I'm sorry for quite a "long" wait and for an obviously long chapter since a flashback was put in. Thanks for the commenti and ratings and for Leggere this, helps me a lot guys! Sorry for the typos but I hope you'll like the storyline for this chapter. Here:
Lisa gently closed her daughter’s bedroom door before making her way down to the cucina with the idea that Hugh might have left a few minuti ago. Only when she reached her cucina doorway that she proved herself wrong for Hugh was still seated on the chair where she left him when she put Bessie to sleep. He looked up to meet her stares the moment she stop on her tracks but immediately dragged his eyes back down on his tè when she continued her way on the opposite side of the counter to get herself some tè as well. The silence was making both of them feel awkward but neither one is comfortable enough to start a simple conversation but both of them know they have to.
“So,” Lisa finally detto after clearing her throat a few secondi later but her back was still facing her daughter’s father, “when’s your flight back to England?”
“Who else knows about Bessie?” Hugh deflected. Surprised da his reaction, Lisa turned to face him that made him looked up to meet her stares as well. With a cup in one hand, she stiffened her body waiting for Hugh to explain his deflection from her domanda when she didn’t get any, she decided to answer his domanda instead, “the whole world probably,” and there was a pause between them but their eyes were still locked with the other, “you know how things work in Hollywood. News fly like a speed jet into everyone’s ear and…”
“Lisa…”
She sighed and said, “I told you, the whole cast and crew knows about her.”
“But only how many of them know that I am Bessie’s father?” Hugh asked that cause Lisa to take her eyes away from him. He waited for an answer this time and when he realized the answer is ‘none’, he dropped his head, hiding another face of disappointment.
“You know the reason why I didn’t bring te up for this,” Lisa detto after making her way to the chair opposite of Hugh’s.
“You really think I was just a fuck and run guy?” he shot up an immediate glare.
“Good heavens no… but you’re were a married man and still is. I just don’t want the world to throw bits on Bess and make her feel that she’s the reason of the things we know that are bound to happen if I did blab out who her father was.”
“Telling me doesn’t mean telling the whole world, Lise,” he looked down again, “you should have told me… There’s this fatherhood card waiting for me to play which apparently I can’t. Because hell, I don’t have any idea what my daughter wanted o what she hated.” His words were filled with sadness and the only comfort Lisa could give was to reach out and clamp his hand with hers. They both let the silence eat them up as she gently rubbed his manly knuckles da her thumb.
“I take it Jo didn’t lightly take the news,” she said.
“Never expected her to in the first place,” he looked up again, “I’ll be in town for ---“
He was suddenly cut off with Bessie’s soft cry that slowly became a squee as she greeted someone who apparently just entered the house. Only then Hugh and Lisa knew that it was Dan when he appeared on the cucina doorway, with Bessie in his arms who obviously woke up in the middle of her night dream voyage. Their hands automatically broke apart when the man look puzzled before them.
“Hey Hugh, how’s everything going?” Dan asked trying to forget the scene he caught.
“Ah, great as usual,” Hugh detto after standing up and Lisa doing the same.
“Very well then. ciao sweetie, did te say ‘hi’ to your papa?” Dan detto with eyes landing on the little girl he was carrying. Bess did look at Hugh but didn’t say anything, not even smile, before facing Dan again to say, “I forgot my dollie, can I go down now to play with her?”
All three of them sighed but it was only Hugh who looked down.
“Bess, sweetheart, its past bedtime and play time is over,” Lisa sweetly said.
“Well, I’ll be in my room then,” the little one replied.
Dan nodded before putting Bess safely back on the floor before the four anno old swiftly ran back to her bedroom. “Kids these days, te know,” he detto after hearing the kid’s door slammed a few secondi later.
“Yah. Looks like there’s a lot of work to be done,” Hugh replied after looking up again.
“Well, te could start tonight. I bought dinner, it’s still in the car, but seriously te could –“
“Actually…” Lisa tried to cut in but it was Hugh who finished her sentence for her, “Actually, I have to go. Thanks for inviting me but I have to meet up with a friend of mine in less than an ora so I’d better get going.”
“Oh. Well, te know what they say, there’s always a successivo time,” Dan commentato with a smile, unaware of the British’s lie.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world then,” Hugh replied offering his hand for a shake which Lisa’s boyfriend took and appreciated the gentleman’s gesture. “Well, have a nice night guys,” he added as he put on his cappotto and got the greeting back from both Dan and Lisa before finally walking out where his quest for a place to stay begins.
Three hours later, Lisa found herself seated, with legs straddled beneath her, on the divano in the living room. Both her eyes were damped with tears which meant that she wasn’t actually watching the cooking mostra being played on TV.
All these years she’s trying to protect everything, everyone but all she got was a daughter who slammed a door indirectly on her father’s face. This surely wasn’t the thing she wanted but hell, this is what is happening. She knows that if she had been smart enough four years ago, all of these wouldn’t be here.
*** Flashback ***
The drive back home was a fast one o maybe she was just tipsy enough to forget that they’ve been caught up with two traffic jams along the way. Since it was probably the last party with the rest of the House casts and crew, she agreed to drink. After all the event was for the success of their mostra after airing for seven years, so why not unisciti the party people, she thought. The only one drink she agreed to take was followed da another then another until she found herself Canto out of tune in some songs and being a good friend, it was Hugh who offered to give her a drive.
He held her da arm as they make their way to her front porch. She wasn’t tumbling down on her steps but he wanted to make sure she’s fine and only if he sees her back in the safety of her house will he be satisfied that she’s really fine after several rounds of light drinks.
“Lisa,” Hugh said, barely above whisper, with his blue eyes landing on one side of her angelic face as she was inserting the key to her front door. When she turned to look at him, he unexpectedly leaned down and touched her lips with his, brushing his tongue in between, asking for permission to let him in. It didn’t take so long for a few secondi later, their tongues were then dancing in the mouth of the other.
“I’ve been dying to do that for years, Lise,” he admitted as soon as they broke the passionate baciare as Lisa looked down on the hardwood flooring.
“I know,” she replied pulling her head up, “because I feel the same way for you.” With that, they willingly kissed each other, silently moaning in the night
minuti later, Hugh was on superiore, in alto of her with lips brushing on her smooth neck skin and was slowly making its way down on either side of her bosom. Their clothes were shed along the hallway, some were gently pull away while others were ripped out. Both of them didn’t care if it was Gucci’s best seller o Dolce and Gabbana’s latest trend because that night was their night. It was probably the last time they thought they could see each other and making Amore with the person they knew they’re in Amore with, was a chance both of them were willingly take.
With every thrust, moans coming from both o one of them filled up the room and lighting their bodies like Natale trees. At the heat of the moment, she suddenly felt his hot seeds being pumped in her and that was the first time she felt good about being filled up and complaining isn’t actually a thing in her mind. It was even his bliss that brought her own piece of heaven.
He did stay for the night and waited for her to wake up da successivo day. Both of them considered it was a special bond but some things just don’t sposta that way because we want to o they want to. Once again, just like the characters they played, the future became history right after present presents itself. Since then she began to learn how to live without getting that morning smile from him; that the man she secretly loved for years had finally walked out of her life but this thought was cut short as she held up a stick one morning.
God knows how many times she picked up her phone and dared to press the ‘CALL’ button on her cell as his name appear on screen. Yes she was the woman he slept with but she’s also his best friend who wanted nothing else but goodness for him and his family and putting him up for this won’t be a good help for a tranquil living he might be having at the moment.
Abortion was never in the picture. She knew she was capable of raising a kid on her own, well, not probably until now.
*** End of Flashback ***
She stopped da Bessie’s bedroom before she went inside hers (but also Dan’s). She kissed her good night again before towering her face just above her daughter’s. This is the peaceful sleep she always wanted to see and a scene she also wanted Hugh to capture but first they have to clear up every rock along the way, so Bessie could also clear up the road for her father to reach her heart.
Once again, thank you
Lisa gently closed her daughter’s bedroom door before making her way down to the cucina with the idea that Hugh might have left a few minuti ago. Only when she reached her cucina doorway that she proved herself wrong for Hugh was still seated on the chair where she left him when she put Bessie to sleep. He looked up to meet her stares the moment she stop on her tracks but immediately dragged his eyes back down on his tè when she continued her way on the opposite side of the counter to get herself some tè as well. The silence was making both of them feel awkward but neither one is comfortable enough to start a simple conversation but both of them know they have to.
“So,” Lisa finally detto after clearing her throat a few secondi later but her back was still facing her daughter’s father, “when’s your flight back to England?”
“Who else knows about Bessie?” Hugh deflected. Surprised da his reaction, Lisa turned to face him that made him looked up to meet her stares as well. With a cup in one hand, she stiffened her body waiting for Hugh to explain his deflection from her domanda when she didn’t get any, she decided to answer his domanda instead, “the whole world probably,” and there was a pause between them but their eyes were still locked with the other, “you know how things work in Hollywood. News fly like a speed jet into everyone’s ear and…”
“Lisa…”
She sighed and said, “I told you, the whole cast and crew knows about her.”
“But only how many of them know that I am Bessie’s father?” Hugh asked that cause Lisa to take her eyes away from him. He waited for an answer this time and when he realized the answer is ‘none’, he dropped his head, hiding another face of disappointment.
“You know the reason why I didn’t bring te up for this,” Lisa detto after making her way to the chair opposite of Hugh’s.
“You really think I was just a fuck and run guy?” he shot up an immediate glare.
“Good heavens no… but you’re were a married man and still is. I just don’t want the world to throw bits on Bess and make her feel that she’s the reason of the things we know that are bound to happen if I did blab out who her father was.”
“Telling me doesn’t mean telling the whole world, Lise,” he looked down again, “you should have told me… There’s this fatherhood card waiting for me to play which apparently I can’t. Because hell, I don’t have any idea what my daughter wanted o what she hated.” His words were filled with sadness and the only comfort Lisa could give was to reach out and clamp his hand with hers. They both let the silence eat them up as she gently rubbed his manly knuckles da her thumb.
“I take it Jo didn’t lightly take the news,” she said.
“Never expected her to in the first place,” he looked up again, “I’ll be in town for ---“
He was suddenly cut off with Bessie’s soft cry that slowly became a squee as she greeted someone who apparently just entered the house. Only then Hugh and Lisa knew that it was Dan when he appeared on the cucina doorway, with Bessie in his arms who obviously woke up in the middle of her night dream voyage. Their hands automatically broke apart when the man look puzzled before them.
“Hey Hugh, how’s everything going?” Dan asked trying to forget the scene he caught.
“Ah, great as usual,” Hugh detto after standing up and Lisa doing the same.
“Very well then. ciao sweetie, did te say ‘hi’ to your papa?” Dan detto with eyes landing on the little girl he was carrying. Bess did look at Hugh but didn’t say anything, not even smile, before facing Dan again to say, “I forgot my dollie, can I go down now to play with her?”
All three of them sighed but it was only Hugh who looked down.
“Bess, sweetheart, its past bedtime and play time is over,” Lisa sweetly said.
“Well, I’ll be in my room then,” the little one replied.
Dan nodded before putting Bess safely back on the floor before the four anno old swiftly ran back to her bedroom. “Kids these days, te know,” he detto after hearing the kid’s door slammed a few secondi later.
“Yah. Looks like there’s a lot of work to be done,” Hugh replied after looking up again.
“Well, te could start tonight. I bought dinner, it’s still in the car, but seriously te could –“
“Actually…” Lisa tried to cut in but it was Hugh who finished her sentence for her, “Actually, I have to go. Thanks for inviting me but I have to meet up with a friend of mine in less than an ora so I’d better get going.”
“Oh. Well, te know what they say, there’s always a successivo time,” Dan commentato with a smile, unaware of the British’s lie.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world then,” Hugh replied offering his hand for a shake which Lisa’s boyfriend took and appreciated the gentleman’s gesture. “Well, have a nice night guys,” he added as he put on his cappotto and got the greeting back from both Dan and Lisa before finally walking out where his quest for a place to stay begins.
Three hours later, Lisa found herself seated, with legs straddled beneath her, on the divano in the living room. Both her eyes were damped with tears which meant that she wasn’t actually watching the cooking mostra being played on TV.
All these years she’s trying to protect everything, everyone but all she got was a daughter who slammed a door indirectly on her father’s face. This surely wasn’t the thing she wanted but hell, this is what is happening. She knows that if she had been smart enough four years ago, all of these wouldn’t be here.
*** Flashback ***
The drive back home was a fast one o maybe she was just tipsy enough to forget that they’ve been caught up with two traffic jams along the way. Since it was probably the last party with the rest of the House casts and crew, she agreed to drink. After all the event was for the success of their mostra after airing for seven years, so why not unisciti the party people, she thought. The only one drink she agreed to take was followed da another then another until she found herself Canto out of tune in some songs and being a good friend, it was Hugh who offered to give her a drive.
He held her da arm as they make their way to her front porch. She wasn’t tumbling down on her steps but he wanted to make sure she’s fine and only if he sees her back in the safety of her house will he be satisfied that she’s really fine after several rounds of light drinks.
“Lisa,” Hugh said, barely above whisper, with his blue eyes landing on one side of her angelic face as she was inserting the key to her front door. When she turned to look at him, he unexpectedly leaned down and touched her lips with his, brushing his tongue in between, asking for permission to let him in. It didn’t take so long for a few secondi later, their tongues were then dancing in the mouth of the other.
“I’ve been dying to do that for years, Lise,” he admitted as soon as they broke the passionate baciare as Lisa looked down on the hardwood flooring.
“I know,” she replied pulling her head up, “because I feel the same way for you.” With that, they willingly kissed each other, silently moaning in the night
minuti later, Hugh was on superiore, in alto of her with lips brushing on her smooth neck skin and was slowly making its way down on either side of her bosom. Their clothes were shed along the hallway, some were gently pull away while others were ripped out. Both of them didn’t care if it was Gucci’s best seller o Dolce and Gabbana’s latest trend because that night was their night. It was probably the last time they thought they could see each other and making Amore with the person they knew they’re in Amore with, was a chance both of them were willingly take.
With every thrust, moans coming from both o one of them filled up the room and lighting their bodies like Natale trees. At the heat of the moment, she suddenly felt his hot seeds being pumped in her and that was the first time she felt good about being filled up and complaining isn’t actually a thing in her mind. It was even his bliss that brought her own piece of heaven.
He did stay for the night and waited for her to wake up da successivo day. Both of them considered it was a special bond but some things just don’t sposta that way because we want to o they want to. Once again, just like the characters they played, the future became history right after present presents itself. Since then she began to learn how to live without getting that morning smile from him; that the man she secretly loved for years had finally walked out of her life but this thought was cut short as she held up a stick one morning.
God knows how many times she picked up her phone and dared to press the ‘CALL’ button on her cell as his name appear on screen. Yes she was the woman he slept with but she’s also his best friend who wanted nothing else but goodness for him and his family and putting him up for this won’t be a good help for a tranquil living he might be having at the moment.
Abortion was never in the picture. She knew she was capable of raising a kid on her own, well, not probably until now.
*** End of Flashback ***
She stopped da Bessie’s bedroom before she went inside hers (but also Dan’s). She kissed her good night again before towering her face just above her daughter’s. This is the peaceful sleep she always wanted to see and a scene she also wanted Hugh to capture but first they have to clear up every rock along the way, so Bessie could also clear up the road for her father to reach her heart.
Once again, thank you