Loves little Secrets (Closed)

[Asa]

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Lorenza Jamison
Long dark brown hair
Deep dark brown eyes
Born in Italy she came to the US as a young teen and married Zackary Jamison in a whirlwind courtship as he whisked her into the life of money and power then left her there on a shelf only for show... Always the perfect couple in public but in private the rumors flew about them especially about him from the mysterious lack of details around his previous wifes death. She had been through school between Italy and the US for teaching High school students especially after it was blatantly clear that Zackary had no desire to have children or anything really that would risk taking any of his attention away from his work.

It was her second year teaching at the private academy. Her Classes this year seemed to be more seniors and those that would be college freshmen than any other grade which was fine with her. There had been a familiar face in her last class of the day her neighbor's son that handsome strong young man who had been the caretaker of the gardens and general handiman since her husband could not fix a glass of water much less anything around the house and was far too cheap to to hire professional repair person or gardener.

She has seen the looks from him when he thought nobody was looking. The gardener handiman trying to get a little extra money was her student again for the second half of the year now. How she was able to focus thinking back on him shirtless even days ago much less the previous summer made her head spin but she was good at hiding feelings and thoughts due to her husband. Her wrist and neck still hurt from his last rampage the day before but she could not worry about that. Her job was just as important as her burden of eyecandy for her husband arm at some function where she was usually ignored by him anyways. There another glance.. what was he remembering some Sundress billowing around her or when he found her swimming in the pool. The muscles of her stomach her stomach tensed with a sharp well hidden breath as her mind remembered that moment.

She recomposed herself quietly before turning from the black board to stare out over the class.

Greetings students.

 

[Asa]

She could not help but smile softly at his zealous reply. She saw that look lingering in his eyes as she glanced briefly to him. She then began her lecture her eyes falling away from him so she could focus on the task at hand... yet another round of ancient studies with returning and new students for the second session.

Class seemed to drone on save for feeling his eyes on her from time to time and her glancing to him. As class finally wound down to an end she watched as every one filed out of the room before speaking...

Mr Hernandez a word with you..

She remained completely professional even though her accent tended to give people pause around her. She watched waiting for everyone else to leave the room and him to walk closer if he chose to.

Those flowers I ordered from home are here... they arrived late yesterday... the raised bed is ready for them so whenever you are free to plant them...

She smiled watching him for a moment before she went to go pick up her attache case only to start to pick it up with her sore wrist and do her best to bite back the sting of pain as she swapped hands.

 

[Asa]

She almost winced at his tone a standard reaction for her to abrupt sound though so easily overlooked.

The new island cabinet in the kitchen... not used to it and hit side of my wrist on it. She had done that but after his gripping her wrist so it still was not a complete lie. She suspected how this young man felt and had she not been wed it might have been a curiosity she would have indulged but she was married and even though Zachary at times could barely care she even existed she still knew that he would not take well to her being the one cheating even though his doing so was completely to be accepted.

The ones I remember from by grandmothers gardens they are most beautiful and fragrant.

 

[Asa]

She laughed at his impetuous side. Not that giving him a ride home was out of her way he did live next door and nodded.

That's fine get in I can run you home so you can get the flowers planted soon.

Walking around to the drivers side of the car she got in and headed for home. Thinking about it for a bit she pondered asking him about the looks he had given her before...the thought slithering through her mind wondering what he has thought about her or the two of them... it grew more and more curious to her as she finally spoke.

Raul why do you look at me the way you do? It seems you also drift from the task at hand when you do so. Explain please.

 

[Asa]

She listened to what he said her expression revealed nothing. A lesson she had learned well in her marriage to keep things calm as possible. It was not till the kiss... there was nothing to say nothing to stop the shock and just stunned expression as she fought to get her mind back under rational control.

I... the flowers... the flowers are by the gazebo.

She quickly pushed herself from her car and hurried to the door she would get her briefcase later. Closing the door she leaned her back against the door her mind racing over a simple kiss... a kiss far beyond any tenderness she had ever known in marriage.