Emma was in the sitting room, her eyes still heavy from the drinking when she set her eyes on Davidhis hazy eyes and chiseled, masculine face. His tie was a little loose, and his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, but it couldnt still hide his handsomeness. She laughed weakly as she saw the surprise on his face. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of the dining roomcandles flickering, the table beautifully set, a bottle of wine waiting to be poured. Emma… he started, guilt creeping into his voice. You forgot, she said quietly, her voice steady but laced with pain. David looked at the table, at the effort she had put into this night, and then at Emma. He seemed to falter for a moment, his lips pressing together in a tight line. I didnt… I didnt realize what day it was, he admitted reluctantly. Ive been busy with work… He knew it sounded like a weak excuse, and she probably thought he was lying. Even he was sure it sounded hollow, but it was the truth. Emmas heart sank even further. She hadnt thought he would forget their anniversary. After everything they had been through, it hurt more than she had imagined. She took another sip of wine, this time quicker, more desperate. The alcohol didnt dull the stingit only made the dizziness in her head worse. She stumbled slightly, her hands shaking as she placed the glass back on the table. David stepped forward, his eyes filled with concern. Emma, I… Im sorry. I really am. But its not what you think. Whats not? Emma asked, her words slurring slightly. She was beyond caring now, the anger bubbling up uncontrollably. Who was that woman at the airport? Davids eyes widened in surprise, clearly not expecting the question. What are you talking about? Dont lie. I saw the picture. You were hugging someone. Dont try to tell me it wasnt what it looked like. His face hardened, and he sighed, clearly trying to figure out how to explain without escalating things further. It was an important client. She just got back from abroad, and I was helping her with some paperwork. Thats all. Her eyes were narrowed, her face flushed. She could hardly keep her emotions in check. An important client, huh? she muttered bitterly, leaning against the table. You didnt even bring me a gift, David. But you managed to help her? Davids jaw clenched. Ill make it up to you tomorrow. I promise. I have a surprise for you. Emma scoffed. A surprise? After everything, now you want to give me a surprise? She was too far gone, the alcohol fueling her emotions in ways she couldnt control. He stepped closer, his face softening. Lets get you cleaned up, alright? We can talk tomorrow when youre sober. I promise things will get better. He gently took her arm, guiding her toward the bathroom. But she wasnt in the mood for his gentle gestures. As he started the shower, she stepped away from him, shaking her head. I dont want your pity, David. The words slipped from her lips before she could stop them. She wasnt sure where this anger was coming from, but she was too far gone to care. He stood still for a moment, his expression torn between annoyance and something elseregret, maybe. Then, without warning, he reached for her. Youre drunk, Emma. You dont know what youre saying. She scoffed again, her eyes filled with defiance as she began to splash water at him. Im not drunk enough to know youve been lying to me all night. His patience wore thin. He gritted his teeth, then in one swift motion, pulled her into the shower with him. Lets get you cleaned up, he muttered, though it was clear that this wasnt about making things right anymore. As the warm water washed over them both, Emma tried to pull away, but David held her firmly. Her body, still unsteady from the alcohol, couldnt help but respond to his touch. The tension between them shifted, and before she could think, their lips collided in a fierce kiss. It was urgent, messy, and full of all the frustrations they both couldnt express in words. Emma could feel his grasp on her breasts and thighs. She moaned desperately, everything happening so fast, fulfilling her desires, though she was too drunk to comprehend it all. For a moment, she forgot about the airport, about the woman, about everything. It was just them, tangled in the mess of their emotions and the passionate release of everything that had built up over the evening. If only it would remain that way…..if only.