Wicked Wednesday #319 — Educate

Neither Eliza or Terrence could resist looking at her naked ring finger. They went to a cafe nearby the hotel that was now her home, and her naked finger seemed to be all the aphrodisiac that Terrence needed because he could not keep his hands off of her. His hand at her waist to usher her into every door he held for her, his hand for emphasis on her arms and thighs for even her sighs. He kept looking at her finger like it was inexplicable that her ring was not on it, even though she was telling him the story.

“You know, the first and only time I ever cheated on Rafe was when Oscar picked me up in a bar. I was miserable about my engagement even then, and I keep coming full circle.” she confided, taking a sip of her espresso. “And I broke it off before, but we got back together because we had been together so long and I could not imagine what it would be like not to be with him.”

“Do you still love him?”

Eliza stared at Terrence. The word love from his mouth was like a foreign language, she could not grasp the sound nor think of the letters that could form this word for such a nebulous emotion or action? What was love? Did she even know what love was? She needed an education on the word, and the notion.

When she looked away from him, her eyes caught those of a woman who was staring right at her from the street and there was something familiar about the eyes. The woman had eyes like her father, and that made Eliza smile at her. The woman continued to stare at her, and then turned and walked away.

Aside from looking like her father, there was something familiar about the woman like she had seen her before. Eliza felt her own frown with confusion, as she watched the woman walk away. There was something about her stride, and Eliza was sure that she knew her. She squeezed Terrence’s hand on top of her upturned one, and walked out of the the cafe to follow the woman who had almost turned the corner.

More Wicked Wednesday here, and if you want to know what happens after Eliza follows the familiar woman down the street, read my next Fleur Friday on when else, this coming Friday!

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