She lays me down and finds a comfortable spot atop me to rest. Putting a pillow beneath my head I can't help but fall asleep as she watches her shows. I'm awoken to the smell of smothered pork chops, usually I hate pork chops although the recipe that was passed to me through my brother is one that I became a fan of. Everytime we get porkchops she works towards perfecting them, so that I can remember time spent with my family. The juice from the pork sizzles in the cast iron pan creating a crust so crispy you can't help but take another bite. And the sauce on top enhances the flavor ten fold. The crispy, yet soft bacon which made my brother's recipe more special, and she remakes it to try and give me a taste of memories.
She always loves me in ways of actions. How was I ever lucky enough to find her? As I turn my attention back to the tv its shadow is spread to the wall in the shape of a figure. I begin looking closer as my wife calls out "honey, foods ready".
I look towards her direction snapping my head back to see that the shadow of the tv is as usual. I stand up, stretching and getting ready to eat my wife's delicious cooking. I walk over to her, to take my plate. She tells me to take our utensils and sit down. So I follow her orders, over dinner I tell her what happened and we discuss what the lady in black meant.
My wifes answer to the problem is "well just listen to her and be careful then"
In my response I say "well, why would she say all of that in the first place?"
Dalilah looks over quickly "why are you still thinking about other women?"
You freeze, scared out of your mind at what your wife might say next all you can do is think. Think of what you can say to escape this situation before it's too late. A hand comes flying towards your face and just before impact, it halts to a stop and she pinches your cheek.
"Stop thinking about other women, okay?"
And in my heart, the words i speak are true "i dont love any other woman but you"
A soft smile forms upon both of your faces as you share an evening together as per usual.
You massage her, beginning from her temples on her head and working your way down. In truth you enjoy feeling her body, you enjoy making her happy and helping her relax. You can feel her muscles intertwined and dense from her efforts. As you continue to rub her down you can feel her begin to melt in your hands. Enjoying every moment you get to please her.
Before showering you help her stretch her body. After, you blowdry and comb her hair. You both brush your teeth and then you're off to bed to dream. As you lay there staring into her eyes as she stares back, you cant help but t
Say "what did i ever do to deserve someone so amazing" and as you drift into sleep snuggled in each other's embrace you think "i could never love anyone the way i love you" your arms begin to firm up around her waist, then slowly relax.
"Goodnight, my love" Dalilah whispers to you, as she kisses your forehead.
Rays of light shine upon your weary eyes to remind you that nothing lasts forever. It's time for work.
Removing yourself from the morning's equation you slip away from her warm embrace. As you dress yourself and bring a blanket over her body to hide her from the open windows chilly breeze. You notice a mark on the side of her neck, not a bruise, nor makeup. It's different.
The clock keeps ticking so you have only the time to make a mental note after shaking her awake and notifying her. You rush out the door and now you're off to work. The crow still lays along the alleys' forgotten shadows.
Its eyes face you as if to call for you to come rescue it. If only you had more time. You spend your day at work, your name is called again for the front desk. As you walk upon the scene, Angelica greets you with a smile. A mournful frown begins to form on your face as you stand before her. Today the same black outfit and silver crested glasses, silver rings and bracelets, more necklaces are added to the first and a few different items.
A bracelet sits upon her wrist, silver. Her nails are painted, white, red at the tips. And along her pearly row of teeth a canine bites in silver.
Angelica begins to speak "why don't you come with me, we have a lot to talk about"
A response flies out quickly from your lips "i have work"
Her smile gleams as she opens her mouth "its on company time, come" she says as she walks to the door, stopping right before it.
You follow in slow pursuit, dragging your legs as you stop next to her, questioning why she stopped.
"What?" You say
"Well aren't you going to open the door for me, you know, like a gentleman?" She replies.
You mock "i only open the door for my wife"
"Well you will open the door for your boss" she mocks back in a gigglish tone.
You do so begrudgingly, as you feel the afternoon sun beam down upon you with an intense heat. You walk at her side along the side walk to her car, getting into the passenger seat, she stops you.
"Drive" she says as she throws you the keys.
Without hesitation you are obliged to drive.
"Im no chofer" you respond, hiding your excitement to drive a nice car.
"And yet you're the one driving this car, before that, my door?" she replies
You get out of the driver's seat and roll your eyes as you open her door. She sits down arrogantly smiling at you as you close her door and make your way to the driver's seat, sitting down and starting up the car.
Before you pull out, she says "oh and don't worry about any marks"