Xander and Amelia: "September Days"

It was a rainy afternoon. September weather was always so. The trees danced away to some unknown wind and the sky was painted in shades of orange and pink. Amelia was walking slowly and  witnessed it all like some work of art. She smiled so as to clock in another day in finance. These were the moments, she thought, were she would drift away and remember who she really was; an artist.

The train station was filled with co workers who waited for the rain to go away. Most of them never brought umbrellas to work, just for the excuse to get some drinks before heading home. Amelia chuckled  because she understood. She stopped in her tracks near the glass door from the bar, because amidst all those people, there was one who stood out for her. His reddish hair shone more in the yellow light and his laughter was audible even outside. Xander was surrounded by a crowd, something that Amelia learned to shy away from. He noticed her at once and she smiled as if they alone were guardians of some secret. She waved at him and walked past the park towards her car and it did not surprise her to see his car next to hers.

Suddenly she heard someone jogging and turned around to see Xander making his way to her while getting all drizzled in rain drops. Something about that scene made Amelia laugh and as a result she waited for him under her red umbrella.

There they stood facing each other. People have been obsessed with scenes involving rain for centuries, something about the rain or perhaps the couple. Something about seeing a face you love as it searches yours in a totally magical rainy way. Yes, that was cheesy.

 Xander was too big for her small umbrella, which made fair excuse to be closer to Amelia and perceive her perfume; sweet and spicy. He smiled mischievously as he wondered if Amelia was at all like her choice of fragrance. He had been wrong about her before, he was sure that every time he figuratively placed her in a box, she went ahead and crushed the image with spectacular grace.

Amelia remembered how earlier in the day she tried to avoid him. Pretty naive on her part considering how closely they worked together. But here he was, inches away from her. Amelia didn't plan what was coming next, Xander had an idea, one he was desperate for.

No words were spoken. Only touch.
Sometimes words are overrated.
Touch is genuine, touch is universal.

Hands explored the edges and corners of her shoulders. Timid at first, as if unveiling a work of art.  Her face was near his neck inhaling  his perfume until it made her tipsy with desire. She felt warm and radiant under the rain and wind. These september days are always rainy and expectant.

Her red umbrella flew way and with it all her doubts and past inhibitions. They both knew what was coming next and the idea was too consuming. Such a simple thing, lips entwine and sparks fly. Amelia teased around his neck with her lips. Xander cupped her chin and made her lock eyes.

"Amelia, look at me"

She knew the moment she raised her eyes at him, the past would be forgotten. She knew that passion was truly what she needed. Law was right, someday someone would make her burn with an  unknown fire. Law was right...it was Xander.

She looked into the eyes of the man she hardly knew but was desperate to be close to. She finally let someone in. Xander smiled and slowly leaned down and kissed her. Their lips explored lightly as if testing the waters. The temperature was right, the water levels were getting deeper and hot.

It was a rainy afternoon, but nothing could possibly put their fire out. Trust me, you wouldn't want to try. It was passionate, anyone could have told you that. Anyone including Roberto from accounting who just happened to be walking by.

"Evening Xander, Amelia. Tough day at work, huh?"

No one answered back. No one stared at poor Roberto from boring accounting. No one else existed for these two. But surely Monday morning would prove to be an interesting tale.