Abandoned to Lust (Erotic Romance Story), Book 2 (A Month of Pleasure) (5 page)

We both grappled with our laundry bags and got some clean clothes out to dress in.

The rain was still pouring outside, for most it would have looked like a gloomy day, but for us, and other lovers in the city, it was the perfect day to be in each others company in the privacy of our own space.

The coffee machine well and truly ready,

“So how about that coffee I promised?”

“That sounds great”

Gerrard sat on the sofa and looked at the view.

“It really is beautiful here”

I handed him a coffee and sat mine on the coffee table. 

“Ahh that feels better,” Gerrard said after his first sip of caffeine

“I really needed that.”

We sat in a comfortable silence sipping our hot drinks feeling the bliss of being warm and cosy inside and hearing the wild weather outside in each others company.

There is something magical about being in a comfortable silence with a friend that is happy to be in your company, especially when it’s warm inside and freezing outside.

“What made you want to be a doctor?”

Gerrard looked at me with those alluring blue eyes;

“Is this the interview you spoke of?”

“No, not at all, I just wanted to know a little about you.”

“Okay, well, I guess I fell into being a doctor as my father and grandfather were both doctors.  When you grow up in that world it seems to be a natural evolution to follow”

“I guess living with such affluence would be hard to give up”

“Is that what you think?; You couldn’t be further from the truth; of course it does seem to be an industry whereby there is an affluence attached, however you have forgotten the main aspect of helping people that are in absolute need.  People look at me with such hope and trust, nothing can give a better rush than being able to deliver good news or to answer their hope.  It isn’t about money Steph, it’s about making a difference, having a purpose”

“Was that the driving force for going to third world countries”

“I guess in essence it was.  I had leave and couldn’t just be a tourist in another country sitting by a pool, I wanted to immerse myself in their culture, so I ended up going overseas to India.” I was a tourist of sorts at the beginning but one afternoon whilst out sightseeing I became quite lost and fell onto an area where there were emaciated children and adults.  I guess that’s where my journey began.  I knew I could make a real difference there.”

“They were lucky to find you”

“That’s where you’re mistaken, I was lucky to find them.  These people that were so humble so happy and accepting of their lot taught me about the meaning of life.  I gave them medical attention, they gave me life lessons, to change what you have the power to and accept what is so”

We were deep in conversation when the dreaded question came;

“So what about you Steph; what made you want to be a writer?”

“I always wanted to write, it seemed the best way to reach people, to get a point across, except when sitting opposite a person that makes a real difference to people that he meets every day”

I was feeling a little inept

“I guess in the big scheme of things it could seem a little counterproductive; fruitless even when comparing it to what you achieve on a daily basis”

“To the contrary, everything doesn’t have to be heavy and tied up with perfomance.  Steph, it’s not a competition, life really is what you make of it.  You are doing something you are passionate about, with every word you write it’s with purpose and in doing so you make a difference to all those that read your column.  You bring a smile to someone or give advice to another, even putting a point of view across is of purpose, never underestimate the power of words”

I was feeling quite formidable, capable, needless to say the wonderful Gerrard just said the right thing at the perfect time.

Time had raced by and it was dark outside.

“I’m starving, would you like to stay and we’ll grab some take out?”

“No”

I was surprised at how disappointed I felt
.

“I can’t stand take out, lets see what you have in the fridge”

A felt a smile sweeping across my face

“I think I just have some vege’s and noodles.”

“Perfect I shall whip us up a vegetable stir fry with noodles, is that okay”

“He cooks, and he asks is that okay” I retorted laughingly.

“Yes, it is more than okay”

Gerrard told me of how when he was in campus he couldn’t stand the take out plastic food and so decided to take a cooking class, he became known as “
little chef” like the rat in “Ratatouille”  because of the unlikeliness of his being able to cook so well.

I grabbed some plates, chopsticks and glasses.

Dinner was ready in 20 minutes and we were sitting at the table, a candle lit, glasses of mineral water eating a fantastic meal, it was perfect.

“Is there anything you can’t do Gerrard?”

“Oh plenty, but I am always open to learn”

“I enjoy being with you Gerrard”

Oh no, have I scared him off, I forgot the main rule, don’t tell a guy how you really feel as they tend to be emotionally stunted when it comes to love

“I really love spending time with you too Steph, but I don’t want to appear anything less than I am.  I try to be honest with people, especially those I care about.  I really am here to raise money, I am intending on going overseas as soon as I raise the funds to help deliver vaccines to kids in India to save their lives.  I can’t tell you how long I’m in town for, nor when I will be coming home, I have no intention of staying put, there are so many people out there that need help”

I felt a lump in my throat, I didn’t want him to go, I hoped the money wasn’t free flowing and then of course I felt like the biggest heal.

Gerrard smiled.

“Steph, lets not wreck a great night, I just wanted to be upfront with you, I care too much about you to lead you on.  You know you could always come with me, maybe write freelance?  Anyway lets not think about that tonight”

We finished up our meal chatting light heartedly and then washed up together.

“It’s still raining outside would you like to stay?”

I was hoping with all my might that he would.

“I’d love to Steph, but I’m actually seeing a patient early in the morning and need to run through his file again before I turn up for surgery, I should leave”

My face fell, my disappointment obvious.

“Of course no problem, I should catch up with some research also”

“I’ve had a magnificent night - the best laundromat visit I’ve ever had”

“Well you’re welcome”

Gerrard lifted his hands to hold my face ever so gently, he kissed me on the lips.

“I really enjoyed bumping into you Steph, thank you.  I look forward to seeing you soon maybe give me a call, now that you have my number in your phone and we can continue where we’ve had to leave it”

“That sounds wonderful, I shall call you soon.”

“I’m counting on it.”

We kissed slowly, passionately then he grabbed his laundry and overcoat and was gone.

I stood at my doorway until I heard the front door close.

What an amazing man.

I slipped into bed and dreamt about going overseas with Gerrard, maybe it could work ….... my sleep was that of a woman in love.

The next day life seemed that little less complicated.  I sat and did some research for my column and began typing a draft.  My laptop on a table by the window, the perfect amount of space for a coffee cup and plate of food.

The sun had made an appearance once more, I was in a perfect mood.

I’d just finished my first draft and decided to take a break.  All inspired to eat a little healthier I went to Farmers Market to collect some ingredients, as I was walking around I bumped into George.

“The places I see you amaze me” I said with a smile.

George turned around and smiled, that gorgeous cheeky smile, that magnetic feeling between George and I was indisputable - it was there again. 

“Steph, I hardly recognised you out of sweatpants.”

“Hmmm yes, well I hardly recognised you without a leggy dark haired woman wrapped around you”

“Jealous?”

“Ha you wish”

“What are you up to after shopping?

“Just dropping this back and relaxing at home”

“How about relaxing at my home”

“Relaxing?”

That cheeky smile was there again ….... Where was this man going to lead me now I wondered.

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