IS LOVE ELSEWHERE ?

his eyes. I feel bad suddenly, without understanding for all that, the reaction of my friend. We

m also

e our heads. That's why Lopez doesn't linger after his last bite

ht was

. A new day of work awaits me and I am not motivated at all. The good thing is that I have to spend the day at the office, so I don't have to

ed finally throw you off

forgotten ab

to you too and than

and thinks it's a

s, they are so puffy. Your intimate life is

k to his desk, la

computer. My extensive research on Emile Lewis is quite fruitful, especially on the car accident that co

e be cause

I wanted my life anyway. My concentration was

ountain in an hour. I'm counting on you to get a litt

? Damn, I look more like I'm going to a vampire ball. Too bad, after all,

I am Mrs.

pecting you. Would you come with me,

an't get him to talk, one thing is certain, I'

when he feels my presence, he invites me to sit next

red that he cannot see my

Can I call you b

an I call you by

tten into him? This man is really moody, sometimes

doubtedly attracted to him. I don't know, maybe his complicated side seduces me or sim

. Lewis. Ye

nice dimples on his freshly shaved cheeks. The only thought that comes to my mind at this precise moment, is: "Vanessa, pick up your tongue, or you'll trip over it! Her physique hypnoti

Just call

how much I want to call y

up perceiving that you're wiggling around hi

gns in the room mixed with that of the pianist, the sexy suit he wears, th

.. We

or during our first meeting. I was a fool to treat you that way and

ext me

business meeting as a lunch between...

houghts. It is at this moment, that Emile puts his hand on mine with the delicacy of a feather. This simple contact sets my whole body on fire. A gigantic flame licks me,

ay! Emergency l

ewed, I'm going to crash and burn in a most certainly dangerous situation. What is insane is that a day before, I

azy allied, that's it, I

, let's not talk

cards, just before I rush on Emile to stick my tongue in his mouth, as an appetizer. The tension between us is palpable and I'm not sure I'll be able to behave properly

sion provokes in me. After all, since I was young, I've always been good with men,

ll

y wisdom got me... So I let go and live in t

k about my wife, so

s a filet of beef in a crepe à la bordelaise and start to taste

your personal life and I've notic

reaction. This one is not made wait, he tightens his jaw and his gl

entioned. Did you leave

e in my career as a journalist, I hate myself. The way I've b

ncourage her to expose her

Linda left me,

tears too often shed. In spite of this, my devilish side pushes

d she give for br

stions, without caring about the harm they may cause. I salivate like a lion

rcumflex accents, runs his hand over his chin, coughs light

, my relatives. I don't know why I trust you when the game is clear, you're

casually passes his napkin

life as a model on hold, so she could follow me on all my

ing my mouth sealed. I'm focused and honored tha

wn. The only person she saw regularly and with whom she had an unchanging telephone contact was Sena, my best friend. So, Linda's unhappiness and my overload of work, over time, wore

surprise passed, he covers it with his. His chest rises and I feel that he refuses the sensations which invade him. With softness, he makes a light pressure on my skin, as to ask me the permission on what was going to follow. I remain frozen and wait with envy that he dares to try a deeper approach towards me. He turns hi

I

estion. But, just as he is about to reveal the most important pa