A Window to Love (Windows) (Volume 1) (19 page)

“Show us the ring.”

“Look this way, Evan.”

“Are you okay, Melissa?”

“Tell us about Derek!”

Without a response to the madness, we finally made it inside
to the safety of the lobby. I told Melissa that I would call my public
relations rep and have a statement issued. I knew there would be offers sent to
my agent for exclusive wedding photos as well as requests for interviews about
today's ugly events.

It felt so good to be home.  I was glad Melissa was able to
finish with her dress fitting after the big scare, but I was emotionally
drained and in need of a relaxing tub. I suggested a bath to her, and she
smiled, “I was thinking the same thing.” I scooped her up in my arms made a
beeline for the bathroom.

I settled Melissa on the side of the tub while I filled it
with water and removed my clothes. She started to take off her own clothing,
but I stopped her, “Let me undress you, bébé, I want to take care of you. Feel
you.” She stared into my eyes, and my chest tightened “I keep thinking about
what could’ve happened to you today.” I unbuttoned her pants and slid them down
her legs along with her panties. Before pulling her top over her head, I
captured her mouth and kissed her softly, exploring her mouth. I didn't want to
stop kissing her, but I did, so that I could finish undressing her. As I
unclasped and removed her black lacy bra, I sighed, “Please don’t hide things
from me. This never had to happen.”

Standing before me so beautiful and fully exposed, a few
tears rolled down her face as she whispered, “I’m so sorry, Evan, I love you so
much.” She lowered her head, and started to speak, but I didn't let her.

“Look at me, bébé. Whatever you have to say, I want you to
look me in the eye when you say it. You can tell me anything. I want you to be
honest with me. Remember, no secrets between us. Let’s get in the tub, and then
you tell me whatever you want.”

Melissa slipped in the warm fragrant bubble-filled water. I
lit a few candles around the tub deck and joined her. Usually I sat behind her,
but I wanted to see her gorgeous face. I rubbed her feet making her whimper in
delight. “You’re so good to me. I don’t want our pasts interfering with our
future.”

“Not all pasts are bad. Our pasts make us who we are. But in
the future I would prefer no surprises from the past,” I said pulling her body
to the middle of the tub.

“If I could think clearly now...” she said breathlessly as I
stroked the inside of her thighs and pulled her even closer “I would tell you
there were no more surprises.” When I moved to her naughty bits, she couldn't
keep from moaning until my mouth covered hers and I plunged my tongue into her
mouth.

Gasping for a breath, she begged me for more. “I need you
inside me. Please!” I was always happy to fulfill her requests, and I lifted
her onto my extremely hard cock.

AFTER OUR MUCH needed soak, we put
on some lounging clothes and curled up together on the sofa in the library to
watch
It’s a Wonderful Life
. Even though she was obviously enjoying it,
I could feel her tense up.

“Are you thinking about your parents, bébé?” She nodded her
head yes. “Do you want to tell me what you're thinking about?”

She snuggled in closer to me, holding me so tight that I
tightened my hold on her. “I was thinking of our last Christmas together. We
watched this movie.”

“We can watch a different movie, bébé.”

“No, it's fine.” She heaved a big sigh and continued, “It
was an incredible day. I stayed at their place Christmas Eve, and in the
morning, my dad came to my room telling me to get up, that Santa had been
there. He used to tell me that when I was little, and he hadn't done that in
years. My mother had told him to let me sleep, but he was too excited to get
the day started. I told her it was okay, and that I'd be right down. When I
walked into the living room, there were several packages under the tree. It
looked like Santa did, in fact, make a delivery. I unwrapped a passport holder
first, then a first class boarding pass, new luggage, all new clothes and..."
she held up her arm and showed me a bracelet.

I lift her hand to my mouth; kiss the bracelet and the
inside of her wrist. “That's why you never take it off?”

Melissa nodded her head and took a deep breath. “After we
finished with the gifts, we made breakfast together and then spent the day
watching movies. It was a great day. The next morning was filled with packing
because I was heading to Paris to spend the rest of my holiday break with Lily.
We were going to ring in the New Year together. And as you know, my parents
were off to meet yours. They dropped me off at the airport before they headed
to their plane…” She stopped and then continued in a strained voice, “You know
the Eiffel Tower in the other room…” I didn't think she wanted a comment from
me so I just nodded yes and she started again, “My mother gave it to me as she
was saying goodbye before I left.” I felt her tense in my arms. I gently rubbed
her back as she went on, “She said ‘I hope all of your dreams come true in
Paris. I love that City; it’s so magical. I know you love it as much as I do,
mon Mimi. I have a feeling something good is going to happen when you’re there.
Something that will truly change your life’ Then she tucked my hair behind my
ears, kissed me on each cheek and pressed the jeweled Eiffel Tower into my
hand. Curling my fingers around it she said, “I love you forever.”

I couldn't see her face, but I sensed she's crying. I hugged
her tighter and kissed her cheek. “Bébé, you don't have to tell me anymore...”

“A driver met me at the airport and took me to Lily's. I
texted my parents to let them know I arrived. I didn't hear back from them, but
that wasn't unusual so I didn't think anything about it and Lily and I headed
out for a night of fun…” I sighed at the thought of that night, the same night
my parents were lost to me forever. Wiping my eyes, I continued, “Then a day
later, I received a phone call from your father. He told me I needed to come
home immediately; my parent's plane was missing. Lily and I packed our bags and
went straight to the airport. When I saw your family waiting for us at the
airport, I knew they had bad news.”

“I'm glad they were there for you.” I rubbed her arm trying
to comfort her as much as I could. I knew this was difficult for her.

“They wanted us to stay with them. I thanked them, but I
wanted to go home. I wanted to walk in the door and see my parents sitting in
the living room in front of the Christmas tree as they were only a few days
before. Lily and I grabbed a couple of bottles of wine, curled up in my
parents’ bed, drinking and crying until we fell asleep. The next morning I
called my mom's designer friend asked her to get a bed and some bedding
delivered to the apartment. Then, over the next two days, Lily went through
some of my parents’ personal items and noted other items that would need to be
moved. I grabbed two things I wanted, called for a car and headed to the city.
I never returned to the house.”

Melissa went silent, and I decided to ask a question now
that she was opening up. “Bébé, what’s the story behind the glass globe? I
noticed earlier that the globe was now sitting on the desk in here.”

She turned in my arms and looked back at the globe. “That
was my dad’s. It always sat on that desk in his office upstate. When the light
hit it this morning, I decided it needed to be where it rightly belonged. My
dad used to show me the globe when he left on business trips. He would point
out where we were and where he was going and would always say the same thing,
‘The world is small, and we will always be within hands reach of each other.’
It was one of the things I wanted to keep and had in the closet here until it
found its way to the living room.”

“I would’ve had it sitting on the desk if I knew the story.”
She turned back around; I hugged her tight to my side and kissed her forehead.

“How could you know? I knew so little when I came to this
apartment. I didn't even know my own parents’ burial wishes. Thanks to their
attorneys and your parents’ help things were arranged according to their
wishes, and their funeral was held. A week later my masters program began
again, and I started school in a fog; it’s a wonder I made it through. In my
four years of college, I only saw my parents on school breaks so when I came
home, I kept expecting to see my parents. Life changed so fast; I couldn't call
them on the phone and I had no one to check in with. It’s still strange.
Sometimes, I imagine they are off on a holiday somewhere and someday they will
come home.”

“I think that’s a natural feeling,” I said softly, wiping
her tears.

“Your parents were so good to me. They called me from time
to time, but I never saw them until you took me to their holiday party. I
should've stayed in contact with them, but I wanted to forget my old life.”

“I'm sure they understood. I wish I had been at the funeral,
but I was in Paris working at the time.”

“I wish it had never happened, and I had run into you in
Paris.”

I turned Melissa around to face me. She crawled into my lap,
straddled me and I captured her mouth with a deep kiss. “I love you, bébé.”

“I love you too, Evan. Merry Christmas.”

“Speaking of Christmas... I got you a present.”

“I got you something too.” Melissa jumped off me and ran out
of the room. I got up and walked to the desk drawer to get her gift. When she
came back, she climbed back onto my lap. “You first!” she insisted handing me a
wrapped box.

I unwrapped the box and found a jewelry case. Inside was an
Omega watch; an18-carat gold case with sapphire crystal over a numberless
silver dial, and a black leather strap. “Do you like it? I know how you love to
accessorize.”

“It's amazing I love it!” I took it out and started to try
it on.

“Good, because I had it engraved. Turn it over.”

I was overwhelmed when I saw the inscription; 'Je t'aime de
tout mon cœur, Melissa.' I put the watch on and kissed her beautiful lips. “I
love you with all my heart too, bébé. Now, your turn.” I handed her a Tiffany
blue box with a white ribbon.

“Ooh la la. I like the box!”

“I hope you love what's in it.” I said as she untied the
ribbon, removed the lid and gasped.

“Evan, they're gorgeous!” she exclaimed pulling out two
strands of pearls twisted together. “J’adore, monsieur,” she said with tears
rolling down her face.

I wiped her tears. “Pull your hair up, bébé. Let me put them
on you. They represent us entwined together.” I secured them around her neck
and kissed her. “They look fantastique on you.”

“They will be perfect with my wedding dress. Merci beaucoup!
Now will you take me to bed so I can thank you properly?”

I growled while I carried her quickly across the hall to our
bed. “We can thank each other all night long.”

IT WAS NICE to sleep in this morning
after our night of extracurricular activities and the unpacking of Evan's
things he moved from his parents' apartment. Waking up entwined with this
gorgeous man every morning was going to be pure heaven! I couldn't help but
stare at him.  I adored his chiseled face, long dark eyelashes and kissable
lips. Oh, when those intense blue eyes opened and looked at me, my heart
pounded wildly.

“Good morning, bébé,” he said with a sexy smile as he pulled
me into him. He brushed his lips against mine, and I could barely breathe when
he said, “Je t'aime,” in a sleepy voice.

Melting in his arms, I whispered, “I love you too.” He felt
so warm and safe.

“It’s too early, bébé, go back to sleep,” he said snuggling
me into him, and we drifted back to sleep.

When I finally woke up, Evan was gone but I knew exactly
where he was. I could hear him playing the piano. I slipped on a silk robe,
tied it up and padded out to the living room where I found Evan playing,
wearing nothing but a low-slung pair of workout pants. Yummy! I walked over to
the piano and climb on top of it, rolled on my side and faced him. He gave me a
smirk and continued playing. I loved hearing him play.

Deciding to have a little fun with him, I loosened my robe
and let it fall open, exposing my body. No response from him. He played on. I
started touching one of my breasts, rubbing and pinching a nipple. He's
watching me as he played. The heat between my legs was throbbing. I rolled on
to my back giving equal attention to both of my nipples. His playing continued
so with one hand I reached between my legs and began to stroke myself. I
thought for sure he would stop, but he kept on playing, so I did too.

Turning my head, I looked into his intense blue eyes, and I
sucked two of my fingers into my mouth. Keeping eye contact, I moved my hand
slow down my body, splaying my legs open wide, inserting my two fingers inside
of me and moaned. He still played. I rolled my head back, arched my back,
circled my clit with one hand and move my fingers in and out. As “oh mon dieu,
this feels so good,” escaped my lips I heard his voice.

“Get off that piano now! Come here!” He said in a growl.

“Yes, monsieur.” I murmured and with shaky legs, I climbed
off and straddled Evan. Reaching between us, I released his beautiful erection.
He pushed my robe completely off and began feasting on my breasts as he slid
into me, growling my name.

I moaned, “Mmmm. J'adore ta bite en moi. I love your cock in
me.” With my knees firmly planted on either side of his muscular thighs, I
raised myself until he was almost completely out of me and then I slipped
slowly back down. Pinching my own nipples, Evan held my waist tightly while I
tortured both of us with a slow rhythm. “Ta miaou est vraiment étroi. You have
such a tight pussy,” Evan replied and growled, “No more teasing me. Ride me
faster, bébé.”

Lost in wild abandonment, I sped up, rocking back and forth,
moaning, “Oh mon dieu, Evan… oh Evan…” It was still not enough for him and his
wrapped his arms tighter around me. Stilling my rocking, he thrust deep and
hard into me, and I screamed his name again. I felt him starting to tense as my
walls began to spasm. “Mmmm. Bébé, squeeze me.” I milked his cock with my
pussy. “Oh fuck, j’adore ta miaou,” Evan shouted stroking into me, making me
feel so yummy. As we were panting wildly, coming together, we heard a loud
voice.

“Holy shit! Lily was right. You two are hot together! Jane
exclaimed. “You could do porn that I would be willing to watch and enjoy. Wow!”

Evan lifted up, pulling on his pants then reached down for
my robe as I yelled at Jane, “Oh my gawd, first Lily, then the real estate
people, and now you!”

“I'm sorry Melissa. When I walked in, I was shocked by the
view and I couldn't move. Wow. So hot. Incroyable as you like to say all the
time.” I gave her a dirty look. “Truly Melissa. Evan, I'm sorry.”

As I was about to say something the doorbell rang.  Jane
said, “I'll get it while you two get dressed. It should be all the girls.”

“She's not ready. Take them out to lunch on me.” Evan goes
into the other room and comes back with several folded bills. “Give us a couple
of hours.” Then Evan threw me over his shoulder and headed into our bedroom.

WHEN JANE CAME back in a few hours
later with Lily, Sylvie, Jennie and Evan's mother Layla, I was ready to go. My
bags were packed for the next couple of days. I had to say I hated to leave
Evan, but his mother insisted that we stay apart the night before the wedding,
and I agreed to go along with her request. I could see Evan wasn't happy about
the arrangement either.

Jane loved to tease Evan, and she was so good at it. “We're
taking your woman out to enjoy her last night of 'single-hood,' thinking a male
orgy for her might be fun!”

Suddenly there was a glare on the face of my gorgeous man
directed at Jane. “That is not happening! My mother will be with you.”

Lily decided to join in Jane's fun. “It was your mum's
idea.” All of them laughed. I didn't think Evan found anything funny about this
teasing by the way his eyebrows are furrowed together.

I wrapped my arms around him and whispered, “Don't listen to
them. I love you, and you are the only one I want to have an orgy with; just
you and my toys.” I giggled, then gave him a kiss and hug. “Come help me grab
some glasses and stop worrying about me.” Evan and I walked into the dining
room to my special champagne fridge while the girls made themselves comfortable
in the living room. “I'll be a good girl. Don't worry,” I whispered into his
lips.

“Thanks to Andrew being with you, I will know everything.”

“He doesn't have to go with us. Who in their right mind is
going to bother a loud group of women?”

“I will feel better if he is close by.”

“Ok.” I gave him a deep, moan-worthy kiss before we served
up champagne to the giggling group of women. We made a few toasts then head out
for the night.

I kissed Evan goodbye one last time. “I will miss sleeping
next to you tonight.”

“Mmmm. I will miss you more, beautiful. Be safe. Call me
when you get to the hotel later.”

WE MADE OUR way to the Pierre Hotel
first to check-in to our rooms. Walking into the gorgeous lobby, I felt the
breath rush from my body and had to steady myself. The last time I entered this
space I was with my parents and we were rushing in to deposit our luggage and
heading out into the city to find Christmas. This visit all the décor seemed to
be jumping out at me. How was it that I never noticed the gleaming black and
white flooring, the gold ornamentation on the walls and in the ceiling alcoves
along with the crystal chandeliers? It was the same, and yet it had a
completely different feel.

“Are you okay, Lissa?” I heard Lily ask quietly.

I swallowed hard, choking back the tears that wanted to come
and answered, “I’m fine… I’m fine.”

Tipsy Jane emerged from the Two-E Lounge and joined us,
looping her arms through both of ours, “I think we need more champagne, I see
too many sober girls.” Shaking our heads we all laughed and continued to the
front desk.

After everyone dropped off their belongings to their
rightful rooms, we piled into Layla‘s suite for one more bottle of champagne.
Once our glasses are drained, and our lipstick was touched up, we were off for
a nice dinner at Cipriani Downtown on West Broadway between Spring and Broome
Street. The six of us slipped into a table along the wall situated close to the
entrance. It was a perfect location for people watching, but not tonight; our
table was having too much fun to pay attention to anyone else.

Throughout the evening while drinking Bellinis made with
yummy white peach juice and Italian prosecco, and eating delicious food, I was
presented lovely gifts. Layla had pre-selected our menu, and it was incredible.
We started with a couple appetizers we all share: baby artichokes and salmon
with asparagus. With this course, Layla handed me a box that contained two
exquisite Baccarat flutes from the Mille Nuits collection. They were tall,
thin-cut crystal with variegated shades of blue that flow from clear blue to
midnight blue at the stem.

Holding one of them up to the light, I commented, “These are
amazing, they remind me of Evan’s eyes, and I've seen them change to almost all
of these shades.” Putting the flute back, I turned to Layla and thanked her
with a hug. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re very welcome, dear. I look forward to seeing you two
toasting with them tomorrow.” Layla winked at me, and I smiled. I was so
fortunate this lovely woman was going to be my mother-in-law.

With our next course, a special pasta not on the menu, and
their Risotto Primavera, Sylvia handed me a large fancy envelope from Guerlain
Spa. Oui oui oui, a day at the spa for me.

“Perfect! Thank you, and I do hope all of you will be coming
along.” The girls all raised their glasses and agreed they were all ready to be
pampered. I was loving this girls’ night out. I felt so loved, and yet part of
me was sad; I wished my mother was here to celebrate. A couple tears threatened
to drop down, and I quickly swiped my hands across my cheeks. I felt a hand
squeeze my wrist and hand me another Bellini. I smiled at Jane and mouth “Thank
you.”

“Okay, it’s my turn,” Jennie exclaimed as our main course of
Scampi and Filet of Sole alla Carlina was served. She thrust a big gift bag in
my direction, and I pulled out one of her gorgeous handbags from her very own
Jennifer Crandall collection.

“Ooh la la, trés chic! I love it!” I squealed.

“I’m thrilled you like it. Now look inside!” She commanded.

“Why are you so pushy, Jen?” Sylvie said in a scolding
fashion. We all laughed when we see Jennie stick her tongue out at her older
sister.

Reaching into the purse I found a dainty champagne jeweled
clutch and my mouth drops opened, “It’s so beautiful. I can’t wait to use it.
In fact, it will be fabulous with my wedding dress. Thank you.”

While savoring three different delectable Italian desserts,
my two best friends presented me with a bag from Chantal Thomass Paris. I was
afraid to see what kind of French lingerie those two had purchased for me. Reluctantly,
I pulled out each item, and there were two sets of gorgeous lace bras, panties
and garters with bows, jewels and flowers on them. “They’re so pretty. Much too
pretty to wear under clothing,” I said with a bit of heat in my cheeks.
Everyone started laughing.

Lily leaned in and whispered in my ear, “I have a riding
crop and masque back at the hotel to complete the gift… didn’t want to scare
your future-in-law."  As she finished her statement she laughed, and I
wasn't sure if she was joking or not, one never knew with my dear Lil.

We finished off our meal with cappuccinos and then we went
back to the hotel. Jane, Lily and I all settled in for the night together in a
big king-size bed. It was like an adult slumber party; telling stories,
giggling, crying and threatening to freeze each others bras. I hadn't been with
the two of them together in such a long time, it felt so good, and I knew I was
going to miss them, but I would cherish this moment forever.