Ella is a university student and a waitress at one of the hottest clubs in town. She is assigned to interview one of the most popular bartenders/models of a rival club for an article for her university newspaper. Will this witty, clever student be...
"Yes" he replied, the previous playfulness we shared long gone.
"Oh, OK" I wanted to seem cool but I was far from it.
He became serious all of a sudden and started typing an answer. I felt really strange staring at him texting his ex lover so I decided to take our mugs in the kitchen to wash them. I was sure that if I stayed there he'd see right through me and the truth was that I felt as If someone had ripped my heart off my chest .
"I'm meeting her this afternoon after an appointment I have with the agency" he said almost in a whisper.
I didn't say anything. I didn't have a reply to that. I kept washing the mugs and some dishes that I found in the sink.
"Are you angry?" he asked coming closer.
""Should I be?"I answered with a question looking straight at him unable to hold it in anymore.
"I don't want her" he stated.
"Then why see her?" I wondered shrugging.
"I owe her at least that. She ..." he hesitated.
"She what?" I urged him.
"She is getting a divorce" he informed me and I don't know how I managed to put the last dish down on the dryer without breaking it.
"Why? For you?" I asked again.
"Yes"he confirmed and looked down.
"And why would she do that?"
"She wants to be with me but Ella baby I assure you I don't want that. You have nothing to worry about" he touched my shoulder and turned me to face him.
"Don't I?"
"I want you and only you. No share remember?"
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"Do you remember?"
"Yeah baby" he nodded taking my hands in his.
"Why do you need to see her?" I whined again.
"I don't need to. I kinda have to. She is divorcing her husband . I need to tell her that nothing will ever happen between her and I before she makes an even bigger mistake and I can't do that on the phone, can I?"
"Do you love her?"I blurted out just because I wanted him to assure him that he didn't.
"What? No, of course not. I don't even care for her but I do have the decency to warn her that she doesn't have a future with me".
He placed his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. I looked away.
"Ella baby you know it's you I want right?" he was in agony I could feel it.
"I need to know something" I whispered.
"Anything. Take it off your chest baby. Ask whatever you want".
