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Life Bond

Life Bond

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Published by C.R.Moroney
They say true love is to be desired and it will always work out. False.
They say true love is to be desired and it will always work out. False.

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Published by: C.R.Moroney on Jan 20, 2012
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A thirty-something year old man who looks younger than his years awaits a woman four years his junior in the least romantic place he can imagine. He waits by a mahogany counter half-listening to the assistant serving him as he stays alert for any sign of her too familiar face.
He saw her enter from out the corner of his eye, her pale blonde curls flashing in themidday sun. He ignored her presence entirely, she would find him, there was never anyquestion about that. Instead he continued to talkto the pretty assistant in front of him who was amiably recommending her favorite actsfor this handsome patron.
walked in after a quick glance at her reflection in the window. She wanted to causea painful impact on him, jarringly beautiful if at all possible. As ever she succeeded.He looked back up at the assistant and smiled, nodding in agreement to whatever shehad said."You would like a meal during the performance then?""That would be wonderful.""Great! Hope you enjoy the show! " The assistant smiled at him flirtatiously, a smile hereturned but only because
was watching. Anything to piss her off."Cheating on your wife already?" She asked, coming to stand beside him in line. "Quickto change your mind are you not?""Spare me, please. I don't need to hear this crap." He said, voice venomous, withoutlooking up at her."Scared of the truth?" She wanted to know as she glanced around the pleasant room,looking anywhere but him."No - just scared of you.""Smart boy." She taunted with one of her wicked smiles.He inclined his head, regarding her through un-readable eyes.
"It's been said.""Not truthfully - until now." She answered allowing her gaze to flick upwards to him, asshe had hoped his face was an expressionless mask. Which meant, to her delight, hewas upset."Always the little barbs with you is it not?" He asked sourly."How well you know me." She replied with a sugary smile her tone soft as honey."Too well for my tastes. I like my acquaintances more on the bearable side.""Oh so you find my presence unbearable do you? Then why hang about?" She asked,eyes narrowing, she knew she had hit a soft spot. After all why did either of them remainaround the other? Why endure her constant veiled insults? Why put up with his casualdismissal of her? Why the choice to meet up again and again when there was nothingbetween them but loathing and contempt?"You know perfectly well why." He answered cuttingly, sneering at her in disgust. Whymust she bring it up?"
She answered, voice a hiss as she spat out the hated word. The word thatmade him violate the vows to his wife, if only in spirit, he had not allowed himself tostoop so low as to sleep with his lifebonded yet. However they both knew it was only amatter of time and she enjoyed that it caused him great guilt to think on the inevitable.For she blamed him for the destruction of her freedom and blamed him entirely. If hehad never wedded Cherise…but he had, long before he had met the blonde womanbeside him.She looked away from him seeing in his eyes that his thoughts had turned to Cherise.She could tell in the way his contemptuous sneer disappeared, the sneer he reserved just for her, and in the way his eyes filled with self-doubt and guilt. Cherise, it wasalways Cherise. But what about
? That was exactly it, what about her? She mentallyshook herself and swallowed the fresh surge of bitterness, the metallic taste that wasalways at the back of her throat these days."The line is moving." She said noticing that most people were moving through the gildeddoubled doors in front of them."Of course." He answered looking up at her, the sneer returning."I do not understand why you understand bringing me to these, "dances", instead of just
meeting in a cafe' somewhere." She commented moving through the doors whilestaying as far away from him as she might."It annoys you and besides which, no one I know is likely to see us here and I don'tthink I could bear people asking if we are friends or anything of the sort." He answeredwith superior smirk."Oh of course not." She replied tone dangerous, he glanced at her, smirk gone,replaced by confusion."Hi! Welcome to the statesman gentlemen's lounge. Names please?" A bright youngwoman asked with a smile."Micheal." He muttered looking at the ceiling."Elaine.""Super! It's nice to have you Micheal and Elaine - Jerry have we got a nice table for thelovely couple?" She asked of a creepy looking older man in a high-pitched and overlyenthusiastic voice. "Jerry" nodded pointing and to a table on the far wall."Table eight." He answered.Elaine graced Jerry and the other assistant with a false smile and tried to ignore Jerry'seyes lingering on her as yet another assistant guided them to a small round table set fortwo. As the two of them sat down Micheal's smirk was firmly back in place."Well my dearest it looks like you have a suitor." He taunted, commenting on the Jerry'slingering gaze."Wonderful. More unwanted attentions, life cannot get
worse." She answered tightly just as the lights dimmed."What do you mean?" He demanded in a hiss. "Would you rather be starving, in thepouring rain, uneducated and uncared about but having never met me or would yourather be living your life as it is?""The former." She answered cooly."You
rather be starving then have met me?" He asked incredulously, rather tooloudly so that he was given glares by various other men who were enjoying the sceneunfolding on the stage. She remained silent a moment until the other patrons hadreturned to the performance and were not listening.

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