Alicia’s POV
The dinner date with Dubris was all I needed to awaken the emotions I had long thought I had successfully dealt with and wholly suppressed and forgotten.
I was restless the entire night, turning and tossing about in bed, rolling from one end to another.
It became evident that I never really got over my feelings for Dubris as everything rushed ruthlessly back.
I was glad that, at long last, I could spend quality time with him. I really couldn’t understand my feelings anytime I was in his presence.
I always felt electrified and excited each time he touched me intentionally or in passing, with fire sparks running through my entire body. It usually felt good, but I never wanted to acknowledge it.
I battled my feelings for him and refused to accept them as accurate before now, but wallowed self-righteously in self-denial.
It all began the first day I accompanied Janet to his office. The handsomeness of this quiet and calculative man we had gone to see captivated and utterly enthralled me. He looked suave and debonair in his effortless but elegant dress. His deep, resonant voice was not only sexy but captivating.
I was confused by the way I felt, having just met him. That was the first time we had met, and it felt so familiar that we had known each other for a long time.
I didn't know nor could I guess how he felt, but I knew I felt as if I had known him all my life!
Looking at his well-built, athletic body, I imagined how it would be to have this god of a man in my embrace.
Dubris wore a short-sleeved button-down shirt that exposed part of his biceps, a delight to behold.
To make matters worse, I ran into him at the stadium after deliberately avoiding seeing him again for several weeks. If that was possible on that day at the stadium, I could've dissolved into thin air.
I couldn’t resist Mr Stone’s attraction as my emotions compelled me to approach and start a conversation with him.
I still found it difficult to believe that any man could exert the degree of influence on my emotions as Dubris did.
I was afraid of total domination of my entire life by him, though I would have sincerely loved to be dominated and controlled by him.
It was partly to escape the terrifying emotional somersaults I experienced each time I saw him that pushed me into clinging to Jarred, my late boyfriend, though I didn’t love him initially.
I wanted to be with Dubris, yet I avoided him like the plague because my stomach churned and my knees wobbled whenever he was close enough to me.
Don’t get me wrong, Jarred was a great guy, but my attraction to Dubris was out of this world!
Being consistently weak in his presence was the reason for my fear, feeling that I may not be able to control my emotions, so I avoided him until the passing of Jarred, when he, Dubris, became my solid pillar of support, satisfying my desire for untainted company and a lot more, at this challenging time in my life.
“How is it possible that I could feel the way I do about a man I hardly knew?” I mumbled to myself repeatedly throughout the night, never expecting an answer.
“And why is the pull so strong and magical?” I continued the self-interrogation, unable to provide answers to the questions.
“Hmm, like a seventeen-year-old girl falling in love for the first time,” I mused, laughing inaudibly.
I was jolted out of my reverie by the melodious ringing of the alarm clock at my bedside. It was time to get up for the day’s activities.
I quickly put on workout dresses and shoes for the ten-kilometre jog I usually do every other morning. Locking up my front door, I took off.
For the next hour, I jogged, walked and ran into the park at the city centre, where I usually met other keep-fit cravers.
We all throng to the park most mornings craving fitness for various reasons: some want to shed massive weight, others to tone their muscles, and others simply to keep fit.
Whatever one's reason, we became familiar with each other and started exchanging contact phone numbers.
Some even look out for others to the extent that they call during the day to find out why they weren't there in the morning.
During this period, too, I had chucked my job at the steel company soon after I met Jarred. I have started working as a freelance writer.
I have written some bestselling novels, bringing me more than I did at the steel company every month.
Also, I had better control of my time and life as I was totally in control of my life and destiny.
After the morning exercise, I got home to find a beautiful bouquet at my doorstep. On examination, I found out it came from Dubris.
I unlocked my door and went in. I called Dubris to thank him for the flowers after I had showered and settled down for breakfast.
We agreed to meet in the evening to see a movie and dinner, whichever comes first.