Stability

Stability
Meera~

"Ouchhh...don't tie the band too tight it hurts, Meera". I dropped the brunette hair of this fifteen year old girl who is clearly getting on my nerves now.

"What do you want Elsie? You are going to meet your boyfriend only. Not some president...just keep your hair down " I said.

I was irritated. I have been doing her hair for the past one and half hour and every time I make something she has to undo it.

"Did I hear boyfriend? Who got a boyfriend? " I heard the familiar masculine voice and shut my eyes. Shit. He wasn't supposed to hear that.

"Oh...Elsie's teacher has got a new boyfriend...she was just filling me in with some gossip". I said trying to cover up for her. Miller doesn't like his daughter dating. Just like a typical father.

Suddenly he pulled me by my waist and placed his lips against mine. Sucking , nibbling and biting he did all "just put a ring on her finger already...dad" he nipped on my lower lips.

He withdrew himself back and placed a kiss on my forehead "only if she agrees...and no boyfriends. I am keeping an eye on you, always remember El".

He walked out of the room before giving an scornful eye to his daughter and I sighed. Marriage and family is just not for me. I have realised that five years ago.

But do I like playing home with Miller and Elsie? Yes I love it. They have been my calm, the people who rescued me from ruining myself further.

They are my home now. And marriage isn't necessary to have a certification of being the part of a family.

"Meera do I like good?" Elsie asked and there were so many doubts about herself in her warm brown eyes, same as her late mother's.

I walked towards her and cupped her cheeks "you look fabulous El. Just be yourself and guyz are Jerk no matter the age. So, if he troubles you and behaves badly you know what you have to do...? "

She giggled "I will tell him that my dick is bigger than yours, come and suck it" she completed the sentence and I patted her head in appreciation.

If her dad listens what I have been teaching her he will scold both of us. But what can I do? I like being a bad mouth. Men can really go and suck their own dicks.

"And please call me as soon as you reach and leave." I said and wiped the smudge gloss from the side of her lips. I kissed her temple "I love you" I said and she said it back before rushing out of the room.

I tied my hair into a low bun and walked out of her room to go to make some filter coffee for me.

"Make one for me too please and tomorrow some important clients are coming can you please bring some of your pastries to the office for them".

Five years ago I flew to Amsterdam with whatever the savings I had with me. And now I am a chef at Miller's restaurant which is also near by his company.

"I will".

I handed him his coffee while he worked on his laptop. And I sat near him reading an article about how this no sweet consumption propaganda is targeted towards women.

"Be ready at sharp seven. We are going on a date". He said and I quirked my brows at him "what...I want to eat at this new Chinese place".

He walked past me and I smiled shaking my head. I know his idea of date that would end up us having sex and call it a night.

But who am I to say no to it? I am just gonna put on my hot dress, the ones he brought for me.

I and Miller bonded because we both love the people who we can't be with anymore. His wife Violeta died when Elsie was just nine and a year later I came into their life.

I knew no one in Amsterdam. I was alone and heartbroken. I had just left the man I love the most. But that day in the park when I held Elsie who was crying because she lost her dad and I helped her in finding him. And after that day I haven't spend a single day without this father and daughter duo.



I hurriedly buckled up my Louboutins and walked out of my room as I heard the honk sound. He is here.

I opened the main gate and found him already leaning against the car in beige sweater and royal blue denims. His eyes racked over my body and I could feel heat rising upto my cheeks.

I am wearing the burgundy off shoulder knit dress. It was clinging on my body like a second skin.

I walked towards him and pecked him on his lips "you look so beautiful" I smiled at him and only could see genuinity in his hazel green eyes.

He opened the door for me and I settled on the passanger seat. He started the car and drove off.

With Miller nothing is complicated. He makes me stable. He is sweet and such an amazing person. Violeta was indeed a lucky woman.

My heart doesn't ache anymore in memories of him. Maybe life is really about moving on and keep going on in life.



I hooked my arms between his and we walked inside the new restaurant. The ambiance was nice, with dim lights and red lanterns. There were things written in chinese text.

As we walked further my feet halted in the midst as I saw the familiar back. The same edges...no, it's not him. I am just hallucinating.

I averted my gaze from the man's back and looked at Miller. I pecked on his cheek grabbing his attention and he grinned at me.

I tried not to look at him again but the involuntarily rapid beats of my heart and the tears in my eyes compelled me to look at that man again. Icould feel the same intensity in my body whenever he used to be near me.

My heart skipped a beat and a shaky breath escape from my mouth as I saw same baby blue eyes looking at me.

"Abram--" a whisper of his name escape from my mouth and my eyes widened in fear.

I watched his body falling onto the ground with a loud thud, his gaze never averting from me.

"Pigeon--".



God, I just love the intensity of Abram and
Meera's love for each other. I wish one day a man would faint for me too just by seeing me.

Thank you.

Love Pia.