Mary felt her heart drop to her stomach, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then she turned around.

Robert was hurrying down the step, Mary opened her mouth— but before she had a chance to say a word Robert was before her. He reached out and took hold of Mary's arm, pulling her flush against him, Mary let out a soft gasp just before Robert crushed his lips over hers.

Mary felt the tears spill over her cheeks, and she let out a small sob before wrapping her arms around Robert's neck. She raised herself up onto her tip toes and Robert lifted her off her feet.

There was no thought, the noise of the street disappeared. It took Robert a moment to realize that Mary was shaking, he pulled away, her lips were parted and her cheeks were wet with tears.

"Are you all right?"

Mary nodded.

"Why are you crying?"

"I love you, Robert."

A moment passed between them, Robert stared down at the woman in his arms. She was beautiful. They both knew that after those words they could never go back but Robert never wanted to. He dropped his face into her shoulder and dropped a kiss against the slope of her neck.

"Mary," was all he said and Mary did not need anything more than that.

"Excuse me."

Mary and Robert parted at once, and looked over at the cab driver.

"I don't mean to interrupt but my meters running Miss."

"You best get on," Robert said.

"I don't want to go." Mary said.

"Don't worry," Robert said smoothing a hand over Mary's hair. He could see the confusion on Mary's face.

Mary refused to leave things like this, not again. She fished into her purse and pulled out a small dented pencil, she tore a piece of paper off the pad that she kept with her to make grocery lists and things of the sort. She scribbled something quickly and handed it to Robert.

"I'm ready," she said to the cab driver, he nodded and she stepped opened the door and climbed inside.

Robert watched as the taxi drove down the street, he finally looked down at the piece of paper in his hands. There written in Mary's small handwriting was the address for the Trentham Estate. Robert took a deep breath and closed his hand.

-End

I am definitely willing to write a sequel to this story in fact I already have a title A Heart in Heaven's Hands.