Chapter 2
Horatio watched her sleep as he played with the strands of gold that lay on his pillow. He then leaned down and kissed her bare shoulder. Her eyes fluttered open and landed on him.
"Good morning." He whispered in her ear. The low rumble of his voice against her back sent a shiver through her.
"Mornin' Handsome." He had heard her say that to him hundreds of times over the years that he'd known her, but there was something about the way she said it this morning, wrapped up in the sheets and his arms that made the term that much sweeter.
She turned over to face him. He was propped up by one of his elbows. His other arm was still draped lazily around her. She looked up into his eyes and searched for any sign of regret or remorse. All she found was exhilaration…. and love. She bowed her head.
"Hey," He placed a hand under her chin and lifted her face back up. Two crystal tears rolled down her cheek. "Sweetheart, don't cry. Why are you upset?" He wiped away her tears and kissed her forehead.
"I'm not sad; I don't even know why I'm crying. I've just…never had anyone look at me the way you do." Calleigh admitted. Horatio used his already conveniently placed arm to pull her closer to him.
"Honey, I've been looking at you for five years." He pushed a strand of hair out of her face.
"Yeah, but you've never looked at me like that." She dragged a fingernail across his jaw line.
"That's because I've never seen you like this. So…real and untamed, in my arms. I've never seen you as mine." He bent his head down and captured her lips again. They finally tore apart when air became a necessity. She laid her head on his chest and whispered:
"I'm yours."
So help me girl, you've gone too far
It's way too late to save my heart
The way it feels each time we touch
I know I've never felt so loved
And I can't help myself so help me girl