Coincidence

Marten

"Come Marten. Let me introduce you to Aleks."

I hold Mrs Cheong's hand on my arm as she guides me into an office. My heart skips a beat when I hear that name again. Aleks huh?

Is it a coincidence or am I meeting too many Aleks recently? "Of course, I would love to." I return her smile and put my free hand on top of her hand on my arm.

Knocking once, she pushes open the white double door and I'm once again enlighten by her presence. There she stands. Hair swinging as she turns around. One hand holding a phone to her ear and the other on her hips. She lets go of her bottom lip that she had been biting and replaces them with a smile.

Oh, how I wished to be the one biting those plum lips. Shiver runs down my entire body just at the simple thought of her lips.

"Hey, can I call you back later. Ok. Bye."

"Are we interrupting you Aleks dear?" Mrs Cheong lets go of my hand and walks forward to reach her already outstretched arms.

"Oh Mrs Cheong. Never."

Mrs Cheong chuckles and guides her eyes to follow where I stand with outstretched hand. "I don't know if you have met yet, but I'll like you to meet Marten here. A very good friend of Landon."

The smile slowly leaves her face and turns into a frown as her eyes fall on me. But mine never seems to cease. I cannot hold nor hide the happiness spewing out of me.

"Marten meet Aleks. A very good friend of Maeve. I wanted to introduce the two of you at the wedding, but everything happened..."

And I did not hear anything after that as my mind reels back to that time.

"Sorry."

But then a girl breezes past me, bumping into me. And I'm forced to turn around to have a look at her blonde hair flying behind her as she rushes into the hall we just existed. "Sorry I'm late. Don't tell me, I missed him? Oh damn."

Must be a friend of hers, I guess.

"We don't have all day Marts." I come out of my daze and shake my head before I jog the few steps to him...

A scoff leaves my lips as I'm reminded of our first meeting. Coincidence huh? Shaking it off, I extend my hand out for her. "Marten. Nice to finally meet you."

I could see her scoff inaudibly but nevertheless, takes my hand. Her skin feels soft against my rough palm, slender and warm. So, I end up holding it tighter as a strong feeling builds up.

As if I was finally home. So, this is what it feels like to be in love.

"Same here, Marten." My smile reaches the moon.

So, this is what feels like to realise, I am in love.