Torn asunder
By Kelly Moreland
Disclaimer : Not mine, not getting paid for this.
We never had much to begin with. Regulations saw to that. We had the occasional look or touch, even a couple of stolen kisses that are burned into my mind for all time. I can remember that first kiss with absolute clarity, down to the gentle rasp of his five o'clock shadow against my cheek. The incredible softness of his lips on mine. Oh yes, I remember it very well.
There were moments that it could have all changed, maybe even should have changed, but we were both too strict with the regs. No fraternization between officers. So it is written, so shall it be.
I think if I had ever taken him up on one of those fishing trips things might be different now. The two of us alone at his cabin, with the kind of chemistry we have... I would have been surprised if something didn't happen. But in all honesty, I was scared of what might happen so I always said no and stuck to my dreams of him. Now he's in DC and I'm in Atlantis and all my dreams are torn asunder.