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Chapter 2: Meeting and Some French

~Gomez's POV~

She's here again. I can see her sitting on her bench. This is the sixth night in a row that I've watched her. The sixth night in a row that I've waited until she's left so I can smell her now familiar perfume and pick her rose stem. This time, I want to know her name. I decided to approach her. Slowly and quietly, I walked up the hill and stood behind her, but I just stood there, not daring to disturb her.

~Morticia's POV~

It has become routine now. He watches me and waits until I leave to go to the bench and pick up my stems. This time, I hear footsteps approaching, my heart beats faster as I sit there, impatiently waiting to meet him. He stops right behind me, but doesn't say a word.

"Hello." I say, deciding to begin the conversation. "Would you care to sit?" I say still concentrating on the hills in front of me.

He doesn't say anything, but he sits down beside me. I wait for him to say something.

"I'm Gomez. Gomez Addams. What's your name?" he asks.

"Morticia." I say, but this time I turn to look at him. He has bright green eyes, a mustache, and jet black hair. He was quite handsome.

"Do you come here a lot, Morticia?" He asked, his eyes penetrating mine.

"Yes, I love it. It's so quite and beautiful." I said, looking at the moon.

"Me too. It's a great place to come and think," he said smiling, "but, I like it best on stormy nights, where there is thunder and lightning."

My lips curved into a smile as I turned to face him. "Tell me Gomez, why is it we have never met?"

"I don't know. I think it has been rather unfortunate that we haven't." He grins.

"Oui, tres malheureux." I said trying to impress him. What he did next rather impressed me.

~Gomez's POV~

It was as if someone has turned on a switch inside me. My heart started racing and I could feel my blood rushing through my body.

"Was that…French?" I asked.

"Oui." She said with a confused look on her face.

That did it. I lost my self control and leaned over and took her hand and began kissing it. "Say some more." I pleaded as I placed a trail of kisses up her arm.

"Au revoir." She said it a breathy tone. This time I kissed her up and down her neck. "Mon amo-" she was silenced as my lips covered hers.

~Morticia's POV~

I don't know what got into him, or me for that matter. But his lips, his war kisses, felt so good against my skin. As his mouth covered mine, I felt something, something new, something I had never felt before. I didn't want it to stop. He wrapped his arms around me and ran his fingers through my hair. I followed suit. Our tongues played a game of cat-and-mouse. It wasn't long after we had to pull apart for air.

I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. The expression he had on his fave was that of uncertainty.

"I…I…I'm sorry." He said as he looked down at the bench. "I don't know what came over me and-"

"Gomez! It's okay!" I said as I smiled at him. The sun began to come up in the distance. I stood up. "I should get going. I hate the sunrise."

"Me too." He said as he stood up, this time though, he wasn't as close as before. I think he still didn't believe what had just happened was okay with me. I liked him, a lot. He intrigued me. I didn't mind.

We walked down the hill in silence and when we reached the gate, I turned to face him. I stepped closer to him.

"When will I see you again?" he asked.

"Soon. I hope. Very soon." I said and quickly placed a kiss on his lips. "Au revoir."

"Morticia, that's French." I could see the passion flame up in his eyes.

"I know. " I said as I walked away, leaving him with lust in his eyes and a smirk on his face.

"I hope I see you again really soon, Gomez Addams." I said to myself as I walked home.

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