AMBER P.O.V. -
"Thank you for dropping me off at the hotel Cecile."
I sat my crutches in the corner as I eased onto the bed.
"It's no problem. Your foot is hurt. What would I look like just leaving you there." She was about to leave.
"Wait, Cecile."
"Yes?" She turned to me, closing the door back.'
"I am very sorry for what August did to you. I don't know what would make him react like that."
"Me neither. I was utterly shocked!"
"He was completely out of line I will admit that, but please drop the charges. We are supposed to go back home tomorrow and this can get really messy."
"I can't do that Amber (Amb-bur). He attacked me like a raging bull." She started getting animated with her body.
"I'm not excusing his behavior, but we have kids Cecile. My foot is hurt, it's going to be a struggle trying to come back and forth from Canada trying to handle this. Please."
She shook her head profusely.
"No. No. No. Amber. He could have choked me to death. I have a family too you know."
She plopped in the chair opposite the bed.
"I know and like I said I am sorry. But please. I beg you."
"Amber I wish I could, but a man with so much rage shouldn't be let free. He could potentially hurt you. You should really leave him at once."
"Please Cecile we have kids. And they don't need to be away from him that long. Caught up in the Candian legal system could take years."
She thought about it for a second, sitting with her legs daintily crossed.
"Well, because you are a sweet girl, I'll do it. Under one condition."
"What?" I was willing to do anything at this point I just wanted him out.
"I pick him up by myself. And let him know that this must never, ever, happen again."
"Of course."
"Okay. Okay." She got up and left out.
"Thank God." I plopped back on the bed and could finally get some rest.
AUGUST P.O.V. -
"August Alsina." An officer came to the front of the cell, where I was locked up with at least ten different people in one holding cell.
"Yes." I came in front of the bars, gripping them with my hands.
"You're free to go." He opened the cell so I could leave out.
I followed him to the front expecting to see my wife, but instead I was met by Cecile, devishly smirking.
"She dropped the charges." The officer said. He handed me my cellphone, and other items they took when I got locked up.
I looked at her and walked passed her outside.
"You can't run from me Aout. Your wife told me to bring you back to the hotel."
"Stay away from me Cecile."
"You wouldn't make the same mistake twice." She walked along side of me.
I turned to her. "What the hell is it you want? I'm married man. Leave me the fuck alone." I tried to say discretely looking around to see if there was anyone in the parking lot but us.
"You rejected me. I don't get rejected."
"Well I'm your first. I'm married. I love my wife. Just accept it."
"Do you?" She ran her hands down my chest. I removed them.
"Yes I do." I walked off.
"Do you?" She ran ahead of me and stood in front of me, opened her jacket revealing her plump, perfect ebony breast. Each adorned with a nipple ring.
I had been tested before but never this blatantly. If this was a test, if I stayed any longer I was going to surely lose.
"What are you doing?" I closed her coat, we were in a public parking lot.
She grabbed both my hands and put them over he bare breast. "You're not use to this are you? Your wife's breast probably sag to her feet."
I snatched my hands back. " you are crazy. Get the fuck away from me."
I started power walking away from her. She grabbed my arm. I snatched it back.
"You love your wife for now, but that will soon fade Aout. And when it does, call me." She slipped a card with her number in my briefs and walked away.
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"Hey babe." I tried to lay on the bed next to Amb and kiss her. She put her hand to my face to stop me.
"What was that about August?"
I was silent for a minute. I sighed and palmed my face.
"I lied."
Amb squinted her eyes and looked at me.
"About that."
"Not knowing Cecile."
"You knew her before today?"
I took a minute to answer.
"I asked you a question." Amb sat up.
"Yeah."
"How August?"
"When we went to Paris, I met her at this café."
"Let me get this straight. When I paid for you to go to Paris, you were scoping out other women? On my dime?"
"No. Hell no. I just saw her in there."
"You obviously did more than see to remember her after all this time. When I asked you where you learn those French phrases from, she taught them to you? Le petit dejeuner ? And the rest of the stuff you claimed you learned on your own."
I tucked my bottom lip and sighed.
"I'm talking to you august?"
"Yeah."
"That was the first day we had sex. So you fucked her, then came back and fucked me?"
" No Amber. We didn't have sex. I just met her. She helped me order your food and that was it."
"Right." She rolled her eyes.
"It's the God's honest truth."
"I don't know what type of fool you think I am, but no woman is going crazy over some man just because they met once. You are such a fucking hypocrite. "
I put my head in my hands.
"You purposely put me in harms way to save your own ass. She could have done something much worse to me, chasing after you."
Amb got her crutches and got up.
"Where you going?"
"I'm not sleeping in here with you. I'm going to get my own room."
"Are you serious?"
She ignored me, and tried to get her clothes, but she fell.
I got up to help her.
"Don't touch me." She pointed at me, then pulled herself up and into the chair.
"Forget it Amb. I'll get my own room." I didn't want to see her in more pain.
So I got my stuff and went to the lobby to get me a room.
Damn! We can't ever catch a break.