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  THICK SURPRISE

  A ROMANCE NOVEL

  OLIVIA SAINT

  OLIVIA SAINT PUBLISHING

  CONTENTS

  Introduction

  Free Gift

  1. Chapter 1

  2. Chapter 2

  3. Chapter 3

  4. Chapter 4

  5. Chapter 5

  6. Chapter 6

  7. Chapter 7

  8. Chapter 8

  About the Author

  INTRODUCTION

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  CHAPTER 1

  Her hands trembled in an irregular and uncontrolled way; it could easily be noticed as she held the cup of coffee with some uncertainty. Her eyes transmitted a dark and full of fear, so it was clear that whatever he was doing in that place was not just passing the time or enjoying that steaming cup of coffee without sugar that was right in front of her .

  Her gaze was the window to his soul, which seemed to be being eaten away by a rather deep and intense pain, or maybe she was just going through one of the most difficult stages that had happened in her life. The waiter who had brought the coffee order to the table that Amelia occupied that afternoon had noticed the same attitude of the woman in every opportunity that attended that coffee located at the end of the street.

  It was not the most luxurious place, with the most obvious comforts or with the most personalized attention, but that woman was always at the same time with the same attitude and the same order of black coffee without sugar. The curiosity of the workers of that coffee had developed a lot in those days in which Amelia shared in a rather strange way with a subject that used to arrive a few minutes after her.

  Her punctuality was unwavering; she was always willing to sacrifice anything to fulfill the commitment to arrive at the scheduled time at any appointment. Perhaps, this was one of the elements that had given her a great amount of success in her career, since she was known for her responsibility and dedication. Amelia, with her reddish hair, red lips, and mascara in her eyes, anxiously awaits the arrival of her companion, who has been delayed 10 minutes more than necessary.

  She looks at her watch with some impatience and compares it to the clock in that coffee, which is located at the top, just above an old jukebox where a Billy Idol song plays. While a little while ago, he decides to stand up and walk to that video artifact and select a song that fits more in the moment. Check the different options and is interrupted abruptly by a young voice and a little funny.

  - If you want to select any of James Brown, they are not working.

  He could see some discomfort in Amelia's face, since, she was not looking for any kind of advice or support from any of the employees of that place. It seemed that he had approached her with all the intention of looking for some conversation, since the place was completely desolate and it was only she who was there at that moment. She was not the most beautiful woman in the city, but there was something about her that greatly aroused men's attention.

  Amelia had a deep and interesting look, radiating intelligence and a certain enigma, something that seemed irresistible to those around her. This was only a boy of about 21, very thin and with greasy hair, who had approached her without even knowing why.

  -
Thanks for your indication. Anyway, I do not like James Brown.

  - I could recommend some to you if you wish. I know absolutely by heart all the songs that this old jukebox contains. It is like my family.

  - I think I can manage on my own. Again, I thank you for your attention, but I would like to have a little time alone. - The woman replied.

  This had left a clear signal about what Amelia's intentions were at that moment, so, the boy could just turn around and walk back to the bar. He received the jokes and comments from his colleagues, who seemed to have made some bet to determine if he could have contact with that mysterious woman or not.

  Amelia took the time to select a song, more minutes had passed than she had expected and had already begun to get quite nervous and anxious. She felt great pressure in her chest, and having limited time, she knew that she could not wait in that cafe forever.

  Her finger pressed the button, and a song by Brian Adams began to play instantly. Her eyes closed and she began to enjoy the music as she leaned on the jukebox. Suddenly, the door of that cafe suddenly opened, finding herself face to face with the man she had been waiting for, she had really thanked fate for having made her coincide with him once more.

  Amelia had been wrong at some point in her life, having contracted marriage with a man who had dazzled her enormously at some point in her past. Perhaps he had made the wrong decision, but this decision had earned him beautiful daughters, an enviable life and insurmountable memories.

  But, in spite of all the value that she gave to all these details that had formed her life and had built her existence up to that moment, there was a necessary element of her past that was still latent and that in one way or another she wanted to explore and know.

  - Sorry I arrived late, good song you have selected. - Manuel said as he took off his jacket right in front of Amelia.

  - What are you doing here? Rite must be coming.

  - I know very well that he will not come, you have not invited him here. Or am I wrong?

  It was all about a simple game, Amelia tried to keep the rules of that dynamic in which both had been hospitalized days ago. Manuel simply was part of that curious past and represented an alternative that perhaps that woman could have taken, and her life would have simply changed course drastically.

  Many times, she spent the night questioning about what she had done wrong, since, the success of her relationship with Rito had gone to waste, everything had been monotonous, chaotic and although it was a secret for many, it had been a complete failure.

  - Do you remember that song?

  They both fell silent for a moment and listened with great pleasure to the lyrics of "Please Forgive Me" by Bryan Adams.

  - How to forget that song? Every time I hear it the only person I can think about is you.

  It was impossible for Amelia not to blush, since the blue eyes that Manuel gave her always left her without any possibility of defense. That gentleman with long hair that reached up to his eyebrows, combed his hair a little and smiled, finishing disarming it at that precise moment.

  After multiple coincidences throughout her life, Amelia had taken the last crucial decision that could define her future, leaving those coincidences that in the past had reunited her with Manuel, to become episodes forced and generated by herself. She wanted to be in control of absolutely everything that surrounded her, she did not like to leave the possibilities to the statistics, since, she was completely capable of having absolute control of each element, and when it was not, she felt really frustrated.

  - What do you think if we go to the table? - Manuel said as he took Amelia's hand.

  Despite the fact that many anecdotes had passed between them, it was impossible not to shudder every time the subject touched her, so when she felt the brush of the skin of her fingers on her hand, that woman felt an electric shock that ran through her. completely every square millimeter of your being.

  - You have very cold hands. Do you feel good? - Asked the kind gentleman with deep voice.

  - Yes, it's just that I'm still not used to the idea of you being next to me.

  The music was still playing and it was the perfect environment to be able to wrap them in a lot of sensations that they experienced at that precise moment. That coffee had become their main accomplice, and although Amelia still did not get used to lies and deception, she had had to take these attitudes to finally be able to be a happy and partially free woman inside.

  In the past he had had the perfect opportunity to develop a life with Manuel, but, a bad decision had led directly to a completely different outcome. That man she thought would grow old and have a successful and happy family has gradually turned into something completely dark. His violent episodes full of anger and frustration, had left as a result of aggressions that went beyond the physical.

  Amelia was not willing to continue to endure these wounds that were generated in the depths of his soul and spirit, which were infringed by the man to whom she had given his love and all his self-denial. The father of his daughters has become his main enemy, although she did not want to see him from this perspective, it was absolutely clear that there was no future to look for in that relationship.

  Life seemed to be constantly signaling to Amelia that Manuel was the true option she needed to consider in order to be happy, but the continued denial and respect for her schemes did not let her move towards this possibility of becoming the woman she had always dreamed of. . Amelia is an admirable woman in her work environment, very successful, cataloged as an exemplary mother, a waterlogged wife and a responsible daughter who is responsible for keeping their parents in the best conditions, who have a fairly advanced age.

  Being perfect in all aspects seemed to be the only priority and goal of Amelia, who had sacrificed her own happiness in order to please the rest. It seemed that this scheme of life had begun to transform gradually, since, she was not willing to continue allowing others to go over their satisfaction in order to get what they wanted from her.

  Manuel was part of this process of transformation, and despite having belonged to a distant past, now had become that element of his present that filled her with hope and made her feel alive.

  - I thought you were not coming. - Amelia said.

  - There was more traffic than I expected. I'm sorry I made you wait. I know how much you hate doing it.

  - When it comes to you, everything is very different. I do not know what is happening to me.

  - The more you fight against what you feel, the more you wear out and run out. You must let everything flow naturally.

  Manuel touched her hand, but this time he squeezed with great force, providing absolute security for that woman who had the unwavering support and support of that corpulent man who was in front of her. Amelia was not a woman who characterized herself for making too many mistakes, since she used to calculate each movement in great detail to avoid future regrets.

  She was completely sure that what she was doing could have devastating consequences in the future, since she had been moving on dark trails of lies and deception. At times, she felt that she would collapse, since she was not prepared to endure being discovered and ending up with the reputation she had worked so hard to build. Manuel was simply a relief, or at least this was what she had thought at first.

  Her company, her warmth, her security and the confidence she had given him made her feel as if she were in the best stage of her marriage. While talking with Manuel, an instinctive movement made her palpate her arm at the elbow, something that quickly caught the attention of her partner.

  - What's happening to you? Does It hurts? Have you hurt yourself? - She asked him.

  - No, it's nothing. How is your coffee?

  Terrible, I do not know why you like this place so much. They serve a coffee that leaves a lot to be desired. - Manuel said while taking a sip of the disgusting fluid.

  - His face speaks for itself, since, the bitter taste in his mouth was evident.

  - You know very well
why I like to come here. Nowhere do they have a jukebox like this one.

  - Yes it's correct. Your love for music can not be compared to anyone else's.

  They both stared at each other and detailed their faces. It seemed they never got tired or bored with tracing each other's features. For Amelia, it seemed to be a kind of hobby to discover some detail or some line in the face of that subject with pronounced eyebrows and large eyes, who occupied a large part of her dreams and fantasies for some time. Although fate had been responsible for removing them for a long time, by chance, it made them coincide in different situations that were completely unlikely.

  The signs that Amelia had seen had aroused some curiosity in her, since, she did not understand how it was possible that after so much time had passed, she still felt nervous at every opportunity that Manuel appeared. This feeling became a little less intense with the passage of time, but she still felt nervous being close to him, because she did not know to what extent she could control herself and remain solid before the amount of burning desires that this gentleman aroused in her. .

  It was impossible for this woman to get rid of that great amount of guilt that she had developed in wanting to have this man in her bed, since, in a couple of past episodes, she had succumbed to the desire, allowing this man kiss her lips in a passionate way, something that, with the successive meetings was increasing in level to finish completely naked fucking with that old love of college in the bed of an old hotel.