Chapter Three, The Dance
"Caroline, please…," his words clearly tainted with desperation.
Oh, how she tempted him. He felt sick to his stomach with the knowledge that he could not have her. But here she was now. The love of his life, the adversary to his cynicism, the missing piece, clinging to him for dear life. He savored the moment, inhaled her perfume, letting it permeate his senses. He memorized the way her body fit into his and painted their union is his mind. A vision of a future without her momentarily haunted him, and he panicked, throwing caution to the wind, and pulling her to his chest with fierce hunger. He felt her collapse into his strength. And he held her up.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
Nothing mattered anymore. Both Julia and Trevor did not exist. Their world consisted only of Richard and Caroline.
You're just to good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
Slowly, Caroline reached her hand up to his hair, running her fingers through it, grazing every square inch, and letting them linger on his forehead. Richard moved his hands up and down the side of her body. She felt lightheaded. It had been so long. TOO LONG. Why had they waited? Why did they allow their cowardice to separate them? Both secretely knew what the other wanted.
It wasn't enough. She
needed more of him. More than the dance floor could provide. She ran her hands
up and down his back, matching his rhythm to the music. Their hips moving
together, an intimate embrace fortunately unnoticed by the crowd. Side to side,
side to side. She rose to her toes and buried her head into his shoulder.
He then embraced her with such fierce protection, it shocked him. He tenderly kissed the top of her head.
Pardon the way that I stare
There's nothing else to compare
The sight of you leaves me weak
There are no words left to speak
His warm breath tickled her neck. She trembled in spite of her warmth. She lifted her head. It was now or never.
So if you feel like I feel
Please let me know that it's real
Richard eyes appeared glazed over. He was dwelling is some cruel fantasy. But then he felt Caroline's lips on his. Felt her lean into him. Felt himself responding.
TO BE CONTINUED…………………………..