial. I saw her breasts move in a slow rhythm while breathing. I was sure that nothing was paid there either. I cursed my father at that moment. He had chosen a woman for whom I had the greatest weakness. I momentarily tried to sink even deeper into myself.

The bowl fell out of her hands and dissolved on the kitchen floor. She exclaimed, "Oh!" - and then, muttering momentarily, that she will gathered everything and tried to collect the broken fragments on the floor. * awkward, careless and sometimes stupid silly * I thought to myself, trying to find her weak and bad qualities in her in this way.

I heard her draw sharply air. I thought so. What sober man takes broken fragments with his bare hands? Could it not have been swept or otherwise done. I shook my head and approached her.

There she was. Squat held his hand from which the blood flowed. The palm was easily cut. Probably painful, it didn't look pleasant. I sighed and approached her.

- I'm sorry - she quietly determined to look me in the eye for a moment. Then she lowered her gaze and continued - if that bowl was expensive I would buy a new one instead. I didn't want to tear it, my hands were wet and it slipped. - She didn't even look at me for a moment, which surprised me. Usually women looked with a caught and eating look. They wanted to jump out of their panties right away and hoped I would pull them in to bed.

I was a little annoyed by her reply. What a part of me along the stupid bowl. I could buy hundreds of them if I wanted to. It's not like it's a special gift or a relic, just a bowl. I took her whole arm and pulled her up in her legs. I tried not to pay attention to the warm feeling that flowed from her. The touch was too close, I was well aware of it, but something else guided me and I just decided to help her.

I sat her down in the nearest dining chair. I took off my jacket and put it on the next chair, then went to the downstairs toilet, where the first aid was in the closet. When I returned, she was sitting where I sat her. I sat down opposite and cared for her wound. She didn't make any sound, although I knew the disinfectant definitely burned. For a moment she seemed to have even forgotten to breathe.

I bandaged the wound with gauze. She looked at me again for a moment and said quietly - Thank you. - I frowned and looked at her with a faint look. She was already annoying me. With his naivety and courtesy. Suddenly Laura leaned over and hurried out, but after a while she returned with a broom and started to clean up the mess. I laughed in side * Couldn't it be done right away in first place*.

I started collecting a first aid kit to put in place. I looked at her again for a moment and felt something hit my chest. I did not pay attention to it. I had been hardened against such women for years, I felt immune.

- Until the wedding it will heal. - I pointed in the direction of Laura. This is what my mother used to say to all my bruises and wounds as a child. I wonder why this seemed like a good time to say this phrase to someone else.

Laura looked at me surprisingly after throwing everything in the trash. And then she laughed, her laughter seemed so sparkling and alive. But I didn't understand what was so funny there.

- What's so funny there? - I asked her. I just wanted to show a little courtesy, but she laughed openly about me.

- I was usually told this by my mother - she admitted - and then it seemed so nice and beautiful to me. But now .. Now it all seems a lie. One wedding in life is enough for me, so I don't hope that anything will heal until the wedding. Can't heal if it's not planned - she finished her thought. It made me think. No woman would say that, they all wanted a man next her, a wedding, baby or even more . Or after one marriage you have to swallow yourself. I shrugged and closed the medical pouch switch.

Suddenly I heard a noise on the second floor. * Children .. * I thought to myself. The door opened and the little girl spoke.

- Dante, go down, because you whine at the door ?! - She set in a dominant tone. It sounded like she was pretty brave and confident. * Little, brave girl * I thought. After a moment, I heard a dipo sound down the stairs. I frowned questioningly, looking at the doorway and waited. The brown dog's head appeared first, followed by the dog himself. He slowly came inside lightly wagging his tail. His gaze was very careful.

- Dante, calm down! - Laura exclaimed - again you come to distribute food. - Her voice was gentle and a little menacing at the same time, which surprised me. The other part of her edge. I looked at the dog sitting in front of me. I wanted a dog my whole life and here it was. I didn't even know how to feel. So she liked animals. I felt a blow in my chest again, but I continued to ignore it.

Laura continued to cook dinner, she took something out of the oven and the kitchen was filled with the smell of delicious food. My stomach reacted immediately. But I hid it, I was not ready to throw up and enjoy her food. I held out my hand to the dog. He sniffed my hand then lowered it. I allowed myself to stroke his head and scratched a little behind his ear. He immediately began to wag his tail. It warmed my heart a little. Animals were the only ones who never cheated.

- Will you stay for dinner? - Laura's sudden question interrupted my flight of thought. And then I suddenly woke up. I realized that I was here for too long. After taking the first aid kit, I went to the door.

- No, I have other, more important things to do - I determined not to even turn around and look back. I didn't have time for any explanations. And to be honest, I didn't see a reason why I should explain anything. After putting in a first aid kit, I went to my bedroom, where I had my shower.

Laura

When Daniel rejected my invitation to dinner and left, I finally breathed. I was tense all the time. And I felt so stupid, making it all with a bowl. I was so awkward. And why I started collecting fragments with my bare hands so nervously. I had to take the broom at once and collect everything. Such a fool.

He probably thought I was stupid. It could not be called otherwise. I was still burning. His touch went through me like lightning. I tried to be neutral and show no emotion. It seemed to me that my face was burning and even pink, but since he wasn't even looking at me, he probably didn't notice. On the one hand, I am glad that Daniel refused and did not stay. The situation was already strange. But on the other hand, I was sorry because I couldn't talk to him at all. He was so cold and showed no signs of friendliness. I do not know what Eric wanted to achieve with this union, but I do not think we will succeed.

But I can't throw him out of my mind. He was tall and had dark, slightly frizzy hair. His green eyes changed the tone of the mood. He could understand that his height was well formed, maybe he was training or doing sports. Precisely because he had s****l attraction, I tried not to look at him and avoided the gaze. It seems to be harder to stay in his company than I had planned. It is a pity that nature had not endowed me with a beautiful and agile body. Maybe then he would have even paid me a little attention.

While eating dinner with the kids I saw Daniel was leaving. His hair was still wet after the shower and fought on all sides. He seemed even more attractive than before. I heard the car's engine sound and it drove into the distance. We had only spent a few minutes in each other's company and he was already gone. He didn't even say goodbye. I sighed and dug my chicken on the plate. I had completely lost my appetite. I can't help but think if I'm really that ugly, to say a few words to me. But I must live on. I looked at the children who ate and discussed something with each other. That was my greatest happiness.

Daniel

I was overwhelmed. I was angry at everything - my father, the world, my past and even Laura, even though I didn't really know her. My father had hit me hard with this whole event. I could not find peace. Even in the shower, I moved the image of Laura into my mind. She had everything I liked about women - simplicity, naturalness. That was also the reason I slept with the models, because there was nothing in them. They were artificial and therefore easy to take. I had no idea how I would live with Laura under one roof. There was only one solution, she had to be treated as coldly as possible, indifferent and maybe sometimes even unkind. That way she will not be interested in me and I will be able to live more peacefully. And I definitely had to make sure I had regular s*x so I wouldn't mix obscene thoughts. The plan seemed so simple, but hopefully it can be done.

I entered the yard of an apartment building. Coming to the 6th floor, I called on the door. They were opened there she was in erotic lingerie, like the always willing for s*x - Diana. She was my Plan B - regular s*x in a crisis.

- Come in! - She grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me into her apartment. The door closed and an erotic two-people dance began. But even then, my thoughts returned to Laura from time to time. I was deadlocked.