We're winding down here, guys. This story is getting far too long and it's not going anywhere. This is not the end. When I do end it though, there will be a nice little resolution. If it isn't enough for you, I might write a sequel. Anyway, on to what I was doing before I was so rudely interrupted by my own thoughts.
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"You can open your eyes now," he whispered to the huddled mass clutching his body who he loved with all his heart.
Jane reluctantly pulled away from him, unsteadily moving backwards as though trying to slowly reassure herself that there was indeed solid ground beneath her feet. "That was..."
"I know," he said with a smile. "Flying with someone for the first time is never pleasant."
She returned his smile weakly. "For some reason I imagined it would be more like Superman and Lois Lane than, well...that."
He put his hand on her shoulder to steady her. "People don't realize how quickly we fly. It still affects people who are used to it sometimes."
She wasn't sure how to respond so she just waited for him to say something else.
He cleared his throat. "Anyway, the house is up ahead. I don't like to come right up to it. The guards and all that..."
Jane froze in shock as James pointed out the house. Ha. House. It was like a gothic castle come to life...home to a tormented lord or a captive maiden. "It's incredible," she said softly.
"I'm glad you like it". He led her up to the house where he unlocked the door and graciously held it open for her.
The interior of the house was just as magnificent as the exterior. A grand winding staircase presided over the entrance hall. The two halves of the staircase met at the top of the stairs at a landing which led to a closed door. Somehow Jane knew this had to be his room.
"Jane?"
She broke off from marveling at the unostentatious display of power and beauty in his home and remembered he was still standing beside her. Staring up into his gleaming dark eyes she wondered how she could have ever forgotten. Unable to think of anything to say, she simply placed her hand in his, allowing him to lead her up the stairs and past the closed door.
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So close. Just give it a little more time. Much love, Cat.