The music in the background is interrupted. I take to call Julienne, who had stayed in the car waiting for us in case we need to get away.
- Julienne?
- Hi cousin. Get your hands there, you rascal!
- Julienne? - Leap chair, startled - Where are you?
The answer takes long seconds, which leaves me terrified. I grab my bag and walk to the door wide and faltering steps.
- Here inside. Heck, so here it is getting fun.
- Julienne, was not for you to wait in the car?
- And miss the show? That your friend is really crazy. Wow! It's going to shit ... How would his mother: It's the apocalypse!
The next moment, everything seems to turn a mess. I hear screams, words and sounds of breaking glass.
- Stay where you are - command before shutting down - I'm going up there.
If hell exists, I had found the way to it. The hall is completely in an uproar. Men punching each other, some women propped up against the wall with fear, bottles flying through the air and ... it was a chair?
I look for Julienne, but do not see it anywhere. I see Paige and Richard from the direction of the stage. Adam joins them says something and rolls up his sleeves. I approach them in a hurry. When the couple goes through me, I see a bottle flying over their heads.
- Adam! - My scream is so high that I have the slightest impression that, for a moment, the room is silent, watching me - Care.
My eyes are stuck in Adam, their on mine. It deviates from the object toward his face, more a reflection of what the warning I gave, yet she touches his face, causing it to bend.
I run to him, alarmed. Just notice that had held his breath along the way when my chest starts to burn and threatens to explode.
- Adam?
I touch his shoulder with my wandering hands. Nausea, panic, and a slight dizziness take care of me. When it rises, I notice the trickle of blood running down his face.
I'm fine - he says, touching my face - Let's get out of here. You look like you will pass out.
It's not me I'm worried about. He's hurt. But I'm so frightened, that let me drive the hall. I look for Julienne, and I see her leave under a table with Liam.
But ... the two were under the table?
I leave this little confusion aside. Liam is a good person and take good care of it. I write a brief message to her, saying I'm leaving with Adam.
We are turning away from some more people, and soon the breeze of the night in welcomes. Clean air supplies my energy. I look at Adam, worried. The affected part of her face is turned in another direction, but the drops of blood on his shirt worry me.
-Still Is bleeding - say upset, so reach your car - We have to go to a hospital.
He touches my face, as he had done there. His eyes roam over me. I hear it drop a word and open the car door.
- I do not need a doctor. You are pale and trembling. I'll take you to your home, and there you make a dressing, it's just a silly cut.
I see the amazement on his face, and I think I look horrible. Not only for what happened. For a pregnant woman, I feel awful. I'm thinner than usual due to sickness, and fatigue is evident in my face. Even my hair had lost its luster.
- It's ok.
As we entered, driven by instinct, I take my shirt and make a compress on the brow which derives the blood on his face. I see surprise and something else in his eyes, looking at my half-naked body.
- It's for ... to stanch the blood.
My failure and deviation voice my gaze to the other side of the street. The roar distressed brings me back to face him, but when focused on his face, Adam is focused on driving.
The road just is not done in silence because he had turned on the radio. Time and again, the cramp in my arm made me rotate the position. Every time I did it, I felt her body stiffen. Also tense, he prayed that the way to be as short as possible. Also asked that no patrol car passed by us would be somewhat complicated to explain what I was wearing bra only with my shirt on a wounded man face.
Sir. Why do the most absurd things happen to me?
As we entered my apartment, I follow to the bathroom in search of the first-aid kit. Separate gas, cotton, antiseptic and an ointment for pain.
I enter the room and the meeting stretched on the couch; your hands are hostels in pants, trying to hide ...
He's excited?
I press my legs together and feel the heat burning my face. I should not get excited to see him excited for me. Damn it. Man is hurt!
I approach it, put utensils on the sofa while I open the antiseptic glass.
- Ham ... - snort calling your attention - may sting a little.
- You're burning a long time - he says to close his eyes.
For an obvious reason, I feel that it refers to something else, in fact, a very specific part of your body. A part that makes my own body burning and yearning for his touch. Instantly, I see myself being grabbed by him. His hands digging into my waist while his mouth devours my furiously.
Let out a throaty moan and open my eyes. fixed meet him on mine, on fire.
Irritated by my lack of tact quickly moisten the cotton and begin to clean the wound area. I have to lean over the body to give more attention to the eyebrow. Every movement I take, I feel his eyes on me, in my body.
- Ready - give the false last point and I finish with the ointment to relieve pain - I still think you should go to the doctor and take real points. It was not deep, but ...
- I'm fine - his hands holding my - Thank you. Liam can take a look later.
Liam, Julienne!
I grab my cell phone in the bag and check her message.
It's all right. :) Is today!
It is now what?
Perhaps it refers to the baby and the fact that I have to tell the truth to Adam. Although I have tested and imagined this moment every day, tell the man I love to have a child with me bra, I was not in the plans.
- Just a minute - get up a jump súbito- I'll be back.
Forward to my room. Support me against the door and take a deep breath. I panicked, but I know that I can not postpone it any longer. With a courage that I am far from having, try another shirt in the wardrobe, I picked up the first I see - luckily one I love most - seen it and return to the room.
Adam is standing near the door. The hand on the knob indicates that it is ready to leave.
- Adam, I need ...
- I was leaving - his hand up in a defensive - I realized that between us there can be nothing. That ... We both ...
He gestures hand between us, emphasizing what he says, and I can only feel confused. What is he talking about?
- It did not work, and it seems it will never work.
- What?
- But I think we can be friends - he hastens to say - Because of Neil. You know ... The work, still we will see often. And there's wedding Paige, will be the godparents.
- Friends?
Friends have babies- I feel like screaming. But I shut up. It looks like a big, strong hand of steel involves my throat.
- Yes friends. I know it sounds complicated, but their friendship is all I hope now. Well, at least think about it.
His lips touch my forehead, and then it goes through the door.
- Friends ... - for the tenth time whisper to fall into my bed, at least noticed how I got there - He wants to be my friend.
I am numb with anger, disappointment, sadness. How I'll get just be his friend, with your child growing in my womb?
-I Love you, you idiot!
I punch my pillow, wishing it was him. The last thing you want in the world is to be one of Adam's friends. I never stand it, not when our destinations will be connected forever.
Damn it!
He was gone, and I did not say the most important.
Chapter 25
Adam
We are perfect together. All that is within me, loves everything that is in you. Live for me has a name: Paige. Your imperfections are what make it perfect for me. I
love you today, I will love forever. Why is this love that makes my heart beat every day.
While Richard and Paige exchange their vows, and different from all the church concentrated in the couple, my eyes are on Penelope.
Wishing we were both of us to exchange vows of love and receive the blessing of the priest and all our friends.
I have done what Liam suggested. I kept away and focused on being just a friend. A promise never cost me so much.
Ignore my desire for her on the bachelor party I almost went mad, literally. Try to show indifference, and especially drop that ridiculous speech, he demanded more of me than I thought. Almost left there fled.
Five minutes with Penelope so beautiful and seductive make my determination ending.
I need to stay focused and follow a step at a time.
First regain their trust, and then win back his love. That's what gets me up every day.
The hope. Faith and hope. What is life without both? That my journey, I learned the value of the two, because one can not survive without the other, and without it we are nothing.
When the ceremony ends, we went to the hall where the party will be offered by the couple. Fortunately, it is not far. It has been very difficult to control my love for Penelope at the altar. I avoided face to the fullest. There I could not lie or deny my feelings. Not before God and so many witnesses.
I had asked Liam to seek at the last minute and take her to the church. I knew that as soon as he saw her, as beautiful as it is, I would not be able to resist. I do not know if I can yet. I fear that, at any minute, I ignore all the efforts we've been doing to just be a friend and to hold in my arms, without the possibility to run away from me again.
The memory of our last encounter bother me. I had glimpsed a certain sadness in his face. Somehow, I felt I had done something wrong. I'm always doing something wrong, even when all the intentions are the best possible.
I can not go wrong.
I can not go wrong again. I've been singing this mantra every day.
- It was a beautiful wedding - tell Penelope, so we hold our table.
She looks tense and nervous. Initially believed it was because of the ceremony, after all, she had not participated in any trial. But everything had been perfectly. So why she acted so strangely that night?
- It was yes, Paige was beautiful.
Grooms come and ovacionais cries force me to shut up. Katty question anything about the ceremony, and soon the two are adopting an a typical conversation of women. At the next table is Neil, Jenny, Peter and Paul, with his companions.
After the newlyweds go on all the tables and take the photos, dinner is served. Watch Penelope go relaxing as the night progresses, the same happens to me.
The speeches begin. Jenny concludes her, and I stand to say mine. Shoot the role of my suit pocket, but something leads me to follow my heart, not the words that I tested for two days.
- Richard, I want to make a toast to you and this incredible woman you will call wife - raise my glass toward them - You are a very lucky man. Many people spend their lives looking for their other half, some running from it, and others end their journey without knowing how to love someone and be loved back is precious.
Couple eye deviation and direct it to Penelope. My every word to her.
- Life is only complete when it is shared. When your other half complete you. In joy, in sorrow, in pain. At each stage of life, you know she'll be there with you. Smiling, crying and helping him bear the pain when needed. So make her happiness the goal of his life. Her smile reflected her. And like a tree that grows, your love will grow stronger and flourish every day. Cheers.
If people around noticed that my speech was more a proper love declaration, it does not matter. If Penelope understood the truth and intensity on every word, as is my happy day.
- Well ... - she gets up, looking around, his hand trembling slightly - speeches were so beautiful that anything I talk, you simpleton.
Letting me take the impulsiveness, secure hand hanging under the table. I see her smile, even without looking at me, and I know that my gesture gives you the courage you need.
Pain, sorrow, and whenever you need me - is what my eyes speak, but she's not looking at me.
- From all that has been said, I hope to be friends - she smiles shyly - The best friends that anyone can have. Let the other insurance love they feel and be happy. Thanks for letting me witness such an important moment, and moments like that are blessed by God and shared by us often. Cheers.
Everyone applauds. The music will play and Paige and Richard open the dance with the bride and groom dancing. Gradually couples head for the track. Katty pulls Frank, and Liam dancing with Anne.
- Wanna Dance? - She looks at me with something that I believe is indecision - resolved.
- Adam, on ...
- Come on - I pull it, preventing follow up the protest - It's a party, let's have fun. That's what friends do.
- Will you stop saying that!
- Let's dance, then - smile and hold it over with me.
The song is a romantic ballad. It's the perfect excuse to get your body glued to mine. Without any doubt, I take advantage of the situation. My hands slide down the side of your body through the silk dress. When she supports her head on my chest, letting yourself in the music, I feel the scent emanating from her, and my every cell in the body turns to her.
Pull away a little hip, I'm excited, and hardly be able to hide the reaction of my body for a long time. Everything in it ignites my desire: the softness of your skin, your sweet scent, the way your skin shivers to my touch.
The song ends and another begins more hectic and annoying.
- I need a drink - tell her to move away - Want something?
- No alcohol, please - the apprehension I saw her when chegamosvolta to shine in his eyes.
- Orange juice?
- Orange juice is not drink - she says. There was also remembered when we first met.
- Back in a moment.
The way to the bar, I try to imagine what Penelope to tell me that bothers you so much. Had he finally decided to give Parker the opportunity he wanted? That is the real reason for your discomfort today?
- Another dose, double.
A familiar voice makes me return to Earth.
- Savannah?
- Hi, Adam.
- I did not know you were here, not seen in the church.
Although I not pay much attention to my back. Only had eyes for Penelope to me.
- I arrived just last minute decided - she smiled weakly and spilled the drink that the bartender hands her - Rubbish decision. I have done a lot in life.
I know Savannah long enough to know that behind the tough lawyer, there is a kind and gentle girl who just got a chance to meet.
- Richard ensured that he would not be here.
I follow his gaze and see Charles in a corner, staring at us. His face is hard, more furious.
- I need to go - she tells me to pick up the bag on the counter.
- Do not have to go because of it - I put myself in front of her
It annoys me that Charles acts so as other people, what they feel, no importance. Although he had now earned some credits with me, to come in the church leading Paige.
- I do it for me, Adam.
- You still love him?
- Why are you asking that?
- Because I see it clearly in his eyes, and the way he's looking at us, does not seem so indifferent.
- Charles loves no one but himself ... I have to go.
- It is - hold your arm, preventing her from leaving - Maybe you can help me.
- Want to talk business? - She smiles, this time with sincerity - Today?
I scratch my eyebrow and smile back.
- Is not it. I and Penelope. We both got into this to friends. I'm trying to regain her trust.
- And where I go in this story?
- There's a guy. I think she's willing to try with it. I feel that this is what s
he means to me today. I need to avoid this moment on. Liam said we should be friends, but this is not working.
- Why not just say that love and ready? - She sighs - You can not be friends with someone you love.
- I believe that's exactly what she's thinking - rub your head - I need your help.
- Adam Crighton afraid of being dismissed. It would be comical if it were not tragic. Come on. Just think what would his ex-girlfriends.
- Funny.
In the background she's right. All women who have gone in my life probably would a party to witness the state in which I find myself.
I ask the drinks and drive to Savannah my desk. Liam and Penelope talk animatedly. He says something in his ear that makes her laugh.
Liam, remembers Savannah?
- Of course yes. Hello, Savannah.
She greets him with a kiss on the cheek and takes the chair beside him.
- That's Penelope - present them - Savannah is a great friend, and works with me in the office.
The climate is very different from what I imagined. Penelope remains silent. Savannah uncomfortable. Liam is the one leading the conversation, telling funny stories from the hospital.
- Excuse me - Penelope raises, averting her eyes from mine - I have to go to the toilet.
A kick in my shin makes me jump forward.
- Go behind her - Liam gesturing with his arms.
I look at Savannah, feeling guilty. He had asked her to stay, and now would leave her alone.
- I'll dance with Liam, and then he takes me home.
I thank her with a kiss on her forehead.
After waiting long minutes in front of the ladies' room, and pathetically ask a young woman to look inside, back to the party. I catch sight of Neil carrying Anne in his arms. I'm about to ask if he saw her, when I spot heading towards the door.
- Where are you going?
Turn it to me, forcing me to look. I see you looking over my shoulder. The surprised expression changes to a mixture of fury and determination.
- We can not be friends - grabbing my suit, she pulls me closer to her - crossed the line a long time.
To my surprise, his lips touch mine. The kiss is demanding and passionate, and I do not hesitate to match. I longed for it all night. From the day I left his house, to be exact.
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