Alter Ego: His Sultry Lover

Chapter 89 - The World Would Stand Still

He glanced over at the calendar on the wall and realized that there were only seven days left to feel her wrapped around him. Six days until he could look into her beautiful brown eyes and tell her how much he loved her. It seemed like forever had passed since the day they had seen each other.

She had come into his life without warning, touching his heart, and leaving no way for him to make her go away. Before she came alone, his life was a mess of work and controversies, but now everything seemed to be on track. How would his life have been without meeting her? How would it have felt to not know what her heartbeat sounded like? How could he have fallen in love with her without meeting her? His heart and brain didn't know the answer to these simple questions, but they had become the truth of his life. He began to wonder if there were other people on the planet that experienced love like they did. Was this feeling of overwhelming emotion something common? Whatever the answer to that question may have been, he didn't care much for it. If yes, it was common… he was happy for all those people who felt the same way about their other half. If no, he was thankful that the gods have given him the chance to experience something this magical. He felt like even though he had never met her, he could listen to her heartbeat from miles away.

He was normally not a person who would let his guard down in front of someone he didn't know. But there was something different about Katherine. There was just something about the easiness with which they understood each other… To some, it was odd that in the day and age of social networking and dating apps, something so transcendental was possible. He hadn't gone in search of her, they had just crashed into each other without realizing it. It all started out with casual banter but it didn't take long before she had stolen his heart. Now, half of his heart remained in his body, while the other hard resided in the palm of her hands, at her mercy. In seven days, they would be united, his heart would finally be a whole.

Their days started and ended the same way. She was the first voice he heard when he woke up and the last voice he responded to whilst he drifted off to sleep. The sound of her voice whispering good morning had become his ringtone, and with every message and call, they grew closer to each other, finding out everything about the other… things that were impossible to find out without playing the game like they had. She had become a part of who he was, and definitely was a huge part of who he wanted to be. She represented everything that was good and beautiful about the world, everything that he wanted in his life to make it happy. While he didn't like to speak much when it came to talking to others, he found himself lost in words when he was with her. There was just… something about her.

When he called her 'baby,' he knew there was no one else who could bring him to his knees and keep him at their mercy. The same games and movies and music coursed through their veins like fish in the sea. When something came up, the other knew for certain something was wrong. Soon, he hoped, they would know what was wrong before the other spoke. They shared the same thoughts so many times, views on lives, about each other that sometimes he began to believe that there were truly people made for each other. They were made for each other. It was only a matter of time before they would complete each others' sentences, only because the respected each other to finish their thoughts did they not do it now. But what was respect in a relationship of equals? They would know each other so well that nothing would be foreign.

Sunday couldn't come soon enough. Every day seemed like an eternity. He prayed that nothing went wrong on the day they had to meet. His heart couldn't stand being apart from her any longer. He grew nervous as the days passed and the day of her arrival grew closer.

When they decided to meet, he was ecstatic. He couldn't believe that they were finally going to be together. He couldn't wait to tell her how much he loved her and that she completed him. He began to constantly dream of how their meeting would be.

He could imagine what their meeting would be like.

He would grab a large bouquet of flowers and make his way to the entrance of the mall. He would check the time to see how long it would take her to finally arrive. His heart would race a mile a minute and he would bounce around in excitement. He would gush over being so near to her… so near.

'Where is my girl?' he would think.

He would catch the soft scent of her dancing through the air and their eyes would lock. They would take long strides towards one another, brightly smiling… She would run into his arms at the last minute and kiss him with every fiber of her being. He would run his fingers through her hair, deepening the kiss as he pulls her to him. At that moment, the world would stand still. It wouldn't matter who was around them or who was looking. It wouldn't matter if the paparazzi found out. As he would tug on her bottom lip, they would slowly pull away and giggle before taking a deep breath.

They would reconnect, sucking softly on each other for what may be an eternity, but neither would notice. They would melt into each other's touch, their hearts thumping against their ribcage. It would take some time before they got breathless and broke away. Their passion for the other would have made it pretty evident that they wanted each other. It wouldn't make a difference that there were people who would judgmentally look at them. The only thing on their mind was how much they wanted each other.