Love is
Love is knowing someone would go to hell and back for you and so much more. Love is also something you can't always explain, a wonderful feeling, an adrenaline rush, feeling at ease with someone. Someone to love is something most people want, some people already have and other haven't found the right person yet. I have, it took me a while to realize, but he had been right under my nose for several years.
After those weeks in the cabin, where he helped me get my life back in order, Hunter and I went home to LA. We immediately fell into our normal routine of going to work, having the occasional lunch together and going to our separate homes at the end of the day. As that first week crept along a certain feeling came over me, I missed him. I missed having him around, his warm and save embrace, his smell, all of him. There was only one thing I could do about it, go to his place and tell him how I felt. I packed some stuff, I don't now why but I did, and drove to his house. His car was in it's usual spot so I knew he was home. He didn't answer the door when I knocked so I went through the gate to the back of the house. There he was sitting in one of the chairs sleeping, no wonder he hadn't heard me. I went over and gently kissed him on his forehead, he opened his eyes and I looked into those beautiful baby blues. The smile he gave me when he saw me melted my heart, yes I loved this man with everything I had. He didn't ask why I came, knowing Hunter he knew why I was there. I told him I needed to talk with him, so I did. After I said what I had to say I knew for sure, he loved me too. The kiss we shared seemed to last forever, he is such a great kisser, so warm and gentle and yet so passionate. It was hard to control the feeling to make love to him right there, I wanted him. I didn't have to wait long, he sensed my need and before I knew it we were in the bedroom on his bed. The love making was even better, gentle, passionate and so good. He made me tingle and shiver all over my body, knowing exactly where to caress me, kiss me, touch me. When he came inside me I thought I was gonna explode, all these sensations washed over me. There are no words to describe the feeling when we reached our highest point, no words. I didn't want him to leave me, I wanted this to last forever. My head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing I fell asleep. When I woke up he was gone. I put on some clothes and went down to the living room, no Hunter. Through the window I saw him standing outside watching the sunset. I went over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, he turned around, facing me. There was doubt in his eyes, I asked him what was wrong. He told me he felt like he had taken advantage of me, making love to me in a vulnerable moment. I told him not to worry, that I wanted it and that he made me feel great. His smile was one of relief and he kissed me. We watched the sun go down, sitting in the sand enjoying each other's company.
The next morning I woke up in his arms, he was still sleeping. Carefully I slipped out of his embrace and got out of bed. While I was making coffee, I looked out of the kitchen window the view amazed me, waves crashing on the shore, the sun coming up over the horizon. Suddenly I felt his arms wrap around me wishing me a good morning, I turned around and greeted him with a kiss. We decided to have our coffee outside on the deck. Hunter was reading the morning paper and I was watching him. I'm glad I finally told him, he needed to know. It was worth the risk of losing him as my partner and friend, if it hadn't been mutual it would have changed our relationship. I can still remember the look on his face as I told him, it had a 'finally she tells me' kinda look. He was so relieved and glad he could tell me he felt the same for so long. As I sit here watching him I know without any doubt, this is the man I want to grow old with. A single tear rolled down my face, slowly, another thought had entered my mind, the thought of my first true love, Steve. I knew he'd be watching me, smiling, knowing I had made the right choice and being happy for me.
Someone had asked me once if I knew what true love is, I know now, It's Hunter.
Love is knowing someone would go to hell and back for you and so much more. Love is also something you can't always explain, a wonderful feeling, an adrenaline rush, feeling at ease with someone. Someone to love is something most people want, some people already have and other haven't found the right person yet. I have, it took me a while to realize, but he had been right under my nose for several years.
After those weeks in the cabin, where he helped me get my life back in order, Hunter and I went home to LA. We immediately fell into our normal routine of going to work, having the occasional lunch together and going to our separate homes at the end of the day. As that first week crept along a certain feeling came over me, I missed him. I missed having him around, his warm and save embrace, his smell, all of him. There was only one thing I could do about it, go to his place and tell him how I felt. I packed some stuff, I don't now why but I did, and drove to his house. His car was in it's usual spot so I knew he was home. He didn't answer the door when I knocked so I went through the gate to the back of the house. There he was sitting in one of the chairs sleeping, no wonder he hadn't heard me. I went over and gently kissed him on his forehead, he opened his eyes and I looked into those beautiful baby blues. The smile he gave me when he saw me melted my heart, yes I loved this man with everything I had. He didn't ask why I came, knowing Hunter he knew why I was there. I told him I needed to talk with him, so I did. After I said what I had to say I knew for sure, he loved me too. The kiss we shared seemed to last forever, he is such a great kisser, so warm and gentle and yet so passionate. It was hard to control the feeling to make love to him right there, I wanted him. I didn't have to wait long, he sensed my need and before I knew it we were in the bedroom on his bed. The love making was even better, gentle, passionate and so good. He made me tingle and shiver all over my body, knowing exactly where to caress me, kiss me, touch me. When he came inside me I thought I was gonna explode, all these sensations washed over me. There are no words to describe the feeling when we reached our highest point, no words. I didn't want him to leave me, I wanted this to last forever. My head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing I fell asleep. When I woke up he was gone. I put on some clothes and went down to the living room, no Hunter. Through the window I saw him standing outside watching the sunset. I went over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, he turned around, facing me. There was doubt in his eyes, I asked him what was wrong. He told me he felt like he had taken advantage of me, making love to me in a vulnerable moment. I told him not to worry, that I wanted it and that he made me feel great. His smile was one of relief and he kissed me. We watched the sun go down, sitting in the sand enjoying each other's company.
The next morning I woke up in his arms, he was still sleeping. Carefully I slipped out of his embrace and got out of bed. While I was making coffee, I looked out of the kitchen window the view amazed me, waves crashing on the shore, the sun coming up over the horizon. Suddenly I felt his arms wrap around me wishing me a good morning, I turned around and greeted him with a kiss. We decided to have our coffee outside on the deck. Hunter was reading the morning paper and I was watching him. I'm glad I finally told him, he needed to know. It was worth the risk of losing him as my partner and friend, if it hadn't been mutual it would have changed our relationship. I can still remember the look on his face as I told him, it had a 'finally she tells me' kinda look. He was so relieved and glad he could tell me he felt the same for so long. As I sit here watching him I know without any doubt, this is the man I want to grow old with. A single tear rolled down my face, slowly, another thought had entered my mind, the thought of my first true love, Steve. I knew he'd be watching me, smiling, knowing I had made the right choice and being happy for me.
Someone had asked me once if I knew what true love is, I know now, It's Hunter.
