Sex and the City 3 by Candace Bushnell, Mila (classic romance novels TXT) 📖

you see I am busy. Busy doing what? Trying to pull up my tooth! Oh, Rose! Harry! Harry! What’s the big emergency for? I am watching the game. Rose’s tooth is about to fall! Do something! Ha ha, what should I do? Sing a requiem for it? Rose, dear, you know that in our house the Fairy brings candy? Charlotte, don’t you think you’ve had enough candy? You are getting a little chunky lately.. Whaaat?! Harry! Just sayin’

Charlotte ran off in tears. She called Carrie

And he said… he said.. Calm down, dear! I was … chunky… You most certainly are not! He should behave himself! Do you want me to talk to him? No, no that just would make him tease me even more. Ok, but don’t be too hard on yourself, please! I won’t I promise. Bye for now, see you very soon. Yes, tonight.

 

 

 

Samantha, Miranda and Carrie were drinking cocktails when a radiant Charlotte entered the room.

Come on, those cocktails won’t drink themselves! None for me… I am pregnant!

 

 

Chapter 7 - The Big rut

Big was having a cigar in the living room. Carrie entered the room and frowned.

I know you hate my cigar but I am in a New York state of mind… That’s your excuse? Really? You’re in a New York state of mind?! Sorry, baby, It’s fine with me, cause I let it slideee. Cut it out, now. Ok, ok, I know it bums you. I am sorry. That better be a take out box there I see. Yes, I took sushi on the way from work. Mmm, super! How come you are such a great wife? And you no longer complain we don’t go out as much. I guess I am old. Like you. Yes, I guess so. I might be going to my old place for couple of days. To write. You know that works wonders on us! Yes, I know….

 

Carrie felt hunger. She had written for a couple of hours, forgetting the whole world. Until her hunger brought her back. “I should go out!”, she thought to herself.

Something drove her to the café of the opera. But this day, he was not there.

 

Carrie met Samantha for lunch. She new Samantha was the one to tell.

I have a crush… Oh? On that dancer from Swan Lake. The one with the cute bum? Pick a number! You think other people have crushes on him, too? – Carrie was terrified. Of course, that hunk! He is something else. Please don’t tell anyone what I told you. Is it a secret? Yes, of course. I would suggest only Big to not find out. Otherwise, your secret’s safe with me. Thank you.

 

Carrie went home after a productive afternoon of writing and trying not to think about Roco.

 

And there Big was – the black limousine, waiting patiently at her doorstep.

That night they made love – first time in months. It was unforgettable. It seems that for a while, they were out of the rut.

 

 

Chapter 8 - Illusion nurtures the soul

The four gals were sitting in a café. Samantha was smiling mischievously and then she said out of the blue:

I know you are going to love me. I got us for invites for the party of the opera dancers! WHAAAAT?! – Carrie was beside herself. Whaaat?! - Charlotte was happy, too. That’s something else! - Miranda was as excited as the rest of them. It’s good to work in PR! It’s good to be me!

 

There came the night of the party. Carrie put on the shadow of a dress, the one she was wearing when she first made love to Big. He was curious:

You still keep that dress? Well, yes. Why? And you are going dressed like that? Are you cheating on me?

“In my thoughts”, thought Carrie guiltily.

The party was fabulous, as were the four girls. Samantha was all over two dancers at a time. Charlotte was refusing alcohol for the n-th time tonight. Miranda found herself in the cozy company of a dancer, who was more than willing to listen to her rambling on about her marital difficulties with Steve.

Carrie was alone. She had almost given up looking for him, when…

Well, hello there, didn’t expect you here. Hi, Roco. I almost didn’t come to this stupid party – and look! It’s not that stupid. No, it’s not! In fact, I am having a great time! Shall we?

They danced. And danced. And danced.

The lights were out. The party was over and they still were all over each other. They were not ready to call it quits yet.

Where did my girlfriends go? Did they abandon me? Oh, no. What shall you do know? I suppose I should get home. It’s 2 am. Will you call me a cab? Why don’t me walk you home? But that’s like 20 blocks? Are your heels comfortable? Yes, in fact they are. And you won’t be cold? I can give you my jacket. I will survive.

 

 

So they walked. Carrie laughed and sighed and talked… She caught a glimpse of what her life would be, if Big weren’t in it. Single life. Mmmm I miss being single. She thought.  Then she for a very little while forgot that black diamond on her finger….

 

Chapter 9 - Reality bites

She went home feeling awful. Big was lying in bed, asleep with a book in his hand. She took a bath and cried a little in the bath.

“I am an awful person. I don’t deserve him! I don’t!”

She made breakfast and coffee for him

What’s the occasion? Occasion? Do I need a special occasion to make my hubby coffee and breakfast. No, but you never do, so you get my surprise. Let’s go somewhere new! Let’s go to Paris, Texas? Or Massachusets? Or Peru? What’s gotten into you? You never want to travel? Oh, but I do! I do! Ok, Paris, Texas, here we come!

 

This time she didn’t confess. She remembered how she had hurt Aidan. She said to herself, better to not know, than be hurt.

 

So they went to Paris, Texas.

 

When they returned, Big once again was in a New York State of mind.

And they made love.

 

 

 

~ The END ~

 

Imprint

Text: Mila Strashimirova
Images: Mila Strashimirova
Cover: Sarah Jessica Parker
Editing: Mila Strashimirova
Translation: Mila Strashimirova
Layout: Mila Strashimirova
Publication Date: 03-04-2020

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