When I woke up, to be fucking honest, I wasn't in a great mood. Georgia picked that up but didn't bother me much with asking what happened. She was a sensible woman and must've figured it out. Women tend to read men so easily and specially the one they care for. I didn't want to be doing what I was doing but it was like my mind had no control. All it would think of wanting Nika without knowing if she thought of me the same way or didn't feel a thing. I could feel an evil urge grow inside of me. I should've got my shit together while thoughts were only budding. I felt horrible to make Georgia feel like it was her fault so I thought of making up for it.
I reached my office and had a list of things to finish before I could plan the dinner. I searched for a few good places for wine and dine and decided to go for the one at the beach. They served great food with live music, attracting young crowd and the pleasant beach view. Georgia would love the place. I made a reservation for the next day thought I'd surprise pick her up from work and take her to the restaurant.
The day did not pass that easily as I wished it would. I only got aggressively tired. Thinking about Georgia parallel to my work and it was our date night. I picked Georgia as planned, I did secretly hope on seeing Nika but she wasn't there. She was confused and smiling when she saw me wait below her office.
"What are you doing here?" She asked.
"Surprise!" I laughed. I did it this time. Her mood seemed lit.
I didn't want to ask Georgia about her because, of course it might piss her off. "Fuck." I said to myself and we drove away. Georgia was confused about where we were headed. She kept chatting all our drive, kept guessing where were we headed and I played with her. As I pulled up the car, the view was mesmerizing. The place was lit with lights and some peppy music was playing. It was a great vibe. Georgia's joy had no bound. She jumped like a little girl and threw her arms around me. Our table was over looking the beach, music played at the back and light chatter of the crowd. It was dreamy. We were enjoying the evening and I was kinda proud of myself to plan it. After a while I got distracted by someone's laugh and she talked in a little high pitch, like she was a bit tipsy. What a fucking coincidence it was when I turned around and saw a girl in a short dress, her curly browns dancing when she shook her head, her fair cheeks turned rose pink and those lips I dreamed of kissing forever.