how
you met Anna?”
Zach smiled. “It is. About...three years ago,
I believe. We lived in the same apartment building as well.”
Kurt’s jaw clenched. “I see. Well, if you
will excuse us....” Kurt steered Anna away from the couple and back
towards Wilhelm. “He hurt you,
ja
?” he asked quietly.
Anna nodded. “He’s very cruel.”
“Anyone can see that if they look at him,” he
growled. “I remember Alex mentioning his name. I cannot believe he
is in political office.”
“Devin said he was grooming him for several
years.”
Kurt rolled his eyes. “No wonder your country
is the mess that it is. If that is the type of man Devin thinks
should be running the country....”
They returned to Wilhelm and the three of
them made their way into the theater. Anna couldn’t hide her smile
as they passed by the doors Kurt had pulled her through the last
time. She glanced up at Kurt, who watched her with sparkling eyes.
He leaned down and kissed her and then caught up with Wilhelm.
Wilhelm glanced back and gave an approving nod to his son.
Yes
, Anna thought to herself,
Kurt has definitely changed
.
Their seats were in a box slightly to the
right of center stage. Anna suppressed a whimper when she saw Zach
and his wife sitting in the box next to their own. Kurt kissed her
cheek and took the seat closer to Zach, shielding her from Zach’s
view.
Kurt put his arm protectively around Anna’s
shoulders and kissed her temple. She sighed contentedly and leaned
against him, ready to enjoy a pleasant evening. Kurt wouldn’t let
anything happen to her.
*****
“Anna, do you want to come back to the hotel
with us...with me?” Kurt asked softly as they waited outside for
their limo.
Anna looked up into his eyes and smiled.
“Yes,” she whispered.
A grin spread across Kurt’s face.
“
Gut
.”
Chapter Five
“You two go on up to the room,” Wilhelm said
as they walked into the hotel lobby. “I think I will have a drink
at the bar.”
“Wilhelm...,” Anna began, but he shook his
head.
“
Nein, Liebling,
you go with Kurt,”
he said gently.
She nodded slowly and then allowed Kurt to
lead her to the elevators. Her heart pounded nervously as they rode
upstairs and walked into the suite.
“Did you want something to drink,
Engel?”
Kurt asked softly, closing the door behind
them.
Anna shook her head. Why was she nervous?
She’d slept with hundreds of men. Why was he different?
Because he is different. He’s not “other
men.” He’s Kurt.
Kurt took her hand and led her through the
hotel suite to an adjacent bedroom. He closed the door softly
behind him and gave her a tender look.
“Anna, I do not want you to feel obligated to
do anything.”
“I...don’t feel obligated, Kurt. I want to.”
She took a deep breath. “I want to be with you.”
Kurt grinned and stepped forward to take her
into his arms and kiss her soundly.
*****
He stood at the window again, hair pulled
back into a low ponytail. The breeze that snuck through the open
window caught a few strands of loose hair caught in his neatly
trimmed golden beard. He wore his blue denim shirt untucked from
his jeans. The shirtsleeves were rolled up to his elbows, showing
the muscles in his forearms tightening and loosening as he grasped
the windowsill with his big hands.
He sighed and ran his right hand through
his hair. A ring on his finger caught the sunlight as he did so and
the golden reflection made her blink. He mumbled to himself and
turned away from the window. He froze when he saw her.
“Schatzi?” His eyes glistened with tears
as he stepped toward her. “Anna....” He stopped a few feet away
from her, clenching and unclenching his fists as if uncertain of
what to do.
She stared at him, knowing he wasn’t
real, but wishing with all her heart that he was. “Why did you
leave me?” she whispered as tears spilled down her cheeks. “Why did
you abandon me to him?”
“I’m so sorry, mein Schatzi. I didn’t
mean to. I
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