Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Strangers

She woke up to the sound of early morning birds. Her thick dark lashes, sticky from the mascara she had used last night, seemed reluctant to go off each other. Her cheeks lifted in a slight smile. Her smile said she was happy. For the moment at least. She stretched her small body to work off the last vestiges sleep. Her hand touched smooth skin. Still smiling she sat up in bed, dragging the sheet along with her. It crumpled at her waist and exposed his delicious back to her.

In the soft glow of the golden dust, his back looked a rich bronze. Muscles rippled beneath his leathery skin as he tucked his hands under his head and settled into a deeper sleep. She could not stop herself from touching that tempting back just once more. His skin was warm. Inviting.

Like him.

“You look lonely tonight,” he had said. And she had been. It had been a big mistake to come to party. It still hurt to see her ex with another woman. Any other woman. She had thought she was over him. But the loud night with its even louder music was teaching her otherwise. He on the other hand had no issues grinding his hips with the other girls at the club. It sickened her. She sought refuge at the bar. She had never been a heavy drinker and she was not about to start now. But she was definitely tempted to test the theory of alcohol being able to drown all else.

And that’s where he had found her. She watched as he leaned an elbow on the bar table and settled his glass more firmly between his long fingers. He had a gorgeous smile. A perfect line of lips encircling perfect white teeth. His right cheek caved into a dimple making him look innocent and sensuous at the same time. Was he really talking to her? Her ex had made it clear that no man with all his parts intact was likely to find her attractive at first sight. And given the way this man looked, he would have better luck than her ex in finding hot women to take home.

“I think you could use some company,” he said when she hadn’t spoken. She frowned at him. “What are you drinking?” He pointed with his eyes to her now empty glass.

“Martini,” she replied automatically. He raised his eyebrows in either wonder or appreciation, she would never know. He signaled the bartender to refill her glass and settled himself on the bar stool next to her.

She had no idea why she was letting this absolutely handsome stranger buy her a drink. Some tiny part of her wished her ex was watching every bit of this. She wanted him to feel like he was missing out on something big by leaving her behind. She felt like she had lost something big when he had walked out on her without a second glance. She shook her head to clear her thoughts of him.

“Want to talk about what’s bothering you?” he asked helpfully. He had a voice like rich dark chocolate. It warmed you from the inside.

“Spare me the psychobabble,” she replied rudely, annoyed at herself for being lustily attracted to this complete stranger.

“Sorry?”

“All that bull crap about how talking to a stranger is easier because he is a stranger kind of crap,” she explained lamely. He laughed. A rich sound which left a tingling sensation right down to her toes.

“I have a better theory,” he said looking straight into her eyes.

“Really?” She challenged.

“Sex with a stranger!”

It was her turn to laugh. He shrugged his shoulder and took a sip of whatever he was drinking. “Think about it.” He was not looking at her but looking somewhere straight ahead. “There are so many times when words are not enough to express exactly what you feel. Love. Hate. Anger. Frustration. Sorrow. Whatever. There is no exact way in which to say it. So many times when you find the right stranger to shoulder you feelings, but you don’t know how or what to say.” He looked at her, “I say you don’t need words. You don’t need any superficially clamor of meaningless alphabets when you can show what you feel. When in the silence of words, heartbeats talk and breaths mingle to understand, to comfort. It’s magical!”

She stared at him. Entranced. Enchanted. He was insane. Every word of what he had said was sheer insanity. Yet it made sense to her. She could not take her eyes off him and he never looked away from her.

That was last night. This was now. It was morning. The spell was broken. It was time to move on. Reluctantly she pulled her hand away from his back. She stepped noiselessly off the bed and gathered her clothes. He had not promised her anything more than one night. One night of passion. One night of confession. One night where she had bared her soul to him. All the hurt, all the agony, all the anger there for him to see, to soothe as she submitted her nakedness to him. He had been tender. He had cared. He had heard her silence and he had kissed every last bit of sadness out of her.

One night which was everything she had ever dreamed a night could be.

She pulled her dress over head and slipped into her heels. A tiny tear slipped down the same cheek which had minutes ago been smiling. After baring herself to him how could she ever treat him like a stranger?



21 comments:

Raj said...

awesome :)
loved every bit of it.

Lakshmi said...

Woah... lovely piece of work... loved it :)

The Sage said...

brilliant!!

Beauty and the BEast said...

Thank you Raj ! :)

Beauty and the BEast said...

Lakshmi, glad you liked it! :D

Beauty and the BEast said...

The sage, really??!! yay!!

wildflower said...

Baby! What a post! Bows Bows Bows!!

Rain Girl said...

you make story-telling seem so effortless.... hats off girl!

blunt edges said...

Floored! If only I knew how to put into words how much I liked this!
Respect! :)

AshenGlow said...

So beautifully and hurtfully romantic! :) Keep it up! :)

Love,
Ashen

Mrinalini said...

this one makes you want to ask your heart to hurt less, beautiful :)

Chic in 20's said...

Wow, left me spellbound!

Shhhh, it's a secret said...

Kind of reminds me of Nabokov - who are your literary inspirations?

Beauty and the BEast said...

@wildflower

Wow!! that comment made me grin from ear to ear! Love your reaction! thanks :)

Beauty and the BEast said...

@raingirl

some stories seem to require so little effort to tell .. :O

Beauty and the BEast said...

@blunt edges

OMG! It takes quite a lot to floor you!! yay!! I succeeded!! :P

Thanks a tonne!

Beauty and the BEast said...

@AshenGlow

Thanks! seen you here after eternity!

Beauty and the BEast said...

@Mrinalini

Ouch! That was a very touching comment!

Beauty and the BEast said...

@Chich in 20's

thank you so much!

Beauty and the BEast said...

@Shhhh its a secret

does John Harvey count?

Funkydory said...

That's one of the beautiful stories i have ever laid my eyes on!!
Romance and emotion really makes a great combo..my favouite i should say :)