On The Other Side of the Atlantic {The Speakeasy: Yeah Write}

Marco reread the words as they popped up on his phone, uncertain of what to believe.

Thinking back to the parking lot, where he’d watched Kimmy and the man he only recognized from pictures, exit the movie theater. Her hands  fumbled with small white pieces of papers when David had gently lifted her face and found her mouth with his.

She’d kissed him back.

so lost in trying to forget the memory of his fiance  kissing her old lover he never felt the unexpected approach until a slender hand cupped his shoulder and he felt a sinking deep in his stomach.


Marco shifted as she took the seat next to him, her fingers fluttering against his knee.

” Marco.” Daniela purred.


Marco followed her lead, kissing one cheek and then the other, with her breath near his ear. “It’s been a long time, Amore mio.”

Marco nodded and removed her hand, “A long time.”

“Si, Tesoro, but we have fond memories.”

Daniela wrapped in a sheet,  channeling an exotic black fox with her silky dark hair making a fan against the white of the pillow, her eyes shining in the afterglow of her orgasm.

 “Che e`stato fantastastico, ” she purred as rolled away from him.

Marco reached across the bed to circle her waist,  still wanting her. She twisted, her hair falling over both of them as she kissed him, then pulled away.

“Please stay.”

“I can’t.”

 “Dani?” he pleaded, standing to go to her.

“You knew the arrangement, Marco.” Daniela tittered as  she slipped a skirt up her bronzed thighs.  She turned to him, coming just close enough for her bare chest to graze his and placed  one perfectly polished fingertip to his lips, “We are, how you say, ‘just friends’ and it’s getting complicated for me.  I must go.”

“I love you Dani.” he said to her back as she finished getting dressed .When the soft silk blouse was tucked and adjusted she pulled a designer bag to her shoulder.

“I know, baby,”  She paused, “And for this I am so very sorry.”

As an afterthought she faced him, brushing a kiss onto his unshaven cheek. The door’s lock clicked into place just as his heart fluttered for a moment, magnificent in its struggle, then wilted and lay still as it shattered inside his chest.

Marco came back to Dani’s face, tipped and grinning at him.

“You were remembering us making love, no?”

“I was remembering the day you left.”

“Ah, storia antica, Marco.  It’s ancient history!.” She said with a dismissive wave of her hand.

He took her in, here in the Naples airport.

“Running again, dolce fiore?”

Dani smiled at his use of the nickname, lifting her enormous brown eyes to his, “Nico and I are done.”

“Does he know?”

“Yes, I think. He will be sure when he returns to our room.”

Before he could answer she tiled her head and asked, “Cosi, il mioamore, and where is the blonde fiancé?”

“On her way.”

“Aw. Well, a romantic tour of Positano then?”

“Of course.” Marco answered, teasing her, “Jealous Bella?”

“Oh please uomo sciocco !” Her laugh dismissive.  “ Yet. We were good together, no?”

“You broke my heart Daniela and now Nico’s.”

“I needed to. I am not, how you say, ‘ a one man woman’?”

Marco just smiled and touched her elbow, “Well then you better get going before you miss your plane. We’ll look forward to seeing you at our wedding back in New York?”

Daniela flashed a wicked grin as she stood up, “Ah yes, well it will be nice to see your mother. Ciao, lover.”

Marco got to his feet allowing his cheek to graze hers. She winked at him,  turned on her heel and he watched her stride away until she was gone.

Marco sank back in the plastic chair and picked up his blackberry, opening the message he’d been reading before Daniela interrupted his thoughts.

He allowed his eyes to settle on the picture of Kimmy, waving and standing near a ticket counter in JFK and the words she’d sent across the Atlantic below it.

Stay in Italy Marco, I’m on my way. 





Another part of my serial The Love Story of Kimmy & David

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Kirsten is a wife after years of dating, a mom after years of infertility & a lover of shoes, words, NYC and TV dramas. A storyteller and daydreamer at heart, this is the place where her stories come to be told. Thanks for visiting.


  1. Lyssa Medana

    Poor Marco, I hope that he has better luck with his fiancee. And Danielle sounded just a tiny bit jealous. LM x

  2. I once knew a male version of Daniela. Great write, Kirsten.
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  3. Very well written. It seems his heart still holds onto the triste. I enjoyed the dialogue between the characters and how you wrote the recollection.
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  4. Love is so complicated and a broken heart makes it worse. Hopefully one day, she will experience karma.

  5. I like Daniella. She’s true to herself and beholden to no one. I suppose such behavior would be somewhat more acceptable if she was male.
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  6. Ah, the complexities of love! You write romance and heartbreak so well, Kir. I hope Marco will have a happy ending one day. :)
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  7. That was sad. I haven’t read the other stories in this serial, but hopefully, Kimmie isn’t playing him too.
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  8. It doesn’t seem like anyone is going to find their forever with the mates they’ve chosen. I do hope they eventually find peace. I do feel for Marco, though… he was kind of blind-sided by the return of Kimmy’s ex-love that wasn’t really an ex in her heart.
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  9. This was good, I liked the interchange between Marco and Daniella. I could really empathize with Marco.
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  10. Ooo, great tension here. Really nice write, Kir!
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  11. Great pacing, superb dialogues and writing – master stroke at writing romance!

  12. Oh, what a cruel woman to break so many hearts! I loved the use of Italian through the story. It gave the story a lot of depth. I really enjoyed this one!
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  13. I liked how you used the fox…
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