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Chapter 38
"Two Day Leave"
Part Three
1115It was only a matter of seconds, but it felt like hours. Their eyes locked and a wealth of emotions were exchanged. Georgie felt as though she was floating and being pulled away from Elvis. It was as if he was moving in slow motion as he reached a hand behind him and pulled out his phone. All the while his gaze never left her. She looked at the phone, then back to his face as he broke contact with her and glanced down. He closed his eyes briefly, and then let out a quick breath as he raised the phone to his ear.
"Harte." He said. "Affirmative sir."
Georgie watched him. The love of her life. The consummate soldier. A commanding officer. He was intently listening to the caller. She watched as he pinched the bridge of his nose and then stood up.
"With my wife sir." He moved away and stood closer to the window scanning the hospital perimeter visible from his vantage point. "Affirmative sir. I have eyes on it."
Georgie began to chew her lower lip and stared at her hands. Her hands that lovingly touched her husband last night as he held her on his lap.
Elvis looked at his watch. "1120 now. So you expect full operation by 1300 then?"
She glanced up at Elvis. Was he gone already? Her eyes began to well.
"Affirmative sir. I copy. Understood sir. Out."
He peered out the window again. His attention locked on a particular area. Georgie recognized his expression and her blood ran cold. He was like a panther ready to strike. She stood up and her movement drew Elvis back. He turned away from the window and held a hand out to her. As she advanced he wrapped one arm around her, pulling her close to him, then wrapped the other arm around her as well.
"What's goin on Elvis?" She asked, looking up at him, grateful he was holding her because she felt like she would fracture into a million pieces. She was still feeling weak from her ordeal.
"We're closin in George," Elvis said as he placed his hands at the small of her back, still holding the phone.
"Closin in? It's soundin more complicated to me."
He smiled. "Well it is, but we've made progress."
"You're not runnin off then?"
He could see the hurt in her eyes. "Nah. Not yet babe."
"When?" She persisted grabbing onto his collar.
"When I 'ave to. Not now." He leaned his head down as if to kiss her.
"1300?" She asked, pulling her head back.
Elvis' eyes danced all over her face and settled on her lips. "Can't say."
"You already said it." She countered, now staring at his lips.
"That was then. This is now." He said tossing the phone onto the settee.
"It was supposed to be two days!" She said pouting at him. Her eyes sad.
Elvis' hands moved to her bottom and he pulled her closer. Georgie smiled as they finally stopped talking and kissed each other. If he had to leave in an hour and one half, then she was not about to waste what time they did have together. It was an ardent kiss. Georgie drew strength from it. Elvis was the best medicine for her. He completed her as she did him.
They were both breathing hard and could feel each other's hearts pounding against the other. Georgie laughed against his mouth. No one would interrupt them this time. She was no longer on a heart monitor. Elvis slowed down and wondered what amused her, then deepened the kiss. Georgie forgot all about monitors and interruptions then.
When they finally parted for a deep breath of air Georgie lifted her hands to Elvis' face and brushed his hair back.
"I love ya handsome," She endearingly said.
Elvis pressed his lips together and smiled. Her lips were as swollen as his. "Love ya too. Always 'ave George."
"I know," She said tugging at his jacket. "Don't ya think it's time ya took this off?"
"The jacket?" His eyes declared something more.
"For now," She said stepping back and eyeing him up and down.
"You can't be serious?!" He said placing his hands on her hips, the corners of his mouth tugging at him to smile.
"You are my husband," She said coyly.
"Indeed," He said grinning at her.
"You've been a bit lax lately." She said pulling the jacket down from around his shoulders.
He watched her. His Georgie. Slowly begin to unravel him. What could possibly be better?
"Uh, Georgie," He said with a deep voice.
"Yes love?"
"I don't have to leave at 1300."
"What?!" She said immediately dropping her hands at her sides.
"I don't' 'ave to….."
"I heard ya!" She said pushing at him, then grabbing for him, she was so elated.
"Come 'ere you," He said, ushering her to the settee. Elvis proceeded to lie down and pulled her on top of him. "It's classified babe," He said as she situated herself on top of him. She was still wearing a hospital gown and Elvis did not mind. "This is an interestin fashion," He said plucking at the ties on the gown.
Georgie lifted her head and partially sat up, "You're gonna end up in the parkin lot if anyone comes through that door!"
Elvis grinned at her, "Never 'appen." His eyes were twinkling at her.
"Oh, ya think not?" She said gently mocking him.
"Nah." He said as his fingers began to pull the material aside. Georgie's brows lifted.
"Locked it," Elvis said and then she leaned in, grinning at him, as his planned encounter was beginning to unfold. Slowly he slid his hands onto her back. They were lost then. Nothing else mattered.