The cool midnight wind blew through the trees, lifting her dress slowly as she walked quickly towards the light at the end of a dark, lonely, forgotten street. As she reached closer and closer to the light, she felt something, the kind of feeling you get when there are a million eyes on you all at once.
Her black hair – cut to her shoulders – swayed gently with the wind. She wore a green dress, but it could not hide the beauty of her milk-chocolate skin and her tall but shapely frame which she possessed with angelic grace,
“Who’s there?” she asked. Her voice was soft, it filled the street with a gentle, guiding light. She began to walk faster, each step more frantic than the last, as she heard the sharp snap of a fallen twig.
She ran towards the light, the sound of her shoes hitting the pavement echoed through the streets.
She stopped under the lone light – a dim, flickering house lamp attached to an ancient building – to catch her breath. “Amber, you need to calm down.” she said to herself, “It was probably just an animal.”
Then, suddenly, the feeling came back. It was greater, more intense than before.
“You were late, I was worried… so I came to look for you.” a male voice came from behind the trees. The wind stopped as the figure emerged. Amber’s dark eyes focused on the figure. It was a male. Tall, about six feet. As the figure approached the light, Amber saw his dark eyes glazing into hers, seeking a way into her soul.
The figure stepped into the light. “Amber… I’m sorry if I scared you.”
Amber stood there speechless. His eyes had put her in a trance, just like they always did. His dark hand reached out and touched her smooth skin.
“You feel cold… how long have you been standing here?” The figure asked. He took off his jacket and placed it gently around her.
“David… you scared the hell out of me.” Amber said, “Why did you have to sneak up on me like that?”
“I had to make sure that no one followed you.” David replied. He wore a black vest with a red, long-sleeved shirt and black pants. “You know how our families are.” His voice was deep, but seeing her brought some light back into it.
“I’ve missed you David… a lot.” Amber replied, “We never get to see each other.”
“It’s torture, I know.” David said, “That’s why we’re here. Now. Together.”
“But… what if someone finds out about us?”
“No one will find out about us, I promise.”
Silence came between the two. The wind picked up, making David’s jacket brush against the back of Amber’s knees.
“I’m sorry… I’m just –”
“Nervous?” David asked
“I’ve never done something like this before.” Amber answered
“But you’re ok with it?” David asked
“It’s the only way we get to see each other….” Amber said as they lost themselves in each other’s eyes. David’s hands moved slowly towards her waist. He pulled her closer. They kissed each other passionately, and for moment time seemed to stop. An exotic pleasure spread through her body. The chemicals in his saliva triggered an endorphin rush. She felt her body lift into the clouds and enter heaven; angelic moans flowed from her mouth. She couldn’t help it, a weakness she couldn’t shake. On and on it went and she lost track of the world, of who she was. Then she felt herself slowly returning to earth as his lips left hers. This only took a minute, but felt like an eternity to her. It was better than joy, better than laugher, better than love. It filled her with a burning desire and left her body wanting more.
“I love you.” They both said, their eyes still transfixed on each other.
Reluctantly, David let go of Amber. He wanted to hold her forever, and keep her wrapped in his arms for eternity.
‘Run away with me Amber… we could go far away from here, just the two of us.” David said softly. “No one telling us who we are and who we can talk to.”
“Where would we go?”
“Anywhere. Somewhere. As long as we’re together I don’t care where we go.”
“Can… can I think about it before I answer?”
“I never expected an answer right away, my rose, take as much time as you think you need.” David said, “I’ll always be here, you know that.”
They stepped out of the light and walked down the street, David putting his arm around her. “We should get back… your parents might send a search party if you don’t get home soon.”
Amber laughed. “Of course they would.”
“I know they mean well, but it’s annoying.” David said
“Just because both our fathers are running for mayor…”
“Doesn’t mean we can’t talk to each other…”
Their lips locked in one final, heated kiss as the moon came from behind a cloud. The stray rays of moonlight seemed to focus on the two lovers as they lost sense of the world around them.
“See you tomorrow?” David asked as their lips parted.
“Yes… I would like to.” Amber replied
David turned to walk away.
“David!” Amber called out
“What’s wrong?” David asked
“I’m still wearing your jacket.”
“Oh… I almost forgot.”
“I forgot” David said as he slowly took the jacket off Amber and folded it on his arm.
Amber smiled. “I know you did.”
“We… we should go now. The moon came out.”
They walked together until they reached a crossroad. They tried not to look at each other as went their separate ways.
Later that same night, Amber stood in her bathroom – on the first floor of the house – with a white towel wrapped around her small frame. She moved her wet hair from the front of her face as she looked into the circular mirror above the bathroom sink.
Her eyes lost the light they possessed earlier, a light that seemed to only shine for the one person she cared about, for the forbidden lust they shared. Her eyes were darker, but still held their beauty.
She ran a finger across her lips.
“Amber… snap out of it.” she said to herself. She could still feel his lips on hers, his hands on her waist. She wanted more… more than just a kiss, and her body made her realize it. Amber sighed. She smiled softly and dried her hair with a small towel resting on a nearby hanger. She opened the door and saw her parents standing outside the door.
“Mom… Dad… what are you doing in my room?” Amber asked, adjusting the towel around her to prevent it from slipping.
“We were looking for you.” Amber’s mother said. Amber’s mother looked like an older version of her, except for the long hair. They both had the same small but shapely body and they both possessed it with grace.
“Where were you young lady?” Amber’s father asked. He was short, with skin the colour of melted chocolate. His voice was stern, but his brown eyes looks at Amber with nothing but gentleness.
“I went for a walk… I couldn’t sleep.” Amber replied
“You went for a walk in the middle of the night?” Amber’s father asked, “Alone? Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?”
“I’m fine dad, I’m not a baby anymore.” Amber stated, looking right into the eyes of her father.
Amber’s father closed his eyes and sighed. “Get some rest, we have a lunch meeting tomorrow.”
“Another one?” Amber asked, “I’m getting tired of them now.”
“You and me both.” Amber’s father said and he left the room.
“What’s dad’s problem?”
“The lunch meeting is with Zavier Young, your father’s opponent.”
“The one that’s running for mayor?” Amber asked, “The one from across the street?”
She smiled. “You remember them, that’s good.” Amber’s mother said, “His wife and I are still friends, but don’t tell your father.”
“Um, mom… can I ask you something?” Amber asked
“Sure honey, what is it?”
“Um… supposed you wanted to be with someone, but your dad said you can’t even talk to the person?” Amber’s eyes lost what little light they still held as she looked down at her toes.
“Well Amber… let’s just say that if I had listened to what my father had to say about who I talk to, then you would not be here sweetie.” Amber’s mother replied, “But if it’s my advice you want, just listen to what your soul tells you is right.”
“How would I even know if it’s right?” Amber asked
“You will know, my dear, when you find the one you’ll know.” Amber’s mother answered, “The feeling will come.”
“All I’m feeling now is confused… I just don’t know what to do.”
Amber’s mother kissed her lightly on the forehead. “Get some sleep, sweetie, you’ll need it.”
“Good night mom.”
“Good night.” Amber’s mother said as she walked towards the door. “Oh, Amber, that boy… make sure he loves you for more than just your physical attributes. You’ve grown into a beautiful young woman.”
“Thanks mom, I will.” Amber said as she mom closed the door as she left.
Amber went into her closet and took out a loose blue t-shirt. She slipped off the towel and put on the shirt after making sure the door was closed. She threw the towel into a basket in her bathroom and sat on her bedside. She closed her eyes. “Lord, if it is that I am to love David, then let me love him completely.” she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek. “But if it is that I am not to love him, then please give me the strength to forget him. Give me a sign… please.”
Amber opened her eyes and wiped the tear drop from her cheek. She heard a tapping sound on the window beside her bed. Ignoring it, she went into bed. She heard the sound again, getting more frequent the more she tried to ignore it.
Finally, Amber got up out of bed and looked out the window. She saw David standing there and opened the window. “David? What are you doing here? My dad would skin you alive if he finds out!”
“I couldn’t resist… I had to see you again.”
“I can’t come down, my parents almost found out about us.”
“I’m tired of it Amber, tired of us hiding and sneaking around.”
“We both are David, believe me.”
David ran a hand through his hair. “I love you Amber, more than anyone else… so I don’t want to get you in trouble with your dad.”
“My mom told me something earlier… that I should make sure the boy loves me for more than just my physical attributes.” Amber said, looking at David. “Why do you love me?”
“You’re my muse Amber… my inspiration.”
“How do I inspire you David?” Amber asked, “Tell me.”
“I’ll tell you tomorrow, I have to go now.”
“I’m going to be busy tomorrow David.” Amber said, “I’m going to a lunch meeting.”
“The lunch meeting our parents are having?”
“Yeah… are you coming?”
“I might, now that I know you’re going to be there.” David said. He smiled at Amber as he turned to leave.
Early the next morning, Amber was sitting alone at the bank of a river near her home. She wore a blue cotton blouse and a short blue skirt. Her black hair and dark eyes gently caressed her face, giving her an aura of mystery. She sought protection from the dawn sun in the shade of an apple tree, its perfumed blossoms modelled in the summer’s morning breeze. She picked up the sketchpad and pen that rested beside her, placed it on her lap and pressed the trigger of the pen. With sudden interest, she began to draw.
Amber formed the structure of a human female body and a male one, then added details - eyes, hair, nose, mouth - and then the clothes. She added the background then held it in the air, admiring it. She drew herself in David’s arms, locked in a heated kiss under a sky as black as an onyx jewel. The faint moonlight bathed them with just enough light to show the sparkle in her eyes.
“That’s an interesting drawing.” Amber’s mother said as she appeared behind her.
“Mom!” Amber exclaimed, “You scared me. How did you know I was here?”
“You always liked it here, even when you were a baby.” Amber’s mother answered as she sat beside her.
So… is that the boy you asked me about last night?” Amber’s mother asked with a smile, the same type of smile Amber had. “You should have drawn his face a bit clearer, I would have loved to know who it is.”
“I can’t tell you Mom… not yet.”
“Really? I wonder why?”
“Because Dad would kill me.”
“Amber… I had this same conversation with my mother when I was your age.” Amber’s mother said, “I know just how you are feeling.”
“Then you know exactly why I can’t tell you Mom… right?”
“Amber… if your heart is with him and his with yours, then I have no problem accepting that, and neither will your father.”
“You… you think so?” Amber asked, closing her sketchpad.
“I know so.” Amber’s mother replied, “Now come on, it’s almost time for breakfast.” They made their way back to the house as Amber skimmed through the drawings in her sketchpad. “Amber, I‘ve realized that you have been smiling a lot lately.”
“I have?” Amber asked, “I didn’t notice.”
“Anyone that can make you smile like that… I would love to get to know him.” Amber’s mother said as they reached the front door.
“Well, that wouldn’t be a problem… since you already know him.”
“Amber… what are you not telling me?”
“Can we just have breakfast?”
After breakfast, Amber took a quick shower and then sat on a stool in front of her bedroom mirror, styling her hair. She heard a knock on her door as her mother walked in and handed her an envelope.
“Amber, this came for you. I don’t know who it’s from though.” Amber’s mother said, “Oh, before I forget, your father went ahead. He had some campaign business to take care of.”
“Thanks Mom, I’ll take a look at it.” Amber said as she put down her brush and took the envelope from her mother as she left the room.
She opened the envelope and found a handwritten letter.
Meet me after lunch. You already know where…
The building where we first met…
See you there…
A smile came on her face as Amber as she put the letter back in the envelope and finished brushing her hair. She went over to her closet and took out a short, strapless blue dress. She put it on her bed.
“I wonder if he would like to see me wearing it?” Amber asked herself as she opened her a drawer at the top corner of her dresser. She took out a pair of black lace stockings that matched the strapless, black lace bra that covered her small but supple breasts.
The stockings reached up to her knees, covering them only slightly. Amber slipped on the dress, looking at the mirror to close the zipper which held the dress in place. She opened a shoebox and took out a pair of black heels with a line of blue on the sides.
Amber stood in front of her mirror, admiring her dress. As she ran her hands along her dress, she realized that it hugged her body, showing off her hourglass figure. The dress stopped at her thighs, intensifying all the smooth curves her lower body possessed. She closed her eyes and imagined her hands were David’s as her hands reached upward to her breasts.
A knock on her door brought her back to reality.
“Amber, are you ready yet?” Her mother asked without opening the door.
“Yeah, I am.”
“Good, meet me at the car, ok.”
“Ok Mom.” Amber replied, “I’ll be there soon.”
Amber and her mother drove to the town hall, an old building in the middle of town. They got out of the car, walked up the up the stone steps and opened the oak door.
David caught sight of Amber the minute she walked into the dining room. His eyes followed her closely with every step she made. She flooded his thoughts, and for a moment, nothing else in the world mattered. He thanked whatever divine force stopped him from getting up, taking her into his arms and kissing her all over her angelic body. He wanted her. Badly. But he knew he could not have her. At least not here. He had to get away, and he had to take her with him.
The sound of chairs being moving ripped David from his imagination. Amber took the seat opposite of him, her eyes smiling. He tried not to look at her, but somehow he found himself staring straight into her soul.
“David, you’re staring.” Amber mouthed to him.
Reading her lips, David blinked and adjusted his blue tie, the same shade of blue as Amber’s dress.
“Now that we are all here, may we begin?” Amber’s father asked. He sat across from David’s father, at opposite ends of the table.
“I don’t see why not.” David’s father answered as he stood. “I would like to thank all of you for coming. It gives me great joy to see that two candidates can sit with their families and have a civilized meeting.”
Amber’s father stood. “I agree with you Zavier, however I still do not see the need to bring our children here.”
“Care to explain Robert?”
“I hardly see how this meeting will benefit them.” Robert replied
“Robert, regardless of who gets the title of Mayor, we would be working closely together to ensure the prosperity of the city. Am I correct?” Zavier asked
“Then it is important for our children to have a similar kind of relationship.”
The meals were served before Robert could give an answer. As they ate, the tension in the room grew so thick it was almost visible. After they were finished, David looked at Amber. He saw the hurt in her eyes, their light was gone.
“Ms. Sutherland, do you like music?” David asked
“Yes… I do.” Amber answered
“I saw a piano in a room close to this one, would you like me to play a song for you?”
“I would love that.” Amber said
David got up pulled out Amber’s chair. “You look beautiful.” he whispered in her ear. She took his hand as her led her away.
“David… I didn’t know you could play piano.”