Torn Between Two - Part 2
Author: PassionsTime

Her blue eyes awaken with glee. Kay sat up and stretched casually. She yawned sweetly and is disturbed that Eric hasn’t returned. She left the bed undone and entered her bathroom. She ran the water smoothly and soughed deeply.

“Eric, please don’t abandon me. Not on a time like this . . . my mother and father would be disappointed if you don’t show up.” Kay mumbled.

She stepped into her shower and tried to focus on what’s ahead of her. Eric drove up and turned the ignition off. He grumbled and hated the fact that he yelled at Kay. He knew he was wrong and contemplated on some serious action; which need to be made.

“I surely hope she’ll like this . . .”

Eric ascended the stairs quietly; listening in on Kay. He heard the water running clearly and he knew who was in there: Kay. He smiled deviously to himself.

“I’ll show her . . .” He chuckled.

Kay enjoyed herself from the invigorating shower she had drawn herself; plus not to mention the chamomile and lilacs in her shower gel which compliments her very well.

Kay hummed a song she heard on the radio two days ago, “I Knew I Loved You”. This song reminds her of old times when Miguel and her would share their most intimate and deepest thoughts that no one would comprehend–but them. Her blues eyes are filled with tears and her tears had stained her face tenderly. She inhaled the fragrance and rushed to her closet to find something to wear. Unaware of what’s going on, there is someone standing behind her. A bouquet of lilacs popped in her face. Kay’s eyes widened and she turned around and gave him a hug.

“Eric, I thought you were furious with me?” Kay blinked at him.

“That’s what you thought?” he asked. “Kay, I apologize for blazing on you the way I did. I was wrong and I had no business leaving you when you had company over here. This is my way for making it up to you.” His sensual voice vibrated in her ear.

“Eric, you shouldn’t have . . .” Kay whispered incoherently.

Eric didn’t hear her and placed the flowers on the dresser. Kay felt guilty for thinking about another man when she is married to a man who worships the ground she walks on.

“Eric . . . there’s something I want to discuss with you . . .”

Eric faced her and saw the grave expression on his beautiful wife’s face.

“Yes, Kay?” He plopped on the bed comfortably. Kay twiddled her fingers nervously and is afraid of how he would react.

“Eric, today is my parents’ anniversary and I was wondering are you coming with me and Madeline?” Kay had the courage to ask him. Eric batted his eyes at her.

“Yes, Kay. I’d love to come with you. What time do we have to be there?” Eric’s face glistened.

Kay felt relieved and she unwrapped her towel; leaving Eric w