Healed by the Scottish beauty

Chapter Three - Open Marriage??!

Samuel’s P.O.V

“No…I am not taking another photo, we have enough selfies.” I laughed covered my face

The day had turned out to be really good, it was making me feel better she was a fun girl to be around, well minus the part where she was camera happy. I have never known someone to take as many photos…not only selfies but of everything that is going on around us.

“Why do you take as many photos?” I asked curious

“I am studying art and photography at the Paris College of Art.” She giggled “Plus I like photos, they don’t change even if the people and the things in them do…I like capturing stills of the moment.” She gushed

“You have a point there, least they will never change.” I said sadly

I have been laughing and smiling a lot today, something I thought I would never do again, well anytime soon but it was the affect she had on me, actually on everyone. She smiled at everyone who went by, every single one of them smiling back at her…her smile was cutaneous.

“It does get better Samuel…I promise.” She said softly

“I hope you are right Nicola.” I smiled “But thank you for today, I needed this.” I added

“You are very welcome.” She said brightly hugging me

I found myself hugging her back, tightly. I needed the hug and she must have sensed this because she held me just as tight. I had to pull away after a moment though before I broke down, that would be embarrassing and I was beginning to feel awkward.

“Sorry…” I said looking at the ground

“Don’t be…I get it Samuel.” She smiled

I looked up at her, smiling back and nodding. She linked her arm through mine again and we started walking again. I still don’t know why she is bothering with me, I am not exactly the best company at the moment.

“So what are your plan for tonight?” I asked her as we strolled along, wanting to get the attention of me and my dismay for a little while.

“I am hanging out with you.” She smiled

She is? When was this arranged? I am sure she has better things to do that spent her night with me.

“You are?” I chuckled

“Yup! You and I are gonna go for dinner…” She said

“Do you not have better things to do than hang out with me and my depressive state?” I said

I never wanted her feeling like she had to spend all her time with me because she felt sorry for me.

“Nonsense I wanna keep you company. I don’t really have many people here, a couple of friends from College but we only see each other at College.” She said “So I could be doing with the company too.” She added

“OK. I will have dinner with you in one condition…I pay. My way of saying thank you for today.” I smiled

“I don’t mind paying my own way.” She shrugged

I was old fashioned that way, the man always pays for things like dinner. It was the way I was brought up. Yes I love when a woman is independent but when it comes to things like dinner or any sort of date I believe that man should pay. Not like this is a date but you know where I am going for this right? I was raised to be a gentleman…I treated my wife like a Queen and she loved it, I never minded because I loved her but at the same time she never worked a day in her life. I made enough money for both of us and she let it be that way.

“Please let me pay for dinner, my way of saying thank you?” I said

“OK but only if you let me buy you coffee right now.” she said raising her brow

I went to tell her no but she had the same stern look on her face from last night when she said she was coming to meet at my hotel. I decided not to argue and nodded my head instead.

“Come on then…” She smiled leading us to towards one of the many coffee shops

She headed inside placing the orders and I waited outside keeping our table. As I did my phone started ringing…her! As in my wife, soon to be ex - wife hopefully. She had tried calling me five times already today but I ignored them but this time I decided to answer, just to tell her to f**k off.

“What?” I hissed answering the phone

“Where the hell are you? I haven’t heard from you in two f*****g days Sammy.” She snapped

Is she being real right now? She is lecturing me?

“Where I am is none of your business now, we are done.” I hissed

“Come on baby, I said I was sorry.” She said sounding annoyed

“And you think that makes it OK? You have been having a f*****g affair behind my back for two years…two damn years! You were on the pill even though you told me you weren’t, made me believe we were trying for a baby. You broke my f*****g heart Abby…you are acting like what you done was no big deal. Christ you are still seeing him, what do you expect that I am still going to be with you and let you be with him too?” I said

“Would that be so bad? An open marriage.” She said

She did not just go there? An open marriage really? If I wanted to screw around I would never have got married.

“You are delusional Abby and as soon as I back in the states I am filling for divorce.” I snapped hanging up.

I slammed my fist against the table, making everyone look at me, actually they were probably already looking at me after my shouting and anger. I switched my phone off, knowing she would call back and keep calling back. I looked up seeing Nicole standing there.

“I got our coffees to go…come on.” she said giving me a small smile

I was glad of that because I was embarrassed with myself with the way I acted in front of all these people. I apologized to them all before we left.

“Guessing that was her?” She asked

“Yes. Sorry you seen me like that. I am not an angry person, I don’t usually have a temper but right now that is all I feel…anger.” I said sighing, running my fingers through my hair

“You don’t need to apologize to me for that Samuel.” She said “You wanna come back to mine, we can have our coffee and have a chat?” She added

“Yes please I don’t need another outburst like that in a public place.” I said

She handed me my coffee, giving me a quick side hug and led us back towards her place. I need the space and time to calm down, she seems to have a way of calming me down. I am going to have to call my parents, tell them if they want me to use email or something because I am not putting my phone back on, not for a few days at least. I couldn’t deal with Abby again, not after that. How did it get to this? She loved me at one point right? I am beginning to wonder now. It was never meant to be this way, we were meant to spend the rest of our lives together. I guess she wanted something better…something new and someone that was not me.