Page 18 of Mika's Heart

The woman doesn’t scream or panic, she calmly reaches her hand out, asking for a towel.

Numbly, I get to my feet and hand her one without breaking eye contact.

Something about her eyes is familiar but I know that I’ve never met this woman, this Goddess before. She’s speaking to me but I can’t hear the words.

The dog barks again and I jump. The Goddess is asking me if I’m okay. I’m more than okay; I want to worship at her feet for the rest of my life.

She starts laughing.

“While I appreciate being worshiped, could you step out so I can get dressed?” She asks.

“Oh shit, did I say that out loud?”

“Yes you did” she answers with a giggle.

Her voice is like a song, her giggle like a bell tinkling in the wind. I can’t get enough.

Suddenly she is touching me, her hands on my shoulders. I want to sink into her touch but she turns me around and pushes me out of the room.

With a final giggle, the door closes between us. Suddenly reality hits me in the face.

“Why is there a woman in my apartment?”

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