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A Weekend Affair

By Isa Adam

Copyright@2018 by Isa Adam

Smashwords Edition

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

It is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters are represented as 18 or over.







Cindy couldn't believe that she was going to put herself through this again. She was only a week away from walking down that aisle but here she was about to risk it all to see him again and just like those other times, she didn't know why she did it. As she made her way through the double door at the airport, she spotted him from afar with his hand folded casually at his chest. He was leaning on the wall with his eyes fixed absently on the door. His face had a bored expression on it as if this was just another everyday pick up and if she were being honest with herself it was. This was the fifth time she'd gotten cold feet and had come running back to him and for some reason it felt worse every time.

"Hey babe," he said when she was close enough. She wrapped her arms around his neck in an awkward embrace. They had never really spoken before today. Not since a year ago when they'd had that the fight that had sent her packing once again.

"It's good to see you," she greeted though it didn't really feel good as it should have. He was the love of her life after all and they should have been kissing passionate just like it was in all those romance novels she had read as a young woman. Now she was older though and she knew there was nothing easy about being in love. Especially when the man she loved was him.

"Come with me," he said taking her hand and leading her to where his car was parked. She was more than relieved to see that it was the same one he'd owned since the last time she'd seen him. Clearly nothing had changed yet. Still, Cindy couldn't shake off the feeling that one day, he'd come to his senses and wouldn't accept the terms she offered him. However, until that happened, she could always crawl back to him whenever her life felt like it was getting too complicated in her other life.

"What's the new one like this time?" he asked during their drive. Cindy simply shrugged her shoulders. She knew she should have been offended by his tone, but she had brought this on herself. She was the one who had insisted on doing this over and over again when she could have been happy all along with him.

"Let's just go home," she replied calmly. It felt good to call it home because she considered it exactly that to her. None of her parents’ mansions could ever give her the feeling she had when she was here with him sharing a small bed in a house so unlike what she'd gotten used to as a child.

"How long will you be staying this time? I sent my mother off for a vacation for the weekend in case this confused all of us again," he said.

Cindy felt her heart tug at the mention of his mother. The two of them had always been pretty close as she had come to know over the years. However much as she tried, Cale's mother couldn't bring herself to like Cindy and why should she even try when she constantly broke her son's heart year after year. Over the years, when Cindy had come back to him, his mother would act increasingly cold toward her waiting for the day when she would leave again and break her son's heart. If she would have thought it would help Cale, she would have sent her packing but that would have brought nothing but anguish for her son. She would never allow her son to be so sad even though what made him most happy was bad for him.

"I don't know," Cindy replied after a long silence. She never knew how long she'd stay with him. All she knew was that she would be by his side until things ran their course back at home and she could finally go back to the hell she had created with her absence. After that, they could go back to their normal lives. To Cindy however, there was no normal life without Cale. It all ended when she walked out of that house each year and back into the arms of her overbearing parents and the man they'd picked next for her.

"I hope it will be before she comes back because I don't want to upset her again. Unless you're going to change your mind about us this time," he said. She heard the hopefulness in his voice at the last statement and felt ashamed of herself. He probably felt used by her. She didn't deserve to have a man like him in her life.

"Cale…" she started. The last this she wanted was for him to get things mixed up again like they always did every time she stayed with him. She couldn't say she was to blame when she'd made it clear that they could never be together. At least not in the way that he wanted.

"It's okay. We don't have to talk about it right now," he said harshly and she cringed.

If he only knew how hard it was for her to turn him down, he wouldn't put her through this over and over again. But why couldn't it be easy? She found herself thinking but then it all came back to her family. She'd defied them countless times but this wasn't just defying them. This would mean breaking their hearts and ruining the family's reputation. She couldn't let herself do that to them when they'd worked so hard to keep a good face to the public even with what she put them through every time.

"I made a few changes to the house," he said as he parked the car in their driveway. Sure enough, Cindy could see a fresh coat of paint like she'd always wanted and a freshly cut yard. He'd even planted the flowers she liked in the garden.

"You didn't have to do this," she said already feeling regret at coming to him in the first place. It was a stupid mistake that she just didn't learn from no matter how many times she made it. He simply shrugged his shoulders and walked inside leaving her to follow. She hadn't carried any luggage with her knowing that she would always have some of her things in the house. Cindy chuckled remembering the strange look the flight attendant had given her when she'd simply walked into the plane with nothing in her hands but a cell phone. She'd grown used to that look over the years.

"I thought it would be better if we slept in different rooms," Cale said as he made his way up the stairs. It hurt her to think that he didn't even want to be next to her. He was starting to come to his senses and it scared her. Soon, she would be all alone with no one to turn to when she desperately need it. She couldn't imagine a life without him even though they only spoke a few times a year and saw each other for a few days at a time. As much as she would never have admitted it to him. Cale was her rock. It was those few conversations they had that kept her going throughout the year.

"Okay," she said nodding her head. She looked away not wanting him to meet her eyes. Not wanting him to know that that one gesture had broken her.

She followed dutifully as Cale led her to a room far away from his own. It was his sister's room. She'd stayed here before she'd moved to the city for college. By the looks of things, she probably wouldn't be back soon. Cale had moved Cindy's things to this room and her redecorated it to her liking so she wouldn't feel so neglected.

"You could wash up and come down for dinner in an hour," he said avoiding her gaze. He left the room with her standing in the middle. She felt lost and all she wanted to do was cry into his arms. However, she was smart enough to know that he would never let her at this point.

Cindy changed into some more comfortable clothes and followed Cale downstairs. The kitchen smelled amazing. He always been a terrific cook unlike Cindy who couldn't cook to save her life. Cale had been taking care of people his whole life. There was his father, his mother, his sister and now it was Cindy. Cooking was a necessary skill for him.

"What are you making?' she asked walking into the kitchen. She sat on the kitchen counter and watched him move around as he finished up with dinner. This would usually be the time when they would make love on the kitchen floor but seeing how cold he was being, Cindy would be glad to get a peck on the cheek.

"How much longer do I have to keep doing this?" Cale's outburst had been expected so it didn't scare her.

"I'm sorry Cale but you know my parents don't want us to be together," she tried to explain.

"We're already married. Besides, does it matter what they want?" he asked.

"You know what they'll do if they find out about us," Cindy said.

"Why are you so afraid that they'll cut you off their will. Are you so concerned about money? I know I don't have as much as they do, but I could take care of you," Cale was starting to sound desperate.

"Let's not do this Cale," this was how Cindy always got out of this conversation. This time though, she had a feeling that it would take more for Cale to calm down.

"I'm not doing this anymore Cindy. We have to talk about this now," he retorted.

"Why do you have to do this?" she asked her voice heavy with emotion. It was clear she wasn't going to get out of this discussion this time. It frustrated her to think that she'd come here hoping for some peace of mind only to have him stress her out.

"I told you what I think we should do," she said lastly. They'd had this discussion so many times before and the solution to her was for them to have an affair only that that didn't work for him.

"Fine then," he said storming out for the kitchen. She wasn't sure if that meant that he had finally seen her side of things or not.

She settled in her chair thinking and wondered what her fiancé was doing. They were supposed to be choosing a cake today when she'd decided to run off. She'd finally thought that this was the one after all the running she'd been doing. Mark was a good man. He was kind, sweet generous and thoughtful. However, he could never be Cale and that was the problem. No matter how much she thought she was ready to move on and leave him, her mind would always come back to him.

She done this five times now. Running off a short time before her wedding. As a result, her parents had come to expect this of her and so had her friends. Any time the wedding was near, they would keep a watchful eye on her to prevent another scandal but they could never stop her from making her way to Cale and cheat on whoever she was supposed to marry. Perhaps it was finally time she stopped running and stayed with the man she clearly loved. He loved her after all and would do anything in his power to protect her if only she would let him.

There had been times when Cindy thought she was strong enough to finally let him go but just couldn't bring herself to. Every time he sent her those divorce papers, she couldn't sign them even though she was the one who asked for them. It scared her to think of a life without him. She had never loved anyone as much as she loved him and didn't think she ever could. Even intimacy was not possible with other men. Her body belonged solely to Cale and only he had the right to touch her.

"Babe," he called her. Cindy hadn't heard him come in. She felt her resolve disappear as he walked even closer to her.

"I'm sorry. I don't want us to fight. This weekend is all about you," he apologized. He took hold of her shoulders and pulled her to him. She tilted her neck to give him access to her neck which he kissed softly.

"I'm sorry too,” she replied. This was mostly her fault.

He turned her around by her waist until they were facing each other. He pulled her to him and pressed her body against his. He liked the feel of her body against his. He pushed her hair back giving him further access to her neck and kissed her. She gasped as his tongue gently caressed her skin. No man could ever make her feel like he did.

He pushed her back until she hit the kitchen counter. He lifted her off the floor and placed her on top of it. She was at the same level with him now. He kissed her lips softly. Her hands ran through the silky strands of his hair. He pulled off her clothes until she was naked. He then unbuckled his pants letting them drop down to his ankles. She closed his eyes as she felt his press against her to tease her. He drove in and she gasped in ecstasy.

He moved inside her gently at first before grabbing her waist tightly and driving even deeper into her. He moved inside her fast and hard until she was screaming his name. Her nails dug into the skin of his back urging him to go even faster. They came at the same time and he withdrew.

They had lunch afterwards and started to talk as if no time had passed between them. Cindy realized that she didn't want this to end. She wanted to be with him for the rest of her life and if that meant failing her parents, the she would do it. She couldn't keep playing this game over and over again. She only hurt the people she loved. Including Cale who was the most important thing to her. It was about time she did right by him. She was not going to make the same mistakes again.



The End






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