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Megan welcomes me in and out comes Brian, holding Jon in the arms. Somehow I think Jon looks like him.
"There there. You must have missed your mommy." Brian kisses on Jon's forehead and carefully gives him to me. I hold Jon in my arms, feeling his tiny, warm body and his familiar heartbeats. One, two, three. I feel safe when I have him in arms. I kiss his cheek, "Mommy misses ya babe. Were you good this morning? Did you miss mommy?"
Brian gives Jon a stroke on the back. His hand accidentally touches my arm. I shivers a little bit. I raise my head and look at him. Brian is still young. I guess 20something means you wouldn't look any older after 5years' time.
"Ok. Thank you two again. Good day, Megan." I kiss on her right cheek and a nod to Brian, walk out and get back on the street again.
1:00pm.
Jon falls asleep in my arms all the way back home. I always envy him for being able to sleep whenever it's his time to. It's my time to work, yet I don't feel like doing it at all. The taxi driver who drives us back home is a quiet one. His brown eyes reflected in the rearview mirror keep nailing a name into my head.
Brian. Brian. Brian. Brian.
I shake my head slightly, trying to get his face out, but it drills in deeper until I see him again.
He was a sad-looking bartender on midnight shift. I guess it was his gloom that attracted me on that day. I walked up and ordered a glass of water only.
"Excuse me?" He frowned.
"Water. Just bland water please." I repeated.
"Oh. Ok. But we don't serve water here. I...I do have a bottle for myself. Do you mind?"
I grinned, "Not at all."
He passed me his bottled water and I got over the bar and kissed on his lips in no time. And all these somehow became the beginning of an invisible love affair between us two
"There there. You must have missed your mommy." Brian kisses on Jon's forehead and carefully gives him to me. I hold Jon in my arms, feeling his tiny, warm body and his familiar heartbeats. One, two, three. I feel safe when I have him in arms. I kiss his cheek, "Mommy misses ya babe. Were you good this morning? Did you miss mommy?"
Brian gives Jon a stroke on the back. His hand accidentally touches my arm. I shivers a little bit. I raise my head and look at him. Brian is still young. I guess 20something means you wouldn't look any older after 5years' time.
"Ok. Thank you two again. Good day, Megan." I kiss on her right cheek and a nod to Brian, walk out and get back on the street again.
1:00pm.
Jon falls asleep in my arms all the way back home. I always envy him for being able to sleep whenever it's his time to. It's my time to work, yet I don't feel like doing it at all. The taxi driver who drives us back home is a quiet one. His brown eyes reflected in the rearview mirror keep nailing a name into my head.
Brian. Brian. Brian. Brian.
I shake my head slightly, trying to get his face out, but it drills in deeper until I see him again.
He was a sad-looking bartender on midnight shift. I guess it was his gloom that attracted me on that day. I walked up and ordered a glass of water only.
"Excuse me?" He frowned.
"Water. Just bland water please." I repeated.
"Oh. Ok. But we don't serve water here. I...I do have a bottle for myself. Do you mind?"
I grinned, "Not at all."
He passed me his bottled water and I got over the bar and kissed on his lips in no time. And all these somehow became the beginning of an invisible love affair between us two
