Chapter 108: Chapter 108

(Avery’s Thoughts)

After I accepted his offer last week, we’ve been secretly going out together, but of course not here in this city, but in another states, in their hotels, or sometimes even outside the country.

But if I want to be at the city at times, our usual hangout sex place is my apartment.

We make sure to keep a low profile and only to hire trustworthy people who're going with us together on our tips. Since we don’t want to end up in yet another sex scandal.

Yes, we are sex buddies, and I have never been so happy, fulfilled and satisfied with my sex life.

I feel like I am on cloud nine every time we have sex, and to be honest, I never think of Jeff when I am with Dmitri.

“Am I a slut? A cheater? A whore? A cunt?” Sometimes I ask myself these questions. And the usual answer I’ll get would be, “Maybe, but do I need to care about that? I just want him. Nothing more, nothing less,” I boldly confess.

Still, I never forget my obligation to Jeff as his girlfriend and fiancee, just like now, while packing my things up, I’ve been discussing things with him,

“Babe, I already told you, we need this big money, and I am lucky enough that the client offered me this? Don’t you like it?” trying to convince him.

He sighs and then utters, “I know, babe, but I miss you. And, are you sure he is a good man? And why do you immediately need to go to Macau, huh? For two weeks? Isn’t it too much,” his scolding continues for God knows how long.

“Babe! Stop! Breathe! Do you trust me or not?” I ask him with so much confidence, even if I know that all that came out of my mouth were lies.

He takes a deep breath and finally surrenders, “Of course, I do. You do what you think is for the best, and by the way, Peach says ‘hi’.”

“Thank you, babe. Please, send my regards to them and at the museum, I’ll be back in no time, I love you, I gotta go,” then I end the call.

“Finally!” a sigh of relief is heard.

I go back to packing my clothes for our little tropical detour. Macau after all is a tropical country, so I buy some summer clothes, take it out of the paper bags and arrange it in my suitcase.

After almost an hour, I finally finished arranging my stuff. At least, I don’t need to hurry when Dmitri fetches me here two days from now.

I am taking out my suitcase in the receiving area of my hotel room when the doorbell rings.

“Hmm, is it Dee? He didn’t tell me he’s coming,” so I rush to the door, and when I open it up, my jaw almost drops.

It isn’t Dee, but, I am even happier to see someone who’s standing right in front of me.

I blink thrice and gulp, and I even pinch myself to make sure I am not dreaming. I couldn’t stop myself from saying, “Fucking no hell way!” I curse and jump in place.

The two people in front of me look at each other with a bit of judgment.

“Oh my God, Kendra! Seid!” I scream and squeal and hug the two of them tightly.

And then I let go of Seid and wrap both my arms around Kendra, “K! My bestie,” I continuously scream and cry out of happiness.

I’ve been bawling my eyes out and sniffing my nose for about three minutes, until she feels suffocated.

She pushes me a bit, and glares at me, “You have Jeff to thank, he convinces me to make up with you. So, don’t you waste your last chance, okay?” she even sends me the warning.

Then I embrace her again really tight, “Of course, K, God, I miss you so much. You don’t know how happy I am right now.”

“Okay, okay,” then she pats my back. And then Seid clears his throat, “Don’t forget my existence, hello?”

Then I hit him with my free hand. After the heartwarming reunion, I invite them in, “Get in, quick!” I say.

With so much excitement, I didn’t notice they brought something. So when I asked them what they want to it, they both snicker at me, “Hey, you guys want some Asian food? Or maybe go with the usual?”

But they point to the food pack they already brought, with a good combination of beer, “No need! We got it covered. We know how much you hated cooking!” Seid says.

After that, I squeeze in between them and clings my arms at Kendra, until Seid says, “Goodness, Ava. Too much skinship, can’t you tell I’m still a man?” he clears his throat.

So I point to another chair, “There, you sit, there. Let me feel Kendra’s skin for now,” and I squeeze her even more, and the way I see it, she is irritated but I know she misses me, too.

We start eating, and drinking and talking about lots of things, we catch up big time.

We cry our hearts out. We scream and vents our misunderstandings. We yell at each other for caring too much. We laugh at our childishness. We wipe each other’s tears and reconcile.

This is one of the best things that happened to me in two years.

“So, when are you planning to hold the wedding? And is it true that you are going to live in France for good?” K asks without beating around the bush.

Seid and I look at each other. We just reconciled so how am I supposed to say that I’ll be living for France soon.

It takes time before I could answer. And fortunately, K doesn’t want to make it hard on me when she says, “Don’t worry, I will understand. Just be honest with me.”

When she says that, a torn on my chest has been removed, so I tell her about our original plans.

But one thing I noticed is that, as I tell her about it, there’s an extreme loneliness and a thought saying, “Is it still waht you wanted? To live in France?”

I space out, and couldn’t go on.

“A?” K calls me out.

“Uhm, yeah?” I answer.

“It’s okay, if you are not yet ready,” she says smiling.

“No, I mean. That’s our plan even before. And that’s the only way to prove Jeff that I choose to be with him for a lifetime,” I say smiling.

But for some reason, K picks up some word from my statement, “Choose to? You mean you have other option waiting in line?” she intriguing asks.

Seid’s look immediately changes, so I quickly clear things up before Seid could even catch up,

“No, what I mean is, I get to choose whether to prove my love to Jeff by living with him in France for good, or go back here in the States, to be with… you guys, and maybe ask Jeff to come, too,” it was the biggest lie I’ve ever said to them.

But after what I said, I notice his utter silence. He’s laughing at some of our jokes, but his eyes beg to differ.

We hang out until late in the afternoon, until K receives a call. At that time she goes out, and Seid and I are left alone.

So I take this chance to talk to him, “Hey, you okay? You seemed quiet!”

But he just awkwardly smiles at me.

Then when K comes back, she loudly announces, “Sorry, chitchat is over, my man is picking me up in just a few minutes.”

“Already? Can’t you stay?” I pout my lips, but it has no effect on her.

“No, can do, A. We can see each other some other time, and maybe call, here, put your number on my phone,” she says. So I input my mobile number, and give it back to her.

“By the way, I saw a suitcase over there, are you going somewhere?” she asks again. Nothing passes by her, really!

I nod and excitedly say, “I have some art exhibit to visit in Macau two days from now, want to join?” I ask so they won’t be suspicious of me. K bought it, but Seid’s gaze changes.

Then K crosses her arms, “I’ll pass, Nik and I have plans for this weekend, sorry,” K says coldly.

“And you Seid? Why not come with me?” I ask him to ease up the tension.

He seems caught off guard, still, he is able to respond, “Uh, I have some work to do, sorry, but I think I have to pass, too,” he brings up an excuse.

I frown giving them a disappointed look, “Well, maybe we can plan another next time.”

The conversation ends when the door bell rings, “I’ll get it, it’s Nik anyway,” K says.

Once K is out of our sight, Seid finally stands up and speaks up, “Ava. Where have you been these past few days. Jeff’s been calling me checking up on you. And, how are things with your new partner? Is there something you want to share?” he asks right on the target.

I am taken aback by his question, and I know he is doing it implicitly.

But I must not waver, so I try to act cool and smile, “It’s strictly business. I’ll go back to France after these two projects Seid, and I’ll get married to Jeff, that’s something certain,” I detail him my plans which makes it more questionable to him.

“I know the feeling Avery of being just a choice or an alternative, until it’s early, and if you can still get out, you need to do it as soon as possible,” he warns sadly.

“Get out from what and who?” I scowl.

“You know the answer to that, Avery, you are smart and brilliant,” he kisses me on the cheek and silently bids goodbye.