Chapter 5 Correction… attempted Avoidance
Ruthie grabbed a thermos of coffee and a papaya and headed out the French doors of her suite with a book "Pride and Prejudice" and onto the rooftop. It was one of her favorites and she'd read over ten different versions of it. This one was the original thing, by Jane Austen. And it was her fourth time reading it. She didn't realize that only one room over on a beach chair sat someone she very much wanted to see and very much dreaded to see, pouring over a National Geographic.
They sat in silence, oblivious to the other for almost an hour, but when the sun began to set Martin looked up and saw someone pouring over a book. Immediately he knew who it was and with a gust of courage he decided to go over and say 'hi.'
She was indulged in the world of Jane Austen when suddenly a shadow covered the page. She looked up and stared straight into the eyes which had been haunting her dreams in sometimes sleepless nights. Martin.
"Martin, hi." "Hi," he said. "So, what've you been up to?" he asked hoping to relieve the awkwardness of the conversation. "Oh, well I've been looking at some of the historical buildings in Rome and some of the museums. It really is one of the most beautiful cities in the world." She replied. "You think so too? I love this city, when I was in college I majored in history, before I went to law school and my thesis was on Roman History and how it shaped America's culture and government system." "Oh, I studied Roman arts in college, I'm an art major." They went on for over an hour about their love of Rome and how they also had some interest in Greece.
Soon the air had become colder and Ruthie shivered a bit. Martin saw this and offered his jacket. They were both in their pajamas, but he had a slight feeling he was more warmly clad than she. They stopped talking for a while and watched the sun continue setting in the sky. It was a comfortable silence. They were both thinking.
Later on, they came back into the world so to speak and oddly enough they heard a string quartet playing a sultry semi-fast song, along with a guitarist on the roof top five buildings down. The song had a soft romantic feel to it, but a latin spice to it and seemed like yet another chance, oddly enough, to dance. Martin turned to Ruthie "Care to dance?" She decided immediately and without hesitation "Yes." So he helped her to her feet and they began to dance. Ruthie pulled one of her swivel down and dance around you numbers and this time Martin wasn't slow to pull her directly to him. He whispered in her ear "I guess I should let you go now, I am after all breaking all of the rules right?" She looked him straight in his eye and said "I guess so yeah." Her voice barely above a whisper. He slowly pulled himself away from her, but before he could remove himself fully she pulled him back and said "I said 'I guess', but even I can guess wrong." He looked at her and continued to dance. Soon the song sped up and they went into a modern tango. Ruthie danced around him and when the dance called for them to come together there was a passion between them neither could deny. He looked into her eyes and once again realized how beautiful she was. She looked into his eyes and at that moment they both knew what they wanted. He leaned in, pushing a lock out of her face and lightly kissed her cheek. She then slightly moved her face so that he was kissing her lips. He looked slightly surprised, but she gave him permission with her eyes. He deepened the kiss and tried to be gentle. He didn't want to push her. She'd been through enough. However it wasn't him who was being pushy or aggressive, it was Ruthie. She was biting his lip, begging for access to his full mouth, He gladly allowed and she opened her mouth fully to him. She tasted so good like faint peach blossoms on a summer night. He was husky and manly, with a soft ocean kissed kind of smell. There was only one thing on their minds each other. Things started turning into a heated session and soon they had to come up for air. He looked at her and said "I've broken all the rules now haven't I?" She replied seductively "I never was the good girl in school." She smiled mischievously and with that she pulled him to her and they continued to kiss. When he started kissing her neck, she moaned as he squeezed the back of her thigh. This was too much, she was in too deep and she didn't want to leave. She started pawing at his shirt, but he stopped her. She looked down, maybe he didn't want that. But she knew it wasn't that when he whispered into her mouth, "Let's not give those kind musicians over there a free show." She laughed and with that he scooped her up in his arms and she let out a shriek of surprise, as he carried her into his suite. As soon as the French doors were closed and the curtains securely fastened. Martin turned back to Ruthie. She was about to say something when he silenced her with his mouth. She moaned as he kissed even further down her neck, onto her chest.