Be There
The next morning, we wake up hungry.
I order an extensive breakfast online and take my woman to the bathroom. We are exhausted from our wild nighttime escapade, for myself I know that I am taking the whole day off today to get a good sleep. My body is tired, but my mind is so sated.
When we come out of the bathroom I hear the doorbell.
The delivery boy. I swipe my credit card and take in our food. While I'm busy setting up everything on the kitchen table, Loraine walks in a bathrobe. “Dordrich, I have nothing to wear,” she chuckles. “My dress from yesterday is not appropriate for this morning”.
I take her in my arms, push my face into her black locks.
“We'll take care of that when I get you to work. Do not worry". Clearly happy she is sitting on my lap and we are enjoying our breakfast. “Are you busy at work today?”, I ask her to be sure. I want her to be there when my present is delivered. "Think so, if that bitch secretary doesn't make my life miserable today," she replies, rolling her eyes.
A smile captures my lips, it is widely known that the most influential person in her company, Windrug & So is actually not Loraine, but her secretary Kaylah and that loser Danner. These two have a tight rein on the management there, Loraine is the one who only delivers signatures. But everyone also knows that Loraine and Kaylah have a lukewarm relationship, something like, they can't air each other but can't be separated. Strange thing actually, but it seems that concept works fine because the company is very profitable and successful. Only Danner will soon have to make way, if it depends on me.
I watch as she too, eats her meal, clearly starving. So sex drives out all hunger except the one from the stomach. She is such an elegant woman, even when she eats greedily it is in style. This woman is going to conquer my life, I can feel it in everything in me. She's perfect, I know I'll have to go beyond anything to keep her and I'm willing to do that.
An hour later she is sitting next to me in the car in a bathrobe. We joke about this, but she clearly has no problem with her almost naked in my car. I drive up to Nolita Store, a well-known clothes store and we get out. Pedestrians first look at us in disbelief and then burst into light laughter. Some even raise a thumbs up in amusement. New Yorkers do have a sense of humor, despite their close-knit lives.
We dive into the clothing store, a shop assistant quickly approaches us.
“Lady, no, no, this is not the latest fashion trend. You definitely need some other outfits, please”. We laugh at her approach, which is clearly her intention. Loraine enters the fitting room while the friendly woman selects some suitable sets for her. I take a comfortable seat on the couch, my eyes staring expectantly at the fitting room where Loraine has to show up.
It doesn't surprise me that everything looks beautiful on her. She is a natural beauty, a masterpiece of the gods. With her black hair and gray eyes, all colors come into their own. “Dordrich, what do you think? I can't decide. Which one do you think fits best?”. She puts this inhuman task of making a choice into my hands, Lord help me!
"I've seen the most beautiful on you already, Princess." She blushes like a schoolgirl, which makes me jump up to take her in my arms. “The clothes are just a cover. You are breathtaking”, I whisper in her ear. She grabs me, raises her face for a kiss. Before my lips even touch hers, I hear a cough behind us. “Miss, have you made a choice yet? Or shall I bring a few more?”.
“No, please don't!” Loraine snaps out. “I can't make a choice with these ones alone. If you bring more, I'm really lost." I laugh at the women, they are clearly playing word games among themselves. I break the impasse and choose a gray striped blazer with a bright pink blouse and short skirt. Loraine looks at it
hesitantly but walks back into the fitting room with it anyway. After a few minutes she appears, gorgeous as I expected. The shop assistant brings in a pair of matching stilettos and hair clips, and the outfit is complete.
“Pack the rest too, please”, I let the woman know, who immediately gets to work. Loraine touches up on her makeup while I pay at the cash register. Like a happy couple we walk in each other's arms to the car, where I help her get in, put the bags on the backseat and then get behind the wheel.
Slowly we drive to her work location, I am hesitant to let her go already. When I've parked, I turn to her. I have to show her somehow how important she is to me.
“Loraine, don't forget what I told you. Use the phone often. Text me as much as you want at any time, about anything you think of and want to talk to me about. Be assured that I read everything, even if I don't respond right away”, I urge her. “And use the penthouse in any spare time you have, even if I'm not there. I want to smell your presence when I'm there. Know you’re always around"
I glance at her sideways and notice the happy glow on her face.
That is it! That's how I want her to be forever. Happy in my presence, smiling in the morning sun.
I swear to myself I never make her unhappy, always protect her with my life. In the short time that we know each other, I have never found life so valuable. It's like breathing for her, to always be there for her. I love her.
My Princess!