Gypsy Lover

Alodia blew her breath before she pressed the doorbell button of his condo unit at around eight in the evening.

“A-Alyanna?” Emerson’s face was surprised to see her there when he opened the blue-gray door. He wore a white sando and a pair of board shorts, revealing his well-built body. He was taller than she realized, when she was now close to him. Her height was just up to his shoulder.

Why did he call her by that name with those luscious red lips? Didn’t he recognize her? Didn’t he know that Alyanna had a twin sister and that his girlfriend just died?

Their eyes held for a few seconds. His eyes were light brown and beautiful, which was enhanced by a nearly perfect eyebrows, which was a bit thick though. His nose was straight that she thought he must have good genes.

Suddenly, an idea came up in her mind. She slowly pulled her lips into a sweet and sunny smile. So, there was a way that she could avenge her sister’s death while her sister was not resting in peace in her unblessed grave after all.

“Why? You didn’t expect me to come today, hon?” She learned about her twin sister’s endearment to him when he called while she was on Skype with Alyanna.

“I-I thought that…” he said haltingly.

She pushed him by his chest and went into his condo unit. It was quite cozy. The living room was clean and complete with appliance such as flat screen TV, VCD player and Xbox, among others. The window to the right had a thin curtain of light green, making the place look neater.

Just when she looked the left where a bedroom and a hallway were, a naked woman came out of the bathroom with her hair fresh from the shower. The latter was frozen to see her holding hands with Emerson and her eyes grew wide in fear and confusion.

“Hon, did you think I was already dead?” Alodia turned to look at Emerson and let go of his hand like she never saw the naked woman.

He blinked while looking at her. “A-Alyanna…I-I can explain,” he started.

“I was just so pissed off of you that’s why I spread out the news that I was already dead! I even anticipated that you would come to my funeral. But when you still didn’t come to our house, I decided to stop my prank and come to you instead. I want us to get back together, hon.” She even caressed his broad chest with what she considered was sensual enough to arouse him.

He blinked at her like he couldn’t believe his ears.

Alodia looked at him with sultry sherry brown eyes. He was quite a muscular man with a boyish-looking face, dark hair and fair skin. She thought he was just the right kind of man that her sister would like to have as a boyfriend. But this man, he wasn’t her type at all. She loved her man to be… well, basically manly, dark and oozing with sex appeal even if he wouldn’t be so handsome. That’s why until now, she hadn’t found the perfect man that would make her attracted to so much, to fall for head over heels.

And Emerson? He was just so boring for her taste. Not that she was putting her sister’s taste and standard in men so low, because Emerson could sure give someone a striking smile that could make women swoon.

But not her. Not Alodia.

“Alyanna, I thought that you don’t—” he started once again.

“What? Aren’t you going to chase this woman away or not?” It sounded like she threatened him, giving him a death glare.

The woman had her mouth hung open and Alodia just threw her a mocking smile while taking note of her sexy body. But her boobs were just so big that they were like a pair of papayas that were ready to fall from the tree. How could Emerson replace her sister with this kind of woman?

“Grace, can you leave us alone?” He looked at the other woman who was still standing there, listening and watching them, who didn’t seem to take notice of her nakedness.