A/N this chapter islonger than the last because of the shortness of the last one. Sadiq is turkey he is quite smoking LOL well enjoy asian new year and valntines day darlings wish me luck with my bf

The look he gave me was similar to a snake shooting poison. But we all knew if he were to hit or slap me it would be the end to his social status. Even pimply cubicle girl would feel superior to a boss that hit other people. He slid his finger on his neck like a knife baring his sharp teeth looking wolfish. What was his problem? I smiled daringly waving his warning off. Feliciano smiled linking his arm into mine and taking me to the parking lot. Gilbert shook his head in disapproval. Feliciano merely asked, "Is it ok if Ludwig crashed a night." Gilbert laughed aloud nodding yes, but I could tell he was not happy with me at all.

Feliciano's car was a shiny red convertible with warm leathery seats. We chatted on the way to his home, rain beginning to pound the car window. The conversation began to slip away the car getting colder from the impending rain. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket ignoring the rumbles instead chatting away continuously to Feliciano.

The golden light ignited by Feliciano's lamp made his apartment look like a god given gift. I shook with delight at the sight of shelter from the freezing night. The moon gleamed like a sad mirror in the sky, and the stars twinkling with a soulful glow. The outside of Feliciano's apartment was adorned with buckets and topiaries of huge beautiful flowers glowing at you. The place looked like a little piece of heaven under the heavy atmosphere.

The brunette unlocked his door opening to his cozy apartment. Everything about it reminded me of home. The cozy sofa, the simple wood tables, the yellow lamps glowing like fairies above me. He served me a cup of cappuccino and flicked on the large plasma television. The TV began to blab but all I could hear was the sound of the rain. Every word out of Feliciano's mouth was a blur to me until they ended up in mine. His lips were warm and tasted of vanilla. I positioned myself more comfortably. I bit in more devouring the kiss like a starved animal. He was the first to let go. I guess my look of my disappointment shone through, because he giggled obviously amused. He pulled me onto the sofa grabbing a blanket to cover both of us. We talked about our personal thoughts and wishes.

How we wanted someday to open a little flower shop. How he wished people weren't so judgemental of each other. I think I might have fallen in love with him that night. I decided to truly soak in the image of him. His brown curly hair, his innocent eyes, his gently parted lips, the way the light seemed to make his face sparkle with true happiness. I couldn't help but smile myself. We snuggled under the blanket sipping on our cappuccinos until dawn itself fell on us.

I fell asleep with the last image of him sleeping. My dream were filled with the little brunette. We were at the zoo, feeding animals, at the beach playing in the sand. I had a feeling we were going to be together for a long time. And that truly made me happy. The way I felt with "Fe" felt completely different then I was with Gilbert

Gilbert ran sexy shivers down my spine, he was in control, but I felt different with Fe. It was like we were both on the same tempo. Gilbert..OH CRAP what would think or so when I go back, he would be so mad. Fear striked me like a hollow bell, all my belongings including my not very filled wallet, passport and suitcase were all in his possession. I guess all I could do now was go and apologize to the arrogant bastard. Feliciano was still sleeping soundly on the couch, the sight of him made me grin goofily.

I quietly tip toed to the front door grabbing my jacket and shoes in both hands. I left a sorry and see you later note with my number on the table. I waved a final goodbye to my infatuation. Even the flowers seemed to bow goodbye as I left the little sanctuary. Calling a taxi with the icy wind biting at my chapped skin was not incredibly enjoyable. But I felt light remorse for Gilbert, though he was kind of a bastard he gave me a bed to sleep in comforted me and I left him like a foolish teenager with no true experience. He really did deserve a sorry even though my pride swelled like a puffer fish at the atrocious idea.

Finally a dirty beaten taxi drove over with a smoking, yet also smoking hot driver. His name tag hung loosely on his worn out leather jacket. "Sadiq" welcomed me with the warmth of ice. His grumbled get in was barely audible and his smoking was starting to get to me. The dark clouds loomed over the sky threatinng to cry, the radio was playing old love songs. I gulped realizing I did not have my wallet. Sadiq gave me an annoyed luck. "I drove you fifteen miles kid where's the money." He glared. I shook my head apologizing profusely. He handed me a card with a phone number and address." Be at room number sixty eight you'll repay me that way." He whistled speeding away. What the hell had I just got myself in.