A Kiss For Your Freedom

When he arrives at my box, he takes two minutes to get down and remove his helmet.

- So, I'm coming to pick you up tonight, he asks as if I were crazy enough to tell him no.

~ it works nice brown. Send me a message when you're ready and I'll be too.

~ I love it when you talk to me like that, he said, kissing me.

- 50 see you this evening, handsome brunette.

He kisses me one last time before putting his helmet back on and getting back on the bike. I feel like a teenager watching her boyfriend leave in the hope of joining him very quickly. And that's completely it, but I don't care, I feel alive, good, I'm finally breathing and just for that, I have no desire to ask myself any more questions than that.

Vet, when I've been in the box for less than three seconds, my sister jumps on me before putting her arm around my shoulder and saying, - Hey,

well. Looks like it's becoming a regular. Not bad at all from what I could see.

Part of me doesn't like what she just implied, how she might like it, it's stupid, I know, but my hand lands on that mark I covered a new scarf. I should eventually reveal it, but I know it's not yet complete and for now, it only belongs to me, just like him. At that moment, something strange spread through me, it was strong and at the same time powerful, a bit like a electric current running through me from head to toe. It's not unpleasant, far from it, I almost have the impression that it only strengthens what is between us.

- S0, I have to torture you to learn more, says my sister, pulling me out of my thoughts.

- He's not a regular, he's the only one I see and that's fine. We get along well and enjoy spending time together.

- And you're not afraid that we can see it, especially that I can see it.

- And yet, I'm not ready to introduce it to you, sister. So if you let me pass, I can go to work.

- That's good, we have to talk about the file. I'll go with you, we'll have coffee in your office.

She doesn't give me a choice and pulls me behind her. When 1 arrive in my office, I put my things down while she makes ¢ two coffees. I sit down in my chair and begin to take out the documents I have already prepared. She places the steaming cup in front of me before saying,

~ I have to say that I have no idea who this young biker is, but it's been a long time since I've seen you like that, happy, smiling. It's nice Emma,

~ I know, but I'm really good with him, so you don't have to worry anymore. Now let's move on to this folder.

- Yes, the file, she said, taking back her management hat. The client wants to bring the appointment forward by one week - What ? One week. For what ?

- He called me this weekend. Obviously, he is looking forward to working with us. So, first of all, do you need me to entru you with collaborators to complete the project on time?

- Out of the question. I would get there in time.

- Very good, and secondly, the demonstration will not take place on our premises. The client prefers to meet in a restaurant. There will only be you and me from the company as well as our client and one of these collaborators.

~ A restaurant ? Isn't that a bit strange as a meeting place?

- What do you want, the customer is King.

- Yeah, there must be a bunch of zeros in the key for you to accept these conditions.

- That's absolutely correct. Now tell me, what do you think of their products?

~The range is interesting, I can't say the opposite. Natural products, which remind us of our childhood. Jams, compotes. The choice of perfumes is quite varied with surprising combinations for some which bring a slightly younger side. Their range can reach a wide audience and that's without taking into account the craze for homemade and organic products. B in my eyes, it's not worth that amount of money. On the other hand, I have studied the composition of the products and I our client really wants to prosper, I think I can offer them a better opportunity.

- I'm listening to you, she said, settling back in her seat, completely resuming her role as boss.

- I did some research and noticed that certain products can be used in cooking as well as in beauty. Nowadays, customer are looking for products that are more respectful of their environment and a line of organic beauty products would work great. I suggest giving them a helping hand for the launch, the product container is not that different and they can keep their food range which will always bring more. But, I'm banking on beauty. That's what pays off.

- Not bad at all. You worked well. Prepare a visual for the new range so that they have an idea of what we are talking abo as well as a sales forecast. If you need help, tell me, okay?

- Okay, but itll be okay, I'l get there.

~ Well, then I'll let you work and stay focused on the file and not on the biker, she said, winking at me.

~ I can guarantee you that I will do both. Come on, let me work now.

She leaves as I dive back into this file. This customer seems rushed and a little strange. The presentation would be much easier in the office, but my sister has already explained to me that some clients have quite specific requirements. I sigh a the amount of work I will have to accomplish in two weeks. I don't want to spend less time with Dorian, but I'm going to have to work more. I grab my cell phone to write to him,

“The deadline for my big file has just been shortened, I'm going to have to bring work home this evening. Are you disturb 2»

“Don’t you want to see each other tonight? »

“On the contrary, but between two cuddles, I should work a little. »

“So I'm going to have to share you with your work. »

“That's it..."

“I accept, plus if you work between two hugs, there's a chance that you won't carry much with you and that, I quite like seeing you work like that's my dear.

» “So see you this evening, handsome brunette. »

« See you tonight my dear. »

I smile like a teenager as I put my phone down. I love the fact that he’s been able to make me smile since I woke up, ever he’s not next to me.

I immerse myself in the birch for hours only to raise my head when my stomach cries out for hunger. I grab my phone anc bag before leaving the office and the company. There are snacks everywhere and I head to one of them to place a quick order. I sit down on one of the small tables while waiting, the sun is pleasant, the temperature mild, I call Mélissa before she ends up saturating my voicemail.

~ Finally, she said by way of hello.

- I warned you that I was spending the weekend with Dorian.

~ You could have found a time to send me a message.

I admit that it would have been difficult. I've been very busy, I said, smiling.

- To this extend ?

- You surprise me. He has some serious stamina and frankly, given his talents, I'm just a weak woman who wasn't able to resist him.

- I recognize you, she said, laughing. It seems like you really like him.

~ I really like him. Everything is simple and natural with him. I don't ask myself any questions and it seems obvious.

~ I'm happy for you. Really happy. This is a good thing.

~ I agree. And you, this nice bartender who managed to capture your heart, how is Grégory?

- He has just left my home, that's the advantage, we have the same working hours so to speak.

- So much the better. I have a big file so for our next appointment, we will have to wait at least two weeks.

~ No problem. You know I would always find a niche for you.

~ I know. Okay, I'll leave you, I'll have a bite to eat and I'll go back. I have work on my mind.

“But not enough to stop you from seeing Dorian again,” she said, laughing.

~ How well you know me, I said in the same tone.

- Just in case, there's a party next Friday at my favorite bartender's bar, if you'd like, you could come with Dorian.

- Let me think. Him, you, alcohol and me in the middle? No chance, I plan to be out there for a while longer

- Or then that would be the time for him to prove who he is.

~ ll think about it but I promise you nothing, really nothing.

- Super Grégory will be delighted. So see you next weekend.

I hang up smiling, she remains calm, she just wants to make sure I'm okay. I start to attack my pizza. I've been eating for 2 few minutes now while typing on my cell phone, when I feel a presence at my back. A presence that makes me shiver slightly. 1 put my phone down and turn around and immediately my whole body tenses as my breath catches in my chest. He is there, facing me, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

A slight pain spreads from my mark which I immediately place my hand on before it spreads to my heart. I see him look a my hand still on my scarf and turn around quickly, trying to break this strange contact that continues between us. He doesn't bother to say anything and walks around me to sit in front of me. I push back my pizza, I'm no longer hungry and the smile I've been wearing since this morning seems far away.

~ Hello Emma, he said in that deep voice that managed to make me flinch a year ago.

- What do you want Jason?

- See you, talk a little with you.

- And what do I want? Of course you don’t think about it. How could it be otherwise?

- Look Emma, we're in a public place, surrounded by people, it's not a trap. I just want to talk a little, nothing can happen here.

I know exactly what he's talking about. When we met, I remember feeling such an attraction that it was uncontrollable. almost threw ourselves at each other without caring about what was around us. I had never behaved like that with someone before and that's probably why it made me suffer so much. I did things with him that I had never done before. I let myself believe these words.