FEMALE FANTASIES

CHAPTER FOUR ~ The Unrequited Love~

The museum was only a few blocks away from my place, but I still took an Uber.

Clock bells sounded as it clocked exactly midnight while I sat there alone in silence, staring at the infamous portrait of Mona Lisa.

There was no one else in the building, with the exception of the guards outside, who seemed to have been awaiting my arrival because they didn't stop me, yet the museum is usually out of bounds after 7:00pm.

" One of the most famous paintings in the world, created by Leonardo da Vinci in the early 16th century. "

Mr. Andrew spoke in a firm yet gentle voice, appearing out of nowhere.

" Meet me outside."...... he whispered close to my ear before turning and disappearing into the stacks and shelves in the hallway.

Without wasting any more time, I gathered my things and followed after him.

We met at the quad, the moon casting a silver glow over the deserted museum.

" I have something to show you," Mr.Andrew said his voice low and urgent, and without another word, he took my hand, his fingers intertwining with mine in a way that felt both forbidden and exhilarating.

We walked across the yard, the world around us melting away, leaving only the two of us, suspended in a sea of possibilities.

He guided me through a maze of beautiful flowers whose petals shimmered in the moonlight and into the art gallery that consisted of epic collections of paintings, prints, and sculptures

" What are your thoughts on these selections of paintings, prints, and sculptures?"........he later asked as we walked out of the museum later on.

After thinking my answer through, " I think all these collections are impressive and diverse, offering a comprehensive overview of South African, African, and Western European art." ......I answered, feeling a sense of pride as I saw a satisfied smile creep on his face.

" I called you here this late because I wanted us to have the entire place all to ourselves, am sorry I've kept you up so late, but I hope you learned something and enjoyed the evening. May I drop you off?.....he suggested.

To be quite honest, all this felt like some sort of excuse just so he could spend more time with me, and his failure to admit to this was such a disappointment. Although the thought of him dropping me off brought great excitement in my heart that I forgot all about the disappointment.

I beamed with joy deep inside as I leapt into the co-driver's seat.

The journey felt so short, I prayed it wouldn't end. That way, I could stay by his side a while longer.

It's now 2:00am, and we stood only inches apart as we bid each other farewell.

I don't know what came over me at that moment, but I hugged him so tight as if I would never let go........and he let me.

His collagen filled my nostrils, the warmth of his body wrapping around me like a blanket.

We stayed this way for what felt like an hour before I ran upstairs and into my house without looking back.

I hear him shout out "good night" as I slam the door behind me.

Embarrassed at my actions, I sat down leaning against the door, my face held between my knees.......What did I do?

He must have been stunned by my actions because I didn't hear the car engine start.

I stood up to confirm my suspicion, and yes! he still stood there, his arms crossed in front of his chest as if hesitant to leave but then entered his car and sped away.

I sat back down feeling small and embarrassed, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Had he been taken aback by my boldness? Was he repulsed by my display of affection?

The silence outside was deafening, and I strained my ears to hear any sound that might indicate what he was thinking. But there was nothing. Just the crickets chirping and the distant hum of a car driving by.

I slowly got up from the floor once again, my heart still racing from the encounter. I peeked through the window, but he was actually gone. The driveway empty, and the street quiet.

I felt a pang of disappointment, mixed with a dash of relief. I had been so caught up in the moment, I hadn't stopped to think about the potential consequences of my actions.

As I turned away from the window, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My face was flushed, and my eyes were shining with a mix of emotions. I looked like I had been through a roller coaster ride.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I knew I had to process what had just happened and figure out what it meant for our relationship.