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New Character Pronunciations:
Jezabelle - Jez-a-bell
Piaire - P-air
I know this one isn't new but I failed to mention the correct way to say her full name in the first chapter.
Namine Alissia Kaknom - Na-men-nay A-lis-see-a Ka-noome
Light at the End of the Tunnel
Desperation Takes Hold.
Namine pulled into a parking lot of a nice cafe' down town. She galnced at the clock before shutting the engine off, it read 1:17pm. "I have thirteen minutes." She thought to herself as she calmed down a bit before getting out of the car. These meetings always made her nervous. She never thought to be the kind of girl to follow into a retail bussiness like her father. "Wish me luck Daddy." She said aloud before exiting the car. She went to she back door to grab her breifcase off the seat. "Just breathe. You have been doing this kind of thing for years."
At the entrance of her favorite cafe' 'Le Imperatrice' meaning 'The Emporess', she was greeted with warm smiles and a charming atmosphere. "Afternoon Madame Kaknom." A very tall, blue eyed beauty asked. Her blonde hair in a neat french braid that fell well past the curve of her bottom.
"Hello Jezabelle. Is my client here?"
"Yes, Madame. He is already seated at your usual table. Would you like me to escort you or would you like me to tell Piaire the usual?"
"Go ahead and tell Piaire the usual and tell him I said 'Hello', I will wait here for you." Namine said knowing her favorite meal took extra time to prepair, and she didn't like getting her food when her clients were finishing up. She waited for about three minutes, while trying to catch a glempse at the man at her table, before Jezabelle came back over to her. "All set?" Namine asked.
"Yes, Madame. Right this way please." Namine followed Jezabelle to her table, even though she knew exactly where to go, she still remained closely behind the blonde. "Your table Madame." Jezabelle motioned towards Namine's favorite table with a smile.
"Thank You."
"Would you like me to take your orders now or come back?"
"Give us a few minutes to decide please." The unknown man looked at the women charmingly. He had the most beautiful long black hair, pulled in a low pony tail. At the ends she notice how his hair curled slightly. She couldn't help but smile at that. After peering closer to his facial features, he was a very handsom fellow, with the most unique eyes. She never seen anyone with that shade of blue eyes, and in his left eye she could see a speck of an amber color.
As Jezabelle walked away Namine took her seat and smiled polightly at the gentalmen that stood at about two inches taller then herself, infront of her so she could sit first. "Hello my name is Namine Koknom" She reached acroos the table to shake his hand. "And yours is?"
With a confused look he replyed. "Jonathan Strait."
"Yes, that's right Mr. Strait. Do you origionate from the states?" Smiling sweetly. "I have a terrible memory please forgive my mindlessness." She said while removing her blazer. Remembering what Aiden said a few hours ago her smile brodened. "Man, now I wish it was cooler outside instead of in the mid 70's all year round." Even though the place well air conditioned she was still warm.
"Anytime." Jonathan said with a flirtasious smile. "And yes I do origionate from the states. I moved here soon after my mother passed away. She was the only reason I stayed there so long."
"Sorry to hear that. What brought you to Kinsale?" Changing the subject, trying not to dwell on saddened memories.
"I have always loved Ireland and this town is full of life with all the tourests. I fell in love with this town when I myself was a tourest back in1926, I was only 20 then and I adored this place." He smiled, glanceing past her shoulder to see the waitress comming.
"Good After Noon, My name is Angela, I will be your waitress today. If you need anything just let me know." She said with a quant little smile on her lips. "Now what would the two of you like for beverages?"
"I would like a Peach Tea." Namine said returning the smile. Looking towards Jonathan she quickly did the math in her head, "If it is 1932 and he was twenty in '26, then he is twenty-six." She looked at his facial features again. "Yea, He still has his youth on his side." Smileing at the thought now looking towards Angela.
"And I would like a bottle of your finest wine please." Jonathan said.
"I will be right back with your drinks and to take your order." With that Angela quickly turned around to get there drinks.
Jonathan studied the menu again. "What are you getting Namine?"
Namine picked up her menu pretending to look through it. "That." She layed the menu on the table and pointed to something.
Jonathan looked at what she was pointing at and read aloud. "Cajun Monkfish tail on pumpkin & coriander mash, tomato, chilli & lime salsa €19.00" Looking up at her. "Well I am not complaining, that sounds appitizing but I am going to go with this." He was now pointing at the menu smileing.
"Chargrilled 10.oz Sirloin Steak on crushed potatoes, wild mushroom & port sauce €21.00" She read aloud. "You can tell you are a guy." She laughed her sweet laugh.
Just then Angela returned pulling out her pen and notepad. "What would the two of you like." She said after handing them their drinks.
After they ordered and she walked away Namine noticed Jonathan was stareing at her. "Well since we won't be bothered for about half an hour let's get down to bussiness." She said her aura completely changing from friendly mode to an etiquete bussiness women.
"Yes." Jonathan reached for his own breifcase at his feet and pulled a few papers out and layed them ontop of the table. "Well I would like to be in charge, well under you in charge, " He smiled as he talked, Namine just jestured for him to go on. "To be in charge of building an apartment building..."
"There are many apartment buildings here in Kinsale Mr. Strait." She interrupted now kind of annoyed to have wasted her time when she could of been trying to get closer to Alura.
"No, Miss you don't understand. It is to be build in the finest part of town resembling that of the mansons that reside there now." He pulled out a sketched picture of his 'model' apartment.
She fingered through the pages. It did look like a fancy mansion on the outside, much like the ones she drives past whenever she has to come into town. Looking furthur through the sketches she saw how each apartment was still as glamorous as a mansion but with the size of a small home. "How many in each building?" She asked not looking up from the sketches.
"There are seven in each individual 'mansion' and there are two mansions on each set of land with I'd like to say about 300 arces of land." He pointed to a sketch. "See here, it is more of a a comunity of a sort for people of all ages. At all stages of life."
"Yes, I see. This is a wonderful idea Mr. Strait. How much is it going to cost me?" She asked going staight to the point, even though she really did like the idea she needed an estimate.
"Well about €439,960. That includes everything we need to get the project up and running and all of the fine decore for each residance."
Translating the total in her head. "That is about a quarter million Mr. Strait."
"I am aware, is that a problem?" He asked a bit nervous.
"Oh, No. I am sorry. Father had put the money in a American bank here in Ireland because he always said it is eaiser to transfer American money into any other kind of money. I myself am not so sure of that. I have been trying to learn an easier way at transfering the money but I have failed." She smiled sweetly. "I can tell you this though in my twelve years at this business I have become an expert at translating any kind of money to the American dollars and back again." She laughed, mostly towards herself.
He begun to laugh as well. "Yes, I sapose you would have to having your bussiness account set up in American money.
"Yes. Well about this project. I would like to start as soon as possible. How long do you think it will take once we have begun?"
"About a year if all goes well. Well if things follow my plan." Jonathan laughed. "Oh, our food is here."
"Thank you, Angela." Namine said with a smile.
"Yes, Thank you this looks delicious." Jonathan agreed.
"Enjoy. Is there anything else I can get you?" They just shook there heads no. "Ok, Enjoy." Angela said as she walked away.
They finsihed there meals and Namine billed the meal to her bussiness account as they walked towards the door. "It was nice to meet you. I will see you soon, So we can set up a meeting with the rest of the staff and look for a lot to start building." Namine shook his hand and walked towards her car to leave.
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Seven Months Have Passed!!!
"I am headed out again everyone. Bye." She walked towards the foyer as everyone said 'Bye' to her. Well everyone except Alura, she followed her out.
"Namine?" Alura finally spoke up when they walked out the front door.
"Yes, Baby Girl." Namine stopped walking to face her.
"Are you going to dinner with Jonathan again?" She asked looking towards the ground.
Suspicious as to why she was asking Namine continued to dig a little deeper. "Yes, I am we are have a casual dinner date today." She only told half of the truth. Looking at the smaller womens face, trying to find any kind of emotion. She couldn't.
"Oh, Ok." Alura just stood there.
Still nothing, she finally said "I have to be going now." With that she got into her car.
"She hasnt kissed me on the cheek in months now. She use to do it every time she left." Alura's mind racing as she watched the red headed Angel of her dreams start her car. "What the hell am I doing just standing her. Fucking tell her already! You're going to lose her to this, this American." Screaming at her self with-in her own mind. She kinda laughed in her head for not being able to come up with anyting besides 'American' "I don't have any problems with any other American who visits my country but I certainly do not take well to someone who is trying to steal away my girl." She paused. "Well sorta my girl." Namine started to pull out of the driveway. "I can't let her do this..." With that Alura started to run down the driveway but was unable to catch up in her heels. She knew she had to take them off so she did, quickly, and continued running. "Good thing this is a long driveway going up to the property." She thought to herself as she caught up to the green Jaguar, XK Series. "Namine!" She yelled hoping she heard her.
The car slowed to a stop. "Were you chasing me?" Namine asked as she exited her car.
Bent over with her hands on her knees trying to catch her breathe, all Alura could do was nod.
"What it is that you had to stop me?" Asking the dark haired beauty, with a hint of curiousity in her voice.
"I, I..." Breathing deeper to help regain her composure. "I need to tell you something." Now standing looking at Namine.
Namine smiled she hardly ever got to see Alura during the day without her heels on. She only stood four feet twelve inches, to her own stature of five feet eight inches, Namine loved how fragile she was. Namine looked up the driveway and saw two white objects in the middle of it. "She took them off to catch me..." "And what is it?"
"I, well..." Pausing looking up at Namine's face. Quickly blerting out what was on her mind, cuz she knew if she didn't say it quickly she would back out. "I don't want you to go to this dinner with Jonathan, Namine. It isn't because I think he is a bad person or anything, I have met him, you know that. I just, well honestly it hurts seeing you well knowing you are with someone else. You don't even kiss my cheek good bye any more. I love You Namine. That night when i came into your room because of the storm, I was trembling because I wanted to finally tell you how I felt. But I couldn't because you asked if we would always be friends. I can't hold it in anymore. I am sorry if I messed things up. If you want me to just leave, I will understand. I just couldn't live with myself anymore. You are always on my mind and the past few months you have been pulling more and more away from me. I love you. I always have... I am sorry." Alura was now crying.
Namine stepped closer. She placed her hand on Alura's chin bringing her eyes to look at Namine's. Whiping away her tears she leaned forward and placed her lips onto Alura's lips. Alura sank deep into the kiss wandering if this was real. After Namine released her lips from her own she looked at her blue eyes and said aloud. "Eyes, I have always fallen into." She smiled. "Alura I have been waiting years to hear them words from your lips, Waiting what seemed like eternity to be able to kiss you." She pulled Alura close to her and sighed. With no more then a sweet whisper she said. "I have always loved you too, Alura."
Alura's heart rejoiced. "I am sorry it has taken me so long to tell you it is just, well with the way you have been acting towards me I was afraid of losing our friendship. I love you too much and even if i had to just be your firend it was so much better then not having you in my life at all."
"Don't be, Baby Girl. Everything is ok. I love you and you are my girl. I have always been yours, I have just been waiting for you." She kissed Alura passionatly again. "Now I have to go meet Jonathan. He is waiting for me."
With disbelief she looked up at her love. "I thought we were together now? Why are you still going?"
Namine smiled. "We are together Baby Girl, and I am still going to meet Jonathan's wife. This will be the first time I get to meet her. She has been in Cork up until now. She missed him too much and I told him if he needed a place to stay because of the project they could come here for a while. See he doesn't have enough money to continue to pay for a hotel here and bring her along with him. She was pleading for him to come home because she missed him. He was going to go back home for a few days, but I told him they could come here." She kissed Alura again. "I will never get tired of kissing you." "So you see I would like to meet his wife before she moves in."
"Wife?!" Alura repeated. "All this worrying for nothing. He is married." "I am sorry, I thought..."
"Don't worry." Namine examined Alura's face and asked. "You don't regret telling me do you?"
"Oh my NO!." Alura said. "What about there home in Cork?"
"It is payed for. They own it so there is nothing to worry about."
"Oh, Well you better get going." She stood on her tip-toes to kiss Namine one mroe time before she left. "I love you, Namine."
"I love you too, Baby Girl." She kissed her again, and started walking back to her car that was still running. "Now go get your shoes before someone backs out on them." Namine said with a laugh.
"Oh, My shoes!" Alura turned to go back for them. "Hey! Love!"
Namine peeked out of the car window. "Yes?"
Alura smiled as she walked backwards. "I love you! Have a good time, see you when you get home!"
"Thank you. I love you too!" Namine then drove off towards town.
Alura ran towards the house, making sure to grab her shoes on the way in the house. When she entered the house Aiden was walking up the stairs. He glanced down at her. "Why are you so cheery and what happened? Did your shoes finally break?"
She beamed a huge smile. "No they didn't I had to catch Namine before she left. I needed to take them off so I could catch her"
"Why?" He asked?
"Well we are together now." She said and her heart went a flutter. "Finally"
"It's about damn time." He laughed and went up the stairs.
"Oh, and get everyone together. We have to get one of the guest rooms ready. Jonathan and his wife will be staying with us for a little bit."
"Ok." He said turning around. "Wait he's married?"
"Yea, Who knew?" She laughed shruging her shoulders walking towards the kitchen to see if Luana needed any help.
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A/n hope it is good so far. and once again I am sorry for my horrid spelling. :-( you can leave me comments at the bottom of this page on the left there is a box to submit a comment. thanks. 33