“I understand you want a love that consumes you. Someone who makes life worthwhile and shows you that love is all that you need.” Emma smiles at me and I quickly return her gesture. Jessica takes in our words and a gentle smile presses from her lips. Sophie gently rolls her eyes but then she confesses.
“Every girl would want a guy like Adrian.”
I gently lift my fork and I take a bite of my food. I turn my focus to the streets of London and I gently smile at the sight. However, my fork falls from my hand and smashes hard against the plate. The girls instantly stare at me and I quickly excuse myself. I walk over the window and I gaze out at what had me surprised. A black Lamborghini is parked in front of the restaurant. I try to focus my eyes to see who the driver is. I cannot therefore I rush out into the street. The car door opens and out walks Michael. He strides over to me in his dark blue jeans and black leather jacket. He instantly grins at me and I melt at the sight of him. I narrow my eyes as he gets closer and I wonder what he is doing here. I also wonder if that he has followed me here.
“Alanna, how nice to see you again,” he says as he leans in and gently kisses me on the cheek. I instantly smile at his accent and I look up into his ice blue eyes.
“Michael what are you doing here?” I ask in a slow tone. He holds his black iPhone in his hand as he gently pushes back his hair.
“Alanna what do you think that I am doing here?” He says very smugly.
“I hate to think what you are getting up to,” I say equally as smug. He lets out a dark laugh and I cannot contain my smile.
“Fair enough, babe.” He says as he slides his phone into his back pocket of his jeans. “So I hear that you and golden boy are having dinner tonight with my parents.”
“Michael what have I told you about the smug comments?” I say very firmly. He laughs at my words and he presses his finger onto my lips.
“Don’t get mad with me,” I gently pull his finger away and then I clear my throat.
“Yes we are having dinner tonight with your parents.”
“Are you nervous?” Michael asks quietly.
“Should I be?”
“Well yes you should be.”
“Why?” I ask as my heart begins to race.
“My mother is not your biggest fan,” I almost collapse at his words. I have never met his mother and why would she be mad at me?
“I don’t understand,” I say.
“Well it is simple. She has issues with you because she thinks that you are playing games with both Adrian and I.”
“That’s not true, I am not playing games.” I protest. Michael again laughs at me and I feel uneasy by his comments.
“Calm down Alanna I am only joking with you,” I reach over and I slap him hard on his arm. He laughs again and so I hit him again.
“How could you do that to me?” I ask as I hit him again. He catches my hand and he pulls me close.
“I am sorry but I could not resist.” I pull away from him and I shake my head heavily at him.
“Where is Katharine?” I ask in a strong voice.
“I don’t know. Shopping, a spa, god knows what she is doing.” I narrow my eyes at him.
“Michael if you don’t want to be with her then end things. Don’t string her along she will only end up getting hurt much worse than she already is.”
“Alanna it is none of your business how I treat Katharine.”
“Actually it is. She is my friend and I am not okay with you making a fool out of her. She deserves so much better than what you have to offer.” Michael straightens his face - instantly at my words and I can tell that I have hit a nerve.
“You know what Alanna I think that you want me to break up with her. You hate that I am with her. I would say that you are a little … jealous.”
“I am not jealous,” I say weakly.
“You pretty eyes say otherwise,” Michael says in dark voice. “Alanna I know that you care about me more than you say you do. I bet you think about me all the time. I would even go as far to say that you dream about me.” My face bursts into flames as I remember my vivid dreams about Michael. We dance and kiss and in my dreams, I love him. He watches as my face turns redder and he cannot hold in his smirk.
“Your face tells me all that I need to know.” He takes me by the hand and he places a soft kiss onto my forehead. He pulls back and gazes into my eyes.
“I will be seeing you - beautiful.”
Twenty
I arrive back at The Dorchester and I rush into my suite. I through the shopping bags onto the floor and I make my way into the bathroom. I begin to run a bath but then I hear the front door open. I march into the hallway and Adrian is standing before me. I walk over to him and he lunges me into the air. He kisses me and then he sets me back down. I try to catch my breath as he stares at me.