Meeting(2)

Standing in front of his door, he was quoting me. His presence and his shadowy look made me uncomfortable but I did not show anything. On the contrary, I smiled at him and made him a friendly sign while uncapping a bottle of fruit juice and biting with appetite in my sandwich.

After a brief glance on my shoulder in the direction of the house, I took a portable ice-cream maker from my car and went to sit down when I see him looking at me.

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Sitting there, near the river, mad curls escaping from her barrettes had her face covered with their honey-colored silk. His fine and abundant hair would exasperate him. She spent her time trapping them in buns, knotting them in a ponytail ... to no avail. They always managed to break free.

This is the price to pay when you have been without your hairdresser for a month now. She leaned against a pillar and tried, as usual, to soak up the peace that surrounded her. Nothing to do. The presence of this stranger, today, prevented him ...

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When I saw the young woman earlier, standing in the sun, hair ruffled by the wind, I thought I was playing an illusion. How many times have I dreamed of her. Her pale pink blouse hinted at the soft swelling of her breasts, her fine waist, the harmonious curve of her hips. She was now a complete woman after all these years.

For a few long minutes, I had been unable to speak, to fascinate the face, the silhouette of a woman. A gift that the gods sent me to erase all these years of frustration, this heavy responsibility which pursued me wherever I went. When Sara broke into my life at the start I knew what to expect so I took my precautions.

But I had to realize that I was greatly mistaken on that one. I had to reevaluate the danger that this girl would attract me during my 18th birthday. And that's when the game started. Until now I still don't know who the master is thinking. I came to hide here to clarify things in my thoughts and know what strategy to use to end this farce. I now understand why my friends and siblings have recommended this place to me so highly. But even if it's the woman I want, for now, I'm not ready to let myself be seduced.

She was very beautiful with her amber eyes, her black skies, incredibly long and thick. She had looked at me with great kindness and I knew she had to know who I was. They always talk about the fallen heir so with her status, I am not surprised that she is aware. My so-called miserable story was spread in the newspapers for several months.

I had nothing to do with her kindness and compassion. I resented her for having this air of innocence and freshness. At least it changes me from these girls who distort their expressions to disappoint you. Those white lotus frail girl, It really disgusts me. I wish she would go away and leave me in peace because I know she is the temptation to personify. I had chosen this retreat to rest in peace for a few days.

I did not need anyone and especially not a model, a recognized actress who for one reason or another is found here, turns into a messenger with a big heart. I took my tools and the letterbox I had just made, and headed inside. When I leave I see that Grace is finishing her lunch. The wind was playing with her hair which fell in curly cascades on either side of her face. She didn't seem at all aware of her beauty at this time.

I took a moment to watch her again. As I thought she was not at all aware of the charm she exuded. If I didn't know her, I would think she was doing this to seduce me. Right now she was just being herself, natural and radiant. And her warm smile made her even more dangerous than she was. I shook my head a little to put my thoughts in order. From now on I say you will only have to drop my mail here. I took some pleasure in removing it from him. I would no longer have to see her again or hear her melodious voice and her carefree laugh.

She looked up with understanding and tenderness towards me. I had to resist the sudden desire to kiss her tight against me as I wanted to do. Clenched teeth I turned around and went away.

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I am Alexander looking thoughtfully as he returned to his house. He obviously resented me for having disturbed him, for having invaded his space, shaking up his solitude. But I think I saw something else in her blue eyes.

Something I had trouble identifying. I would like to know what he looks like when he left me so suddenly. I absently bit into the rests of my sandwich. With an face full of regret I still remembered the enticing odor which escaped from the kitchen of his house. Maybe I should knock on the door and ask for hospitality.

No, it would force his hand a little. Anyway, whether he likes it or not, I will watch over him. Little by little I would gain his trust and friendship. Would present it to my friend. Too long isolation was no good. I sighed, put the empty bottle back in the cooler and got up.