Show: General Hospital
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos'- Chapter 11
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: First off, I would like to graciously apologize for taking so damn long to get this chapter out,
because although I'm technically on Easter holidays, for some strange reason, I've spent more
time *in* school this past week than *out*, so please forgive me. Anyways, to my wonderful
reviewers, thanks a bunch you guys, who have now become so numerous I can't name you all…
you guys are the greatest! Please R&R as always, and if you want to be notified about the next
update, just indicate and I will do so… Enjoy!
* * *
Alexis's bedroom (6:00 p.m.)
He'd left her fast asleep in her bed. She hadn't even been aware of when he had softly kissed her
cheek before disentangling their naked limbs and leaving. She had woken from her peaceful
satiated sleep because she had become cold. No longer had muscular olive arms held her close
to a man that held her heart.
With a heavy sigh and an even heavier heart, Alexis sat upright in her bed and surveyed her
room. The sheets were rumpled and the colorful comforter Liz had given to her on her last visit
home had been haphazardly kicked to the foot of the bed in their haste to be joined. But that was
not what weighed heaviest on her heart. No it was more the memory of their last joining.
Never before in the last few months had it been so intense so, dare she say, tender. Amazingly
so. His eyes never left his face, as in her heart she knew his body was telling her what his mouth
never would…that he loved her.
The realization hit her like a wrecking ball. And all the repercussions that would come of it
mercilessly assailed her as well. Unbidden a sob wracked her throat as she wrapped her arms
around the pillow he'd laid on and inhaled his scent. In her heart of hearts she knew that
something had been reborn there between them that afternoon… but at the expense of her
heart….
He was gone; she knew it as well as she knew the Greek language. Yet he wasn't. And perhaps
that was worst of all….
TBC…
A/N: I know the chapter's a bit short. But after being absent for so long, I come bearing gifts, so
don't despair. :)
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos'- Chapter 11
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: First off, I would like to graciously apologize for taking so damn long to get this chapter out,
because although I'm technically on Easter holidays, for some strange reason, I've spent more
time *in* school this past week than *out*, so please forgive me. Anyways, to my wonderful
reviewers, thanks a bunch you guys, who have now become so numerous I can't name you all…
you guys are the greatest! Please R&R as always, and if you want to be notified about the next
update, just indicate and I will do so… Enjoy!
* * *
Alexis's bedroom (6:00 p.m.)
He'd left her fast asleep in her bed. She hadn't even been aware of when he had softly kissed her
cheek before disentangling their naked limbs and leaving. She had woken from her peaceful
satiated sleep because she had become cold. No longer had muscular olive arms held her close
to a man that held her heart.
With a heavy sigh and an even heavier heart, Alexis sat upright in her bed and surveyed her
room. The sheets were rumpled and the colorful comforter Liz had given to her on her last visit
home had been haphazardly kicked to the foot of the bed in their haste to be joined. But that was
not what weighed heaviest on her heart. No it was more the memory of their last joining.
Never before in the last few months had it been so intense so, dare she say, tender. Amazingly
so. His eyes never left his face, as in her heart she knew his body was telling her what his mouth
never would…that he loved her.
The realization hit her like a wrecking ball. And all the repercussions that would come of it
mercilessly assailed her as well. Unbidden a sob wracked her throat as she wrapped her arms
around the pillow he'd laid on and inhaled his scent. In her heart of hearts she knew that
something had been reborn there between them that afternoon… but at the expense of her
heart….
He was gone; she knew it as well as she knew the Greek language. Yet he wasn't. And perhaps
that was worst of all….
TBC…
A/N: I know the chapter's a bit short. But after being absent for so long, I come bearing gifts, so
don't despair. :)