“I wish I could turn around and start over…” Oscar said, when he got into the car beside Polly. Polly stared at him, the way that she used to before they ever got together. Her haughty indifference, was worth far more than her acting hurt.
The night before, she had spent the with Colin. His brand of lovemaking satisfied her in way that no other kind had. Their love was far from perfect, but the physical side of their love was irreplaceable for her.
But she would be a liar if she tried to say that being in the limo with Oscar would have no affect on her.
“Do you still love him?” Colin had asked her that morning, when she was getting dressed. She was topless, and his eyes were fixed on her modest breasts.
“Of course I still love him in some kind of way…” she shrugged. “But he left me for Eliza, and I left him because of you…”
Colin pressed his lips to her neck. He looked at their faces in the mirror.
“I think you should explore everything with him. You should see where you are, it will make us purer…” e said, wrapping his arms about her. “I am not afraid of him you know, and I need you to know that. I will love you regardless. I always have…”
Polly felt like he was looking at her and Oscar in the car now. She touched her breast through her sheer blouse, as if she were him.
“There is nothing to start again,” she whispered. “I could have gotten out of this, right before the sale too? But I am here.”
Oscar looked at her softly.
“I know.”
Polly looked out of the window. She did not want her own estrangement to be as painful as Alice’s. Alice’s break from Fiona, had her questioning everything and she talked to her about it ad nauseum. She and Alice were close friends as well as colleagues forever, so she listened. Listened to Alice so she would not be tempted to talk about Oscar…Oscar looking the way he looked beside her. The last time they were in a limo together…
She closed her eyes. A tear escaped to just the top of her cheek, and she rubbed it away just as quickly as it had arrived there.
Her past was far too close and tempting…
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“Her past was far too close and tempting…” – such a beautiful line!
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