Chapter Twenty Six

~ Adaria

The night was somewhat uneventful, other than our playful rendezvous in the bedroom. I was lying in bed. Tyrell had gone to the store across the street to get some snack foods for us. I yawned and got out of bed. I went over to the closet and grabbed one of Tyrell's shirts and boxers. I rolled up the sleeves and headed into the living room. I froze at the bedroom room when I heard a woman's voice.

"Dang this place is nice." I peeked through the curtain. A tall, thin, blonde woman was standing in my kitchen. She opened cupboards and took a large plate and two sets of sliver ware and plates. She set the table and put candles on the table. I watched in disgust as she took a pre-cooked chicken out of a paper bag and place it in the center of the table on the platter, as if she'd cooked it herself. She pulled out pre-made pasta and bread sticks as well. She smiled to herself before turning towards me, or rather the bedroom. She started walking towards the door. I hurried into the bathroom and turned on the shower before climbing into the bedroom closet. I crouched down between the wall and a storage box, peering through the slats. She walking in and looked at the bed. She raised an eyebrow. It was still messy from last night. She walked to bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Tyrell?" She called sweetly. "I'm sorry to barge in on you, but I made you some food. I know you probably haven't eaten a good, home cooked meal in a while." She smiled and stared at the door a little bit before frowning. "Why isn't he answering?" She hissed under her breath. The front door opened. She jumped and backed away from the bathroom door. She looked at the bed and then at the bathroom door. Then shook her head. "He probably just left it running so that it'd be warm when he came home."

"Adaria? Are you still in bed?" Tyrell shouted from the entry. Her face contorted into a glare and her fists clenched. She began to pound on the bathroom door. Tyrell came running into the bedroom with the broom. "Adaria?" He froze when he saw the woman. "Why are you here?" He said with venom. She froze and turned towards him.

"I came to bring you lunch, sir." She walked toward him with exaggerated sways. "I know you probably haven't had a good, home cooked meal for a while now." She reached out to grab his arm.

"What did you do to my fiance?" Her face froze.

"W-what? Fiance?" She looked at the bathroom door. "You mean... that it wasn't just some bimbo that you hooked up with last night?"

"No. Get out of my house." She slapped him.

"You scoundrel! Leading me on!" She ran out the door crying. He sighed and walked nervously to the bathroom door.

"Adaria? Are you okay?" He asked. I opened the closet door.

"Yeah, I'm alright." He spun around.

"I'm so sorry about her. She's been coming onto me for so long... I should've told you." I raised my hand.

"It's fine. Just surprising is all." I walked over to him and gently touched his face where he got slapped. "Is she the one that you fired?" He smiled.

"Yeah." He leaned down to kiss me and I doged.

"Are you going to join this bimbo in the shower?" I asked. He rolled his eyes.

"Do you even have to ask?"