worried. Had she done something wrong? Had she put too much
pressure on him, driven him away? In reality, Thomas wanted to call her but
didn’t. He was following Roxi’s advice about not smothering her, but
unbeknownst to him he was driving Sandra insane with worry, it also made her
realize that perhaps she ‘was’ already in love with Thomas…
Chapter
Seven
Over the next few weeks, Thomas and Sandra grew ever
closer the more they saw each other and love began to blossom in the air. A
night out to the cinema arranged by Thomas saw them almost share their first
kiss but Thomas held back, unwilling to go too far and lose everything he had
worked so hard to gain with Sandra. In the meantime, Sandra found herself more
attracted to Thomas than ever and became confused as to why Thomas hadn’t tried
to kiss her or make a move in any sense other than to simply hold her hand. One
night after dinner at his place, Sandra leant in and kissed Thomas, initiating
a steamy encounter that led them to the edge of sex but Sandra held back this time,
and Thomas confused, began to have worries of his own.
“What’s wrong?” Thomas asked, breathlessly. His face
clouded with concern.
Sandra allowed her head drop back onto the cushion, and
let out a long sigh, “Thomas, I love you but there is one thing I don’t like
about you.”
What’s that?” Thomas asked, and lifted her head so he
could look deep into her brown eyes, searching for answers.
Sandra shifted and sat up underneath Thomas, pulling her
dress down over her body and legs once more before continuing, “You own a
nightclub, and I won’t be the wife of a nightclub owner, I just won’t. I told
you before; I don’t want that kind of life. You may be taking a break now but
what happens when you go back?” Sandra said her face creasing in worry, little
lines forming on her forehead and Thomas kissed her gently and laughed.
“Is that it?” Thomas smiled and continued, “If that’s how
you feel I’ll no longer have anything to do with the place okay?”
“Really, you can just do that?” Sandra searched his eyes,
looking for sincerity and she found it.
Thomas nodded, “Yes, why not. I’m the owner, I do what I
want. I’ll sell the place, give it away, whatever. I’m done with that life now
Sandra.” Thomas said, kissing her once more, this time more passionately and
Sandra kissed him back, their urgings returning once more as passion returned
with a vengeance.
“I love you, Thomas.” Sandra gasped as Thomas slid her
dress up over her head.
As he made his way down her shuddering body, Thomas told
her that he loved her too before making love to her for the first time. They
made love again and again, their pent up desire finally released after weeks of
being withheld from one another and together they both cried out in throes of
ecstasy, as close to euphoria as they would ever get.
In the morning, Sandra awoke to find Thomas gone; the
space where he had lain the previous night, cold and empty and Sandra wondered
where he could have gone. Perhaps he was making breakfast? Slipping into one of
Thomas’ dressing gowns, Sandra made her way into the kitchen but there was no
sign of Thomas. He was nowhere to be found in the apartment, so Sandra assumed
he had gone out to get something and would be back shortly.
She explored his home, attempting to get a better idea of
this man she had fallen in love with. His place was pristine, and everything
was in its place, neat and tidy which Sandra liked, it was a good sign. When
they finally moved in together, she knew he wouldn’t be the type of man to
lounge around expecting her to do all the work. In the corner by his phone
there were weights and a running machine. That’s why he is so buff.
As she passed the answering machine she saw that Thomas
had one new message. Curiosity got the better of her and she pushed the button
to listen to it.
“Hey Tom, this is Rob. I’m just calling to
make sure you