the
shower. I have chosen a nice, simple dress for tonight. It’s black and long
sleeved and I have paired it with my black Jimmy Choos and of course my AB
necklace. I sit on my dressing table as I gently curl my hair. Adrian is not long
back from work and I can tell that he is nervous about tonight - although he
would never admit it. He always has a steel exterior that cannot be broken, but
underneath I know that he is pure silk. He came home and went straight into
the shower. His eyes were heavy and he was worriedabout the note. I was
impressed when he held back his anger as he read the threating words. I hate
to see him like this and I can tell that everything is starting to take its toll on
him.
“Hey doll,” I greet him as he makes his way from the bathroom –in nothing but
a towel. I smile as he glides past me flashing me his pearly smile as he does. I
cannot catch my breath at the sight of him. He is perfect in every way. He has
the most perfect body, face and hair. His smile iscaptivating and his eyes are
positively sinful. He is an angel and I cannot believe how lucky I am to have
him.
“Alanna, could you please come here a minute.” I hear him say from inside his
closet. I place the hot curling iron down onto the glass surface and then I make
my way over to him. I reach the doorway and I smile as I see him. He has
chosen to wear a dark blue, pin stripped, Armani suit and he looks amazing. His
hair is still wet as he pushes it gently back from his forehead. I sigh as I look at
him.
“Baby I need to ask you something.” He says in his cool British voice.
“Okay,” I quietly reply.
“How would you feel about me asking Michael to be my best man?” My smile
fades and I don’t know how I feel about what he is asking me. Michael and I
have had a difficult relationship and to be honest I feel that it would be weird
to have him as his best man, considering he claimed that he loved me. I gently
roll my eyes as my mind is buzzing with thoughts of Michael and of how wrong
it would be to have him as best man. Adrian is staring at me as he becomes
impatient. I need to reply and fast.
“Who you have as your best man is completely your choice.”
“Alanna don’t get smart with me. I know it is my choice but I want your
opinion.” I start to feel uncomfortable as Adrian gives me my orders. I hate
that he has this side to him. His anger has slowlyfaded but his need to control
everything has only worsened. He has more orders than before and more rules
for me to follow. I hate it but I usually go along with whatever he says because
I know that’s how he is and that he will never change. If I am honest, I wouldn’t
want him to change. I feel that when he controls things that it is only because
he cares and most of all he does it because he loves me and he wants to keep
me safe. He makes me feel special and wanted every time he calls and worries
about me. I know it’s stupid and that I should try to get my independence from
him but I don’t want it - at least not yet.
“I am sorry. What I meant was if you want Michael to be your best man then I
won’t stand in your way. It might be a little weird, but like I said it’s your
choice.” He shakes his head at my words as he presses a cute smile from his
lips. He makes a signal with his hand and I glide over to him. He grabs me and
pulls me closer. He catches my face in his hands as he places kiss after kiss onto
my lips. He slides one of his hands onto my back and it glides down my waist
until it grazes my hip. I gently laugh at his touch as he backs away a little from
me, he smiles at me and then he kisses me again.
“Alanna, you drive me crazy,” he says as he moves his lips away from mine and
places them gently onto my neck. His kisses are tender and they feel amazing.
My head is spinning from his affection and I feel that I cannot stand straight.
Adrian pushes me against the wall as he slides up my dress. He kisses me again
this time firmer and with more
Reshonda Tate Billingsley