Garnet sat sipping a glass of red wine at the new oak dining table that the constructors had fixed. She listened to her mother chatter like a little bird while they worked on the invitations, menu and decor ideas that the party planner had brought for their approval for the party that they would be holding in the upcoming weekend. Her mother was excited to once again be able to step into the role of a hostess and it was almost infectious if not for the gnawing anxiety which had been turning in the pit of her stomach since that night when Thor had turned around and gone back into the night probably into his lover’s arms.“I am so excited, we will definitely invite the Glen’s also.” Beth said, her eyes shining with excitement at the thought of inviting the people who had believed that their family was doomed forever.She was going to throw the most elaborate party and would be the most excellent host. This was all due to Thor’s money and she had to admit that she was still stunned that
It was finally the day of the party and there was an energy in the air as staff went about putting finishing touches to the elaborate event. The guests were due to arrive in about an hour, Garnet was in her room along with her mother and the make up artist was putting finishing touches to her face and hair yet, Thor had still not made an appearance.He had not called, he had not shown up at the house, she had gone to the office everyday, anxious for him to summon her to his office but it had been crickets and at this point she was worried that he was in a ditch dead somewhere or plotting some evil plan that would badly burn her family. “I can not believe that Thor has not come or even tried to call to find out how far along we have gone with the preparations for the party.” Garnet complained and her mother who had been trying to decide on a jewelry set to wear that evening stopped rifling through the drawers and turned to look at Garnet.“What would you rather have happened? Would it
Thor glanced in amusement at the colors which had been chosen especially for the party. He knew without a doubt that Garnet was responsible for this, she had probably been mad at his disappearance and she wanted to upset him by choosing his least favorite colors, he wondered what other special considerations she had made for the party on his behalf. Well two could play this game that she wanted to play, he was very happy to oblige her.Garnet bit her lip and wondered about the wisdom of her little childish tantrum, of course Thor’s watchful eyes had not missed her special touch on the decor. Now that he was here she no longer thought that it was a good idea but she straightened her back and decided to stand by her decisions even if they came back to bite her. There was a little Orchestra band which had set up on a platform that had been created for them and were playing some music. Garnet pretended not to notice the raised eyebrow Thor had sent in her direction and turned with a smile
The air hung heavy with the scent of jasmine and the joyful thrum of laughter from the revelling partygoers in the ballroom. From the corner of his eye Thor watched as his wife and Bill left the hall hand in hand, with a charming smile he managed to extricate himself from Laverne and Andrea’s hold.He knew Garnet was feeling humiliated and hurt thanks to his actions but he shrugged off the creeping concern and told himself that the pain in her eyes did not bother him. After all, he was only paying back what they had given him. Her family must be stupid to think he would be so generous with them after how they had treated him all these years, this was just the beginning because he intended to make them pay for all they had done to his family.Having excused himself from the boisterous crowd and its endless rounds of clinking champagne flutes and music, Thor silently followed Bill and Garnet into the moonlit embrace of the garden. Even though it had seemed like he had not being paying at
Ignoring the guests curious glances at them Thor took Garnet up to their room and dropped her on her feet and Immediately he did that she rushed back into his arms, startling him with the fierceness of her touch and hug.“What are you doing?” He said as he put his hands on her shoulders and tried to pull her away but she stuck to him like glue.“Please touch me, relieve this fire, please I beg you Thor.” She moaned feverishly while struggling to loosen his tie then proceeding to the buttons of his shirt.Thor grabbed a hold of her hands and stopped her from proceeding and she looked pitifully at him for a moment before rising to her feet and trying to kiss him. He was stunned by her behavior but he held her down to prevent her from kissing him.He had thought that all her theatrics was just because she wanted to distract him from what she had been doing in the garden but her actions made him realize it was more than that. The Garnet he knew would never throw herself in his arms and beg
The first sensation was warmth. Not the sun-drenched kind, but a clinging, insistent heat that seemed to emanate from the center of her being and radiate outwards. Garnet stirred, muscles protesting against the unfamiliar position she found herself in. Disorientation gnawed at the edges of her mind, a cottony fog obscuring the memory of how she'd ended up sprawled across a vast, silk-sheeted bed, nestled against the hard contours of a chest rising and falling with steady breaths.Then came the scent. Spice and musk, a heady mix that sent a jolt through her, prickling the hairs on her arms and tightening the knot in her gut. It was unmistakably Thor’s scent, magnified, amplified to an almost nauseating intensity.Panic, cold and sharp, cut through the fog. Garnet's eyes flew open, slamming against the dusky light filtering through heavy drapes. Her gaze landed on the strong line of Thor’s jaw, the dark stubble that dusted his cheekbones. His arm was draped over her waist, heavy and pos
A mug of lukewarm coffee sat untouched in Garnet’s hand, the steam swirling into the air like wisps of guilt. Shame gnawed at her insides, its acidic bite worse than any hangover she had ever experienced.Yesterday, fueled by a concoction of paranoia and anger, she had accused Bill of drugging and taking advantage her. The words, harsh and accusatory, hung in the air like thunderclouds, threatening to unleash a storm of righteous anger. But the storm never came. Thor as usual, calm and unflinching even in the most treacherous moments had simply gone and gathered all the evidence he could find and displayed it before unceremoniously kicking Laverne out of their lives. After that he had disappeared, leaving her to wonder where he had gone and she had gone home after work waiting for him to return. She had spent all night pacing about and wondering where he was. The truth had at last laid to rest the seed of paranoia which had taken root deep in her mind from the first time she had met
In a cafe downtown far far away from all the pretty and pricey cafes that she normally frequented, Andrea sat waiting patiently at a table with its chipped edges in a corner of the room where she could see whoever came into the cafe but she was not seen even though her dark sunglasses did not make her look inconspicuous because it was a little weird to see someone wearing glasses indoors. Soon her phone rang and she looked at the phone and looked outside and saw Bill looking around in confusion then she picked up the phone.“You are in front of the right cafe, just come inside, I am sitting on the last table at the other end of the window.” She directed.Bill came in and looked in the direction she had described and he sat opposite her then looked around at the questionable environment while Andrea beckoned to the waitress.“What would you like?” She asked when she came before them and pulled out a notebook from her yellowed apron.“I am fine.” Bill said in disgust when he looked at h