Forbidden Desire

Jason sat down on one of the chairs there, his shoulders slumped with the weight of his emotions. Doctor Kim approached him, placing his hand on Jason’s shoulder in a sign of comfort, offering silent support. Jason hid his face between his hands, bringing them up to his head, his distress palpable. His gaze wandered around the waiting room, his heartache evident, and my own heart broke to see him like this.

“So all this time…” Jason’s voice trailed off, filled with disbelief and anguish.

He gave a debauched smile, his hand falling heavily against his head in frustration.

“I’m such an idiot! All this time she’d been cheating on me and I didn’t realize it,” he muttered bitterly, his words laced with self-recrimination.

“Well, I think you need to talk about why she did it. Don’t take any hot-headed action and try to listen to what she has to say. Now I have to go because there’s a patient waiting for me,” Doctor Kim advised gently, offering wisdom in the midst of Jason’s turmoil.

They exchanged farewells with a handshake, and Jason sat there for a few minutes, lost in thought, grappling with his emotions. When he finally looked at me, his expression was one of resignation, and he offered a weak smile that didn’t reach his eyes, which were full of unshed tears. We left the office together, and he helped me into the car, his movements mechanical as he turned the vehicle around and got in. Staring at the steering wheel for a few seconds, he then leaned over it to hide his face, his anguish evident in the tension of his body. He banged his head lightly against the wheel three times before pulling away, his frustration boiling over.

“God damn it! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!” Jason’s voice was tinged with anger as a few tears streamed down his face, his emotions raw and unfiltered.

All I wanted was to console him, to offer him solace in his time of need, but I felt utterly helpless, unsure of how to ease his pain. Tentatively, I reached out and placed my hand on his arm, offering what little comfort I could.

“Hey! You’re not stupid,” I reassured him softly, my voice filled with empathy.

He surprised me by pulling me into a hug so tight I could barely breathe. I hugged him back, holding him close, and ran my hand down his neck, offering what little comfort I could. We stayed like that for a while, finding solace in each other’s embrace, the silence punctuated only by the sound of our breaths.

“Hungry?” Jason’s voice broke the silence, offering a brief respite from the weight of our emotions.

“Always,” I replied, grateful for the distraction.

He stopped at a drive-thru, and we ordered two hamburgers, fries, and two strawberry milkshakes. As he drove, I had no idea where we were going, but in the distance, I could smell the sea. He stopped at a spot with a beautiful view, and we sat in silence, lost in our thoughts as we ate. Unlike most people, the silence didn’t bother me; instead, it offered a sense of peace amidst the chaos of our emotions.

“What are you thinking about?” Jason’s voice broke the silence, his gaze searching mine.

I looked into his eyes, finding comfort in their warmth and sincerity.

“Nothing, I’m just letting go of bad thoughts and letting them pass like those clouds pass through the sky,” I replied, a sense of calm washing over me.

He smiled at me, his face relaxed and serene in the golden light of the setting sun. Not even Monalisa’s smile or Van Gogh’s sunflowers could compare to the beauty of his smile. The more I looked at him, the more I found myself drawn to him, captivated by his presence.

“With this lighting, his eyes are greenish,” I remarked, noticing the subtle change in the color of his eyes in the golden light.

“Really?” Jason’s voice was filled with curiosity as he met my gaze.

I nodded, a smile playing on my lips, and he smiled back, his eyes sparkling with warmth and affection. We spoke in hushed tones, our voices barely above a whisper, the only sound in the car the gentle lull of the sea in the distance.

“Yours is the same beautiful color as always, light as honey. It suits you,” Jason said softly, his words like a gentle caress.

“Yeah? Why is that?” I asked, touched by his compliment.

“Because you’re the sweetest, most transparent person I’ve ever met. Just like honey, you’re pure and that’s very charming,” he replied, his words sending a flutter through my heart.

My heart soared, and I melted at his words, feeling a warmth spreading through me. In that moment, everything felt perfect, and for a few hours, it was as if nothing else existed except the two of us. We stared at each other, our gazes speaking volumes, and when he moved closer to me, I found myself drawn to him, unable to resist the pull of his presence.

He brought his hand up to my face, his touch gentle and tender, and I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of his skin against mine. When I opened them again, he seemed just as mesmerized as I was, his gaze intense and unwavering. He closed the distance between us, his lips brushing against mine in a gentle caress, sending shivers down my spine.

He brought his hand to the nape of my neck, his touch feather-light as he entwined his fingers in my hair. His kiss was soft and sweet, like ripe fruit, and I found myself lost in the taste of him. Our kiss deepened, our tongues tangling in a slow, languid dance, each movement filled with a quiet intensity.

Our kiss grew more passionate, more urgent, and I lost myself in the sensations he was stirring within me. I didn’t know how long we stayed there, lost in each other, but when we finally pulled away, I felt as if I had touched the sky with my own hands. His smile, when he looked at me, was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, filling me with a sense of wonder and awe.

“Wow,” Jason breathed softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he tried to collect his thoughts.

“My little girl,” he murmured, pulling me close to him as we lay there, our fingers intertwined, finding solace in each other’s presence.

We lay there for what felt like an eternity, just enjoying the moment, until sleep overtook me, and I drifted off in his arms. When I woke up, the sun had set, casting a warm glow over everything, and I looked up to see Jason sleeping peacefully beside me. As he stirred awake, a weak smile graced his lips, and I couldn’t help but smile back, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me.

“What time is it?” Jason asked, his voice still heavy with sleep as he stretched.

“It’s after seven,” I replied, feeling a pang of regret as reality intruded upon our moment of peace.

“We have to go back,” Jason said, his expression changing as the weight of our situation settled upon him.

“Do we? We can’t escape to Brazil by car, can we?” I teased, trying to lighten the mood.

He laughed, his laughter filling the car with warmth, and pulled me into another kiss, his lips meeting mine with a fervor that took my breath away.

“With you kissing me like that, I feel like I can get to paradise,” he whispered against my lips, his voice filled with longing.

“Me too,” I replied, my heart overflowing with emotion as I gazed into his eyes, finding solace in the depths of his gaze.

As he started the car and we drove back to reality, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the unexpected connection we had found in each other. Despite the uncertainty of what lay ahead, I knew that as long as we were together, we could face whatever challenges came our way. And as we drove into the night, hand in hand, I felt a sense of hope stirring within me, knowing that with him by my side, anything was possible.

He stopped the car, and we drove off to the last place we wanted to go. He didn’t let go of my hand the whole way, and, as silly as it seemed, I was grinning from ear to ear. When he finally stopped at the door, his face seemed to change completely. I could feel all the tension that had taken hold of him.

“So? What are you thinking of doing?” I asked, my voice filled with concern.

He shrugged, his expression troubled, and took a deep breath.

“I’m going to confront her!”