"Come on in" Sasha smiled. I looked at her house. Big pool, a garden, and a big porch. Is she kidding me? I walked inside her house. ALMOST all of her furniture is RED coloured. Damn.
"Sasha? Is this your house?" I asked.
"Yes. Why?" she said and sat down on the couch. I sat in front of her.
"It's big! Can I have a tour?" I laughed.
"Sure." she smiled and gave me a little tour. Her house is damn BIG. Don't mention her bedroom. We can even have a party in her bedroom! And she have her own studio! Everything's completed.
"You have your dream house." I smiled.
"Nope. My dream house is where my Mr. perfect is in there. As my husband." she smiled shyly. I sat on the couch.
"So, tell me what have you been doing until now? And why.... you didn't call me, or Phil. Or Ari." I said.
"Okay... After I left, I took care of Fyza. We did the funeral for mom.... And after one year, The MultiNadia managed to find me. I was working as a waiter around my house in Waikiki. They offered 20,000 dollar a month. That's twice my salary before I left. I couldnt say no. And by that time, Fyza can walk. So, we moved here in L.A. And this is where I lived now." she said. "I didnt call you, Phil or Ari because I won't disturb you." she smiled.
"Disturb me? Us? NO YOU'RE NOT! We're THE SMEEZINGTONS ! We always have time for each other !" I said.
"I'm sorry, I know, I should call." she faked a smile. I took her phone and put down my phone number. I walked outside to smoke. I can't believe after two years. I put my phone on the table next to the pool, I light up my cigarette and started to smoke.
"Bruno? why are you still smoking?" Sasha asked.
"Because you've gone. I can't kiss you." I make a face.
"Shut up!" she took my cigarette and put it off. She grab my hand. She took my shirt off. She pulled my pants down. Slowly. I'm wearing my boxer now. She took off her shirt and pants and she pushed me. I fell into the pool.
"NOT FAIR!" I said.
"Fair enough." she smiled and slowly, she swim to me.
"I miss you." I said.
"I miss you so much." she smiled. She tried to swim but I hold her hand. She can't run. She looked at me. We kissed. It's a long kiss. I miss her kiss. It's been two years since our last kiss !
"Happy Birthday." I smiled.
"Happy Belated Birthday." she smiled and kissed me again. Her wet lips. She turned me on.
"You know, I've wrote so many sad songs about you. When you're away." I said. She kissed me.
"I know." she smiled and winked at me.
"How?" I asked.
"Because you wrote everything about me. You're a very good song writer. I can't deny it." she smiled and I kissed her.
"SASHA! Get out from there ! I need you to help me for the wedding! And I need you to try the dress!" Fyza screamed from the balcony.
"What wedding?" I asked. Don't tell me SASHA'S getting married !
"I'll be right there ! But, my dress is RED right?!" She screamed.
"IT'S RED! JUST LIKE YOU ASKED IT. TAYLOR'S GONNA LOVE IT!" Fyza screamed back.
"WHAT?? You're getting married ?! " I asked and I quickly dried myself off.
"Wait, I can explain." she jumped out from the pool.
"Okay, please explain." I can't leave her. After this two years, being apart with her is like two thousand years in hell.
"Fyza is getting married with Taylor. Taylor York. I'm her bride of honor." she smiled.
"WHAT?! That's, GREAT!" I smiled. I kissed her. "It's getting dark, let's go inside." I said.
"Come on." she grabbed my things and we went in. I took a shower and changed into my shirt while Sasha's helping Fyza. Few minutes later, they're done. We went out for dinner and Sasha sent me to my house. She kissed me and I walked out from the car. I walked to my house and lock it after I walked in. I'm so tired and I fell asleep in my jeans.
I parked my car and left the keys to Fyza. I'm so tired and lock myself in my room. I took a shower and lay on my bed. I looked at my phone. Bruno left his phone's number. I texted him. "Thanks for a wonderful birthday". Few minutes later, I've got a text. I can't stop smiling... until.... I saw the text.