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Time for more romance :)
Chapter 9
"Sunday in the Park"
"Elvis look! An ice cream truck!" Georgie said gleefully. "I haven't enjoyed a cone in ages!" She gripped his hand in both of hers and pulled him towards the truck. "My treat!" she said. Elvis laughed and allowed her to guide him. He was happy she was so relaxed and sharing herself with him. Georgie had been rather reserved when they first started dating. He assumed she did not trust him, but he was sincere about his feelings for her. It was a challenge to start up the relationship in the first place. A relationship that had to be clandestine at best, except to their close mates and family. They were both in the army and his rank as captain excluded him from consorting with subordinates. They both knew the risks and Elvis felt Georgie was worth it. Besides, they would not be working together again.
She was the younger of the two and he admired her strength and maturity. Georgie could be cynical and insecure making her words sound caustic at times. Elvis on the other hand was cheeky. That was his way of keeping the world at bay. He was keenly intelligent and did not suffer fools gladly. They were passionate and unpredictable. They were soul mates and they were indeed the better half of the other.
Elvis watched her. His love. She was absolutely thrilled with the prospect of enjoying an ice cream cone. He was tickled with her childlike enthusiasm and fell in love with her all over again.
"What flavor do ya fancy?" She asked him.
"Vanilla," and he could not contain his amusement.
"Really? I would have guessed chocolate," She said looking at him curiously.
"Nah. Always been vanilla," He said smiling at her.
"Me too!" She grinned and turned to the vendor. "Two vanilla cones please."
She pulled her small wallet out of her bag and was tapping it on the counter, turning her head and winking at Elvis. He winked back. She was melting his heart. Georgie handed Elvis his cone, then accepted hers from the vendor. When she turned around her face was like sunshine. Elvis watched her lick the ice cream, her pink tongue darting all around the confection. She looked up at him and smiled. He thought she looked like that young, beautiful private he met in a briefing room a few months back when his entire world turned upside down.
They walked along the wooded path each enjoying their treat. It was a lovely day and the birds were singing. "Ya know, I don't even remember the last time I had one of these," Elvis said, already biting into his cone.
"Not takin any prisoners then?" Georgie joked as she watched him devour the remainder of his cone.
"Nah," He said licking his fingers one by one.
"Here," and she handed him another napkin.
"Thanks George. I really enjoyed that!"
"You are welcome!" She continued to lick and swirl her treat round and round. Elvis watched every move she made. Georgie watched him studying her. They both started to laugh. Elvis smothered his grin in the napkin as he wiped his mouth.
"I reckon I should load my freezer with ice cream then," He said lifting his brows.
"Good plan," She said ready to bite into the cone. Elvis put his arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head.
"Miss Lane, did I ever tell ya that I am madly in love with you?" He said looking at her sideways.
"Uh huh…last night….this morning…" Her cone was gone.
Elvis stopped them and dabbed her mouth with a napkin. Georgie kissed his fingers through the paper. They slowly drew closer together for a tender kiss.
"You taste sweet, "Elvis said huskily.
"Like vanilla?" Georgie whispered.
Elvis placed a hand on the side of her face, drawing her towards him again.
"No. Like…. you," He said and captured her mouth with his, gently, reverently and in the most loving way.
For those who have mentioned a storyline they would like to see our couple involved in - please know that I am thinking about the suggestions and welcome all of your thoughts. xx
