I Said Never Again
Disclaimer: I own nothing, just the storyline.
Author's Note: Hi Everybody! Big hug to Laura, 'cos checked this for me! Thanks very much! This is a story for my friend Mynix. I promised her this story in December. Oops. Sorry about the delay… Anyway here you are. I hope you (all) will like it. Csak neked írom a dalt…
Two months had passed since that dance in San Francisco. The queen was again in Genovia, finally at home...
It was late afternoon, and Clarisse was sitting in the kitchen with a big bowl of strawberries, when her Head of Security stepped in…
"Oh Your Majesty." smiled Joseph. "What a lovely surprise. I didn't know you were here."
"I'm just sitting and picking some fruit." said Clarisse with a smile.
"That reminds me. I would like to eat something too. Do you know where the chef is?"
"Bad news." answered Clarisse. "There's no dinner tonight."
"Why?" asked Joseph shocked.
"'Cos Sebastian is striking again."
"Striking? I hate Sebastian. He is so sensitive. What happened this time?"
"Olivia." answered Clarisse.
"Oh no. What did she say again?" asked Joseph.
"She said the chicken was dry and stringy."
"She never learns." sighed Joseph.
"Yes. Third time this month." said Clarisse. "What are you going to do now?"
"I think I'll pop into town and looking for a fine restaurant with a not striking chef." laughed Joseph.
"That's a good idea." laughed Clarisse too.
"Do you want to join me?" asked Joseph.
"No thanks, Joseph. I'm not really hungry now, this strawberry is enough." smiled Clarisse.
"Well." started Joseph and sat down in front of Clarisse. "I don't want to go alone. So I think I'll stay, but I don't know what will I do."
"What would you like to eat?" asked Clarisse quickly.
"Oh anything, an omelet or… anything." sighed Joseph.
"Right. One omelet is ordered." smiled Clarisse and got up.
"Your Majesty, Clarisse. Do you want to cook?" asked Joseph surprised.
"Of course. You're hungry, I can cook, that's simple." smiled Clarisse and started to prepare the ingredients.
"I thought Queens didn't cook."
"Believe me, I have some hidden talents." smiled Clarisse.
"But… But I can't ask such a thing…" started Joseph.
"Right. If you don't want it." teased him Clarisse and started to move, but Joseph grabbed her hand.
"Please don't go, I'm starving." begged Joseph.
"Right." sighed Clarisse with a smile. "I have to feed you. Otherwise my security will be doubtful."
"Yes, you're totally right." giggled Joseph. "Thank you."
The cooking was fun. He finally could be alone with his queen, just the two of them. He looked at her amazed as she cooked. She was so smart and sweet.
The omelet was perfect. He's never eaten a better one (of course).
And Clarisse… She just watched Joseph while he was eating. It was so natural and familiar at the same time. Sitting in the kitchen, eating, chatting… That was a very good feeling for both of them…
Time passed quickly as usual in good company. After dinner, they took the dirty plates into the washbasin, but as he put down his plate, he accidentally touched her hand…
And the world suddenly stopped…
She turned to look at him slowly, and Joseph… he gently took her hand in his, and drew Clarisse closer… dangerously close.
They could hear each other's heartbeat in the silence that filled the kitchen completely. He simply couldn't look away… just stared into her beautiful blue eyes. They were like a magnet for him.
Joseph slowly leaned closer, and finally their lips met…
The kiss was shy and unsure at the beginning, 'cos Joseph didn't want to scare her, but a few moments later he put his arms around her back and deepened the kiss.
"I love you." whispered Joseph between two kisses.
"I love you too." answered Clarisse softly, but she was in another world. She just wanted more and more from Joseph's kisses. It was so sweet and she waited for so long. They missed their chance in San Francisco, but now time had come. They kissed each other with passion and desire.
So the kiss was perfect, she enjoyed it too, but suddenly… She pulled away.
"No Joseph." said Clarisse breathlessly and stepped back. "We can't do this."
"But why? I love you and you love me. What's the matter?" asked Joseph surprised.
"It must not happen again." She was completely flustered. "Never, Joseph. Never."
"But why?" started Joseph and moved closer. He wanted to kiss her again.
"I said never." cried Clarisse and ran out…
To be continued…