To Danielle everything seemed absurd, again she opened
her eyes more excited than ever. She had tried to hold back but could not stop
thinking about it; in the neighbor behind the window. A month ago, that sexy
man had moved into the apartment next door and every time Danielle was peeking
into the kitchen, he was there smoking .
The first time they met was when she was
returning from the market, which experienced seeing the man who left her
thirsty and pale, not only because her eyes jumped as machines fortune, but to
feel his body when they crashed together in the street ... That was amazing she
thought, that such a burly man with broad shoulders and narrow hips, long hair
and wild eyes only existed in magazines . "Really? "She said while
licking her lips reducing step in slow motion, The wild man, was moving into the building next door and
she had to know which department specifically was he going to get . Not because
she will date him or something, but out of curiosity.
So she was engrossed
in her thoughts when she was surprised by a small box that said
"fragile" and almost fall down. but the stranger instinctively
stretched his muscular arm to rescue her from falling into pavement. After
several "auch "She got his breath exhaling longer than normal. His
clumsiness caused laughter in the truck driver that looked the situation.
"Sorry I'm a fool," said the soft voice in
her ear. She shuddered. The truck driver threw an uncontrollable laugh, but the
wild man glared at him.
My name is Joseph Jenner. He shook her hand and she
unflinchingly followed the heat and roughness of that palm certainly very
masculine and wild. He waited for her answer, but she was stunned looking his brown hair waving in the breeze
of April. He had a square face and
beautiful smile.
—Do you have a name honey? asked him smiling sideways
slightly raising the cheek.
— Mmm ... I'm sorry, I'm Danielle Hampshire. I live in
the building next door. —The last word she said was about to faint but she
focused again in the green eyes that had
in front of her. felt her heart pumped more blood than usual. Her body was so
thin, a few extra pounds she was willing to go down with Zumba. Had the
angelic, innocent and kind face, but her eyes behind those blue eyes, was sexy.
At least that Joseph thought when he first saw her.
Much like Danielle, we will be overlooked. And that's
good because as I'm new in the neighborhood, I need some references about the
place. His hand pointed to the next block. Her knees trembled and Danielle was
unable to recover from that shock. "You are pure testosterone"
thought for herself. Listening to his husky
voice, she got mesmerized for a second. When Danielle came back to
reality, Joseph hoped their interaction. He had doubts about her answer.
Sure, any day. ... "I'm an idiot, I know I cannot
walk around with that sexy man knowing I have a story that may be
complicated" .. See you later I guess. She reluctantly said goodbye and
breathed deeply to return to her hell.
Danielle:
"The alarm roused me from my slumber reminding me
that those delicious snoring of Larry,
My husband-no longer had a hint of sexy. He's late at night and goes to bed
without saying anything, without turning his face towards me or kiss me. It has
become an iceberg, the tip of the iceberg where no woman wants to go. Could
someone be erased his memory and forget
that I got needs? That's not all: "Danielle have to pay the phone"
"Danielle where is the dinner " sighed mad at him, with this bitter
life I'm living after 15 years together. I pressed my lips compressing a little
anger and sadness. I sighed as always and waked up before "Larry, it's
time." His body rolled slightly
while I was running to the bathroom.
I came out wrapped in a towel, put a calypso into my
feets felt his touch in my arm when he went to the bathroom. was something
casual. I went straight to the room of
Ashton, our 8 years son.
- Good morning baby, I whispered and he kissed me
back. What deep satisfaction I felt when
he opened up his eyes and called me "Mom". It was all that injected
me energy, my reason for breathing.
-Hello mom, today is the spelling bee competition. -He
said excited. I'd forgotten, I confess.
-Yes honey, I'll be at that time in school ok?.
- What about Dad? -His
eyes aroused much curiosity, he knew something was not right between his
father and me. I tried to hide as much as I could but he is so smart that was
impossible. The intelligence level of my
son exceeded the average, according to psychological tests indicated that he
had the mentality of a teenager.
-We'll have to ask him if you he can leave work earlier today. so now go to take
a shower while I do breakfast.
He took off his
soldiers pajamas pulled it into the basket and ran into the bathroom
with a radiant smile. I sighed with relief to
prepare some eggs with bacon and hot cakes; Larry was sitting at the
table reading the newspaper.
- Are you going to go to the Ashton's contest? -I said
in a cordial tone.
-Today I have a lot of work, I go to the city.
-He ran his hands through the abundant
hair and smooth. Ashton was a photocopy of his father, Larry had his jet-black
eyes, cinnamon skin. The oval face and a beautiful smile, was one of the things
that made me fell in love with him. long before he became a cold husband.
I did not say anything
else, I served coffee pursing my lips not to explode before that Ashton lean
out the door. The last days of our relationship were comparable to a
battlefield or a boxing ring.
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