Emilio
I glanced at my watch and cursed myself. I was late. Jane must have reached the apartment and I was still stuck in traffic. I did not want her to go through the shifting alone. I could feel a sense of guilt taking over me, so I urged the driver to go faster.
I received a perplexed look from him. I let that go and raised the screen separating us. After all I never had the habit of speeding anywhere. If I was late, I was late. There was no need to challenge time and risk lives by driving erratically. So why was I feeling guilty? Where did that come from suddenly? I just did not like the idea of disappointing Jane.
Ok that is a new one for me. She was just a temporary phase in my life. In one year, everything would be over, and we would both go ahead with our respective lives. It was as simple as this. I mean there are no chance for anything to go wrong between both of us. We were quite different. Not as different as she thought but we were different. Still there was something strangely pleasant about her and there were many other irritating things too. For instance, every time she complained that we were both so different that no one would buy our act, I felt almost insulted.
The way she complained about my lifestyle being different from hers, she made me feel like I was the odd one in this equation when she was the odd one. She refused categorically any money for the contract marriage. She told me that I was providing her with free shelter, free food, and free internet so she did not need any other compensation. Seriously who thinks like that?
Any women in her situation would happily accept my offer and enjoy this marriage. She even asked me if she should pay the rent for my apartment. What the heck? I was beginning to feel that this woman has never been in a stay in relationship. Even if she had, she must have had misers as partners. But amidst all this, it was refreshing to know that I would not have problems with her. We both were clear that even though we were staying under the same roof, we would be living our lives separately, but I had a feeling we would not be that separate.
In a few days we will have to fly to the palace and there the real acting will begin. So, nothing could go wrong, right? Except on our second meeting, I had several, not so saint thoughts about her. Her perfume was clean and fresh and the way she tried to stay away from me only increased my desire to pursue her. When she mentioned barging into my room at any time, my thoughts went back to the day I saw her in my room.
I could only see flashes of what I wanted to do with her on that day. My reaction to her was so out of the blue. I never expected myself to be attracted to her. She on her side seemed not even bothered by me. Maybe it was her disregarded attitude towards me which was attracting me. I was always on the side of being seduced. Also, women tend to jump at every opportunity to flirt with me, but Jane did no such thing.
I slipped so many times and flirted with her, but she simply looked at me strangely as if she could not understand. I ran my hand frustratingly across my hair and gave myself a prep talk. She was just a temporary phase. Maybe I have been away from sex far too long that is why I was having these thoughts. If it were in another circumstance, maybe I would have never notice her.
Just keep away from her Emilio I chanted.