Love beyond time

Sometimes all it takes is one look to bewitch someone.

Tara was that someone.

She fell for the bad boy from one single look. She, the good girl, the two goody two shoes, fell hard for Antonio’s roguish smile, his broad back, his sardonic smirk and his impossible sarcasm. She could not help it. She could not fight her attraction for the man. And she didn't want to.

What was to become of her, of her infatuation? Only time shall tell.

She had been seventeen, and he was twenty four when they first met. The spell had been cast on her then.

Now, fate was conspiring against her. After countless attempts to forget about him, he was back into her life. And he had a mission, making her his. She had a mission of her own, resisting him like her life depended on it.

“Tara, it’s your seventeenth birthday in a week,” her mom began in a squeal, “You are becoming a woman! Oh my god!”

Tara looked up from her phone with mild interest, faint traces of amusement in the depths of her emerald green eyes. “I am still a teenager, mom.”

“Oh, don’t be a buzzkill,” her mom softly admonished.

“Well, according to the law, I am still underage and I cannot drink,” she deadpanned while eying her mom levelly.

“True as that may be, we are still throwing you a birthday party…” she said in an excited voice.

“To atone for not throwing me one for my sweet sixteen?” Tara cocked an eyebrow at her mom in a challenging manner.

“You know very well that we had to move out at the time,” her mother reminded her in a slightly apologetic tone.

Tara rolled her eyes and then shifted her gaze back to the phone.

“Oh, you should definitely go dress shopping with Chloe,” she then added in a cheerful tone. “We want you to look incredible. Just don’t max out my credit card. You are allowed to spend no more than two thousand dollars.”

Tara’s eyes widened at that. Not only did she love shopping. She also never got allowed to spend more than three to five hundred dollars at a time. And with Tara being Tara, she always stuck to the restrictions.

“Mom, have I told you how much I love you today?” She was quick to say in a light tone, eyes twinkling with excitement.

“No,” her mother said in a tone that was the same as her, “but it’s good to know.”

Tara jumped out of her bed, hugged her mom briefly and then grabbed her credit card.

As soon as her mom disappeared from sight, she called her best friend, Chloe, and told her as soon as she picked up, “Guess who is going dress shopping today?”

“You?” Her friend asked rather than stated.

“Us, bitch,” Tara was quick to retort. “Have I ever been shopping without you?”

Her friend let out an amused “Oh” at that.

And Tara could only giggle at her and say, “Yes, oh.”

“I will be ready in five, and will be at your door in maybe fifteen,” Chloe supplied in a tone that was as excited as that of her friend.

“I will get ready as well,” Tara said before hanging up.