A/N: This chapter took forever to write, as many events needed to be squeezed into it, so it makes it the longest chapter I have written to date. Enjoy and let me know what you think!
BTW - For those of you who need stronger visualization, the dress Emma is wearing (when the chapter progresses) resembles the one she wore on 2x06 when she first met Neal.
Chapter 14 – Memphis
Emma's eyes flew open, suddenly waking up from her slumber when Killian parked the car outside the river inn "Must have dozed off" She said as she rubbed her eyes with her palms and yawned "Where are we?" She looked around in the dim street light, her eyes landing on the inn's sign, briefly looking at the three-story impressive building before she turned to look at him again "Seriously?"
"What?" He replied defensively "It has a great location, only a mile off the interstate, besides you chose the last one, so it's my turn now. Sometimes you'll just have to compromise Swan – "
"Fine" She cut him off "It's your money anyways" She shrugged "I just don't get what's your deal with these fancy hotels, a bed is a bed, isn't it?"
He answered her question with a coy smile before he continued "Come on, let's get in, it's almost midnight" He got out of the car, taking out their bags from the backseat.
They were greeted with two glasses of wine at the reception before the receptionist turned to the back room, leaving them alone in the quiet space "You're not twenty one just yet" Killian said as he tipped down her glass before she managed to take a sip.
"Really?" She raised her brows at him in wonder, studying him "Come on, don't be so preachy Jones" She smiled as she looked into his striking bright blue eyes, her eyes flickering from his eyes to his hand on her glass, waiting for him to let go.
"Okay" He let go of the glass and smiled in defeat as she took a mouthful before she smiled widely at him and put down her glass on the reception desk. The receptionist returned with the keycards in hand, wished them a pleasant stay as they turned to leave, not before Emma gulped down the rest of her drink in one go, looking at Killian over the rim of her glass as she did, which followed by a toothy grin of triumph that spread across her face "Are you sure you're even eighteen?" He asked when they walked towards the elevator and she wrapped one arm around his, licking a drop of wine off her lips "Cause you kinda act like a five year old" He teased.
"I do not" She protested.
"Yeah, you just proved my point" He chuckled when she let go of his arm and gave his shoulder a nudge.
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Emma's eyes widened the moment they entered the door. It was a large suite that was furnished like a southern mansion, there was a luxury bedroom with a king size bed, an elegant spacious sitting room with a fireplace and a wet bar, and the general atmosphere was relaxing as the room had the most breathtaking view to the banks of the Mississippi "Seriously Jones, what's with you and these upscale hotels? Are you like loaded or something?" She joked.
"No" He replied hesitantly "But let's just say that I don't have any student debts, even though I rather that I did" His face grimaced slightly "Since I paid the tuition with some of the money my brother Liam and I got from our parents life insurance" He said as his gaze and mind seemed to be drifting away, reflecting on his parents memory.
Crap! Apparently she was the one who needed to know when to shut up.
"I'm sorry" She apologized as her face creased with regret "I didn't mean to pry" She took a step in his direction, resting her hand on his arm.
"It's okay" He reassured, pushing her hair back over her shoulder in a loving gesture "We're learning more about each other, so I'd say that's a good thing" He smiled warmly at her "So" He continued, his voice cheering up "You wanna hit the shower first?"
"Nah" She shook her head "Today it's your turn to go first, compromise remember?" She raised one brow as she tilted her head to one side and smiled flirtatiously.
"Always the quick learner" He said as he leaned to kiss her softly on the lips "Well, if you change your mind, you know what to do" He raised his brows suggestively.
"Haha, keep dreaming buddy" She chuckled as she pushed him towards the shower.
When he got out she was already sound asleep, the light of the TV illuminating the porcelain skin of her peaceful face. He wandered around the room, turning off the TV and closing the drapes before he slipped into the bed behind her warm body, pulling the covers over them both as he nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent like a sweet drug, before his breath evened out against her skin as he sank into a deep sleep as well.
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She woke up to the semi darkness, stretching in bed before her eyes landed on Killian who was sitting in the armchair across the bed, bending down and lacing his shoes "What are you doing?" His head whipped up when her voice suddenly filled the room, a soft smile pulling at his lips as he finished lacing his shoes. He got up and walked over to her when she pushed herself to sit up in the bed, her back leaning against the headboard "What time is it anyway?" She asked when he sat on the bed before her.
"It's almost ten" He said, his eyes squinting and his body cringing as he dreaded her reaction a bit "Please don't get upset"
"You closed the blinds so we'll sleep till late" She stated in slight shock. Sneaky bastard!
"I did" He replied and she grimaced at him "Look, thanks to your crazy schedule we're only two days away from Boston, so I thought that maybe we could take this day easy?" He asked hopefully.
She rolled her eyes at him and nodded reluctantly before he gave her a soft kiss on the lips and smiled as he got up "Where are you going?" She wondered.
"Breakfast closes at ten, so I'll go down and save us a table, see you there?"
"Sure" She replied on a smile before he turned to leave.
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Twenty minutes later she entered the hotel's restaurant, after a quick shower, dressed in a sleeveless grid printed wool-blend dress, in shades of grey and dark red, with a square neck and above the knee circle skirt. It took her a minute to spot him, he was sitting at a relatively secluded booth table near a window with a view to the oak tree lane along the Mississippi river.
He got up when he saw her approaching the table, she didn't notice before in the semidarkness how unbelievably handsome he was, wearing a short sleeve, light blue, thin vertical striped button up shirt, tucked into a pair of dark jeans and a black thick belt, that matched his black sneakers. His dark hair combed to one side, his stubble was precise and neatly trimmed, and his sparkling blue eyes when he smiled at her made her stomach flutter.
She returned a coy smile as she took a seat across from his. He on the other hand, instead of sitting back in his seat, followed and sat next to her, his hand reaching to stroke lovingly at the back of her neck when her eyes skimmed the menu, without actually reading it as she was too distracted by his touch, feeling a tension building up inside of her as she inhaled the scent of his light masculine cologne.
The breakfast included a large variety of plates, fresh fruits, cereal, granola, Irish oatmeal, honey yogurt, muffins, croissants, selection of bread and continental breakfast, but they both preferred to focus on their blubbery pancakes, he took it with a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice and she with a cup of hot chocolate, with cinnamon on top.
"These pancakes are to die for" She said with a mouthful, covering her mouth with her hand when she reconsidered her lack of manners. He smiled inwardly as he found her table manners (or lack of) quite endearing, having already heard the story about the big kids that used to swipe things off her plate if she wasn't eating fast enough. She swallowed and added "And this view is absolutely breathtaking, I – "
"It's not nearly as breathtaking as you" He cut her off on a smile as he pushed her hair back over her shoulder, his fingers slowly grazing the side of her neck, before his voice dropped a notch "And I bet you taste sweeter than these pancakes" He said suggestively as he licked the chocolate syrup off his lips and looked into her eyes, his hungry eyes making her swallow hard as she felt a flush of heat making its way to her cheeks.
"You're such a smooth talker" She rolled her eyes slightly as she turned to face him "Are you trying to get me in bed Jones?" She asked, her voice just above a whisper as she raised one brow and looked at him.
"I am" He leaned to whisper in her ear, his voice low and seductive, shooting sparks between her thighs "How am I doing?"
"I'd say you're about half way there" She endeavored to maintain her composure "So… " Her voice trailed off when he suddenly scooted closer, his lips hovering over her neck as his hand found its way to the bare skin of her inner thigh "Damn" She bit back a moan as her eyes fluttered shut, rolling to the back of her head.
"Wanna move this upstairs?" He whispered hotly in her ear.
"Uh hum" She nodded eagerly and he responded in an instant, taking her hand in his as he got up, beckoning her to follow. He intertwined their fingers together as he pressed the back of her hand to his chest, his free hand signing and tipping quickly at the checkout before they hurried towards the elevator. They glanced at each other when they waited for the elevator as he pressed the button a few times impatiently, which made her smile coyly as she glanced at the floor in slight embarrassment.
As soon as they were inside the elevator and the doors closed behind them he let go of her hand and pounced on her, his hands anchoring at her waist, pinning her against the mirrored wall as his lips attacked hers "Emma" He whispered hungrily against her lips when one hand reached to bury in her hair at the back of her head "You're driving me crazy" He tugged on her hair, tilting their heads and invading her mouth, her maple syrup mixing with his chocolate as their tongues clashed and danced together in unison.
"Wait" She whispered when she soundly tore her lips from his and gasped, gently pushing him back, trying to catch her breath as she licked her lips, relishing the taste of him "The doors can open any second now"
"You're right" He said as he exhaled heavily and smiled, pulling away from her, his hands reaching behind his back to lean on the rail of the mirrored wall as he lowered his head, gazing at his foot tapping anxiously against the floor, impatiently waiting for the doors to open, briefly cocking his head to one side as he glanced her way and they exchanged beaming smiles.
The elevator doors opened and he gestured with his hand for her to go out first before he followed, gradually regaining his composure as he paced behind her down the hall. She inserted the keycard in the slot above the handle, glancing and smiling at him as she did.
She opened the door and he closed it behind them, his hand still on the knob as he leaned his back and one foot against the door, looking at her as she kicked off her boots and turned to face him, his eyes skimming over her body, over the exposed skin of her long legs, up to the dress that complimented her youthful figure, to her golden hair that fell in waves around her shoulders and to her beautiful face, the sparkling green eyes of hers, her high cheekbones and her perfect smile that managed to wash his body with a warm and fuzzy feeling every time.
They locked eyes, standing only three steps apart, staring at each other in silence.
She was the first to tear away her gaze, smiling a bit nervously as her eyes wandered around the room "Come here" He said softly with his husky voice as he pushed himself from the door, taking a step in her direction, beckoning for her to do the same.
She obliged and they closed the distance, her hands anchoring at his waist as his hands reached to cradle her neck, his thumbs gently trailing her jaw line before he leaned to kiss her softly on the lips, again biting back the three little words that were on the tip of his tongue. She tilted her head to deepen the kiss and he responded immediately, his kisses turning more heated and consuming, one hand buried in her hair, the other stroking gently the bare skin of her arm. She felt a burning desire to feel him inside as her body grew hotter and her hands trailed up to his chest, moaning softly into his mouth.
Her hands tugged at the sides of his shirt, yanking it out of his pants before she began unbuttoning his shirt, slowly revealing more of his pecs and abs, her fingers trailing his muscles lines as her lips trailed kisses along his neck, extracting a deep moan out of his mouth as he threw his head back. She walked him backwards until his back hit the door with a thump "Damn" He growled, her sudden dominance taking him by surprise.
Her hands moved to unbuckle his belt as she went down to her knees in intention to do exactly what Neal had taught her, what he had told her a woman should do to turn a man on. She raised her gaze, her eyes meeting his as she slowly pulled his belt off his pants, knocking it to the floor.
Killian leaned down to pull her back up, before her hands even reached his fly "Believe me when I say that there's no need for that" He said as he attacked her lips once more, turning them around, one hand anchoring at her waist, pressing her against the door, the other at the back of her head as he forcefully pressed his lips to hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, his kisses full of lust and want, his hands reaching for the back of her thighs, hoisting her up and pinning her against the door, letting her feel his bulge pressing in between her legs, letting her know that he meant what he said.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, raking her fingers through his dark thick hair at the nape of his neck as he carried her into the bedroom.
Two steps away from the bed she groaned against his lips in frustration when she tried and failed to slide his shirt off his shoulders as it was stuck between their bodies "Let me get that"' He said when he gently put her down to stand before him, sliding the shirt off and pulling away to rest it on the armchair in a slow movement as he looked at her.
She was so beautiful, breathing heavily, her lips red and swollen from the kisses, the skin of her face flushed from the friction of his stubble and her green eyes glazing with want.
He got closer again as she looked at him, staring at his bare chest, drawing her bottom lip in between her teeth and batting her eyes in anticipation.
His hands trailed slowly up her arms, reaching her shoulders as he leaned in, his lips tantalizing, hovering over her sweet spot where shoulder meets neck only so he can reach the zipper at the back of her dress, one hand sweeping her hair to one side as the other found its way to the zipper, slowly sliding it down.
She shivered when she felt her dress loosen, his fingers slowly grazing the bare skin of her back when his other hand let go of her hair, letting it fall down around her shoulders as it moved to slid underneath her dress and up her thigh, his lips grazing her neck, making her throw her head back as she bit back a moan, the slow pace maddening her senses as she craved more touch, craved feeling him inside.
His hands reached for the hem of her dress, pulling it over her head, making her shudder in anticipation as he leaned forward, placing it neatly on the edge of the bed "We'll need it for later" His seductive husky voice broke the silence as he looked at her, raising one brow suggestively as they both knew that he was talking about having sex in the car.
She smiled shyly when they locked eyes "God you're beautiful" He said as he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer, pressing her black lace bra to his chest when his lips found their way to hers, his hand caressing the back of her neck as his tongue danced with hers, kissing her softly and lovingly.
Her hands reached to unbutton his pants, pushing the material down as he released himself from his shoes and stepped out of his pants, her fingers toyed with the waistline of his boxers, feeling the tension between her legs grow even more.
She still couldn't believe that he was standing half naked there with her, that maybe, just maybe he really wanted her. All these months back in prison she toyed with the idea of ripping his uniform off of him, an idea she always dismissed in a heartbeat, thinking that he was way too handsome to ever notice her, knowing that he can get every woman he desired.
She tugged gently on the hem of his boxers, lifting herself to the bed, beckoning for him to do the same as she positioned herself in the middle of the huge comfy bed.
He climbed to the bed after her, looking at her, admiring her beauty as she lay before him in a black lace bra and matching panties, her long golden hair was ruffled, her cheeks were flushed and she had the prettiest little smile on her face, slowly positioning himself between her legs, reaching for one of her thighs and hooking it over his hip "You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?" He said, his voice just above a whisper as he leaned on his forearms and kissed her passionately on the lips "I intend to mend that" He murmured in between kisses "That is if you'd let me" He continued as she ran her hand through his chest hair and gasped when she felt his hard length pressing against her core, only two layers of fabric between them, thinking that if he continues grinding this way she might come undone before they'd even manage to take the rest of their clothes off.
Her hands reached for his boxers in attempt to pull them down "We'll get to that" He whispered when he stopped her, reaching for her hands, lacing their fingers together and pressing her hands into the mattress at both sides of her head. He leaned in, nuzzling her neck before he sucked on the spot where shoulder meets neck, making her writhe with pleasure beneath him, the pressure between her thighs as his mouth explored her neck doing wonderful things to her body.
He slowly released his grip on her hands, unlacing their fingers and sensually running his hands down her arms as his lips roamed down her chest, planting soft kisses when he crawled down her body, at the top of her breasts, down her flat stomach, lingering at her navel, adding a tongue to the mix before he tugged on her panties as he looked up at her and she lifted her hips in response so he was able take them off.
She expected him to come back up and bury himself inside of her, but he didn't, instead he trailed kisses up her inner thigh "What are you doing?" She asked, her voice a bit scratchy when he nuzzled her core.
"I'm pleasuring you love" He replied, his voice husky and full of lust.
"Well that tickles – " She started with a giggle and ended on a gasp when his tongue worked its magic on her bundle of nerves. The extremely pleasant sensation was unfamiliar to her as a man never went down on her before. She moaned softly and her eyes fluttered shut, rolling to the back of her head as everything turned white.
"Does it still tickles?" He asked from his position between her thighs.
"No" She replied on a whimper, aching for him to continue, aching for release.
"Good" He replied as he got back to ravishing her, lapping her folds and circling her clit vigorously, her moans becoming deeper and louder, her hips bucking involuntarily, her fingers clenching the sheets until her knuckles turned white.
"Killian stop" She begged, feeling herself on the edge of no return "I want to feel you inside"
"Uh hum" He nodded slowly as he moved to kiss her stomach "I knew you'd taste sweeter than these pancakes" He glanced at her with a smirk as her eyes widened.
This was not what she thought he meant when he said it over breakfast, apparently his mind was dirtier than she'd thought. She was already completely naked before him so how was it possible that a few words and a piercing smirk made her blush so hard?
He made his way up to her, lingering at her chest, nuzzling the top of her breasts when his hand slid underneath her back, unhooking the clasp of her bra, slowly sliding the straps off her shoulders and down her arms, revealing her perfect soft breasts as his lips wrapped around her nipple, licking and sucking gently until it hardened then moving to her other breast, giving it the same devoted attention.
She buried her hands in his hair, gently tugging on it, pulling and urging him to come up to her, he obliged and their lips joined in a desperate heated kiss as he rubbed the back of her neck "You're a vision, you know that?" He whispered when his face hovered over hers and they locked eyes as he caressed her cheek.
"Killian?" She blinked heavily.
"What is it love?"
"Nothing" She slightly shook her head, averting her gaze and smiling coyly, her perfect smile making his face light up in a flash. He trailed kisses down her neck and chest, intending to make his way back down to her heat "Don't" She pleaded.
"Why not?" He asked as he ravished her breast and glanced at her.
"I want to feel you inside" She repeated.
"And you will" He went back up to kiss her softly on the lips "I promise" He added before he crawled down her body and positioned himself between her thighs again, gently pushing one thigh up as his tongue resumed its previous activity.
"Killian"
"What?" He asked, his voice muffled against her core.
"I don't think I will be able to wait" She moaned, arching her back with pleasure.
"Then don't"
"But I want to come with you inside me" She barely managed to say the words as she was too hazed, feeling the tension inside of her on the verge of being released.
"Then will just have to go again" He said as he kissed her inner thigh "Just let go" He reassured when his hand reached up to knead her nipple and his tongue worked her clit relentlessly as he added more pressure, within seconds sending her over the edge with a strangled sob that sounded like his name. He didn't relieve the pressure of his tongue against her bundle of nerves until he heard her exhale loudly when her body relaxed as it stopped spasming.
He waited patiently, kissing her inner thighs softly, as she went down from her high before he pulled away from between her legs and lay down beside her, propped on one elbow as his other hand reached for her cheek, his thumb grazing her lips before he leaned to kiss them softly.
The soft kisses turned heated when he tilted his head so he could invade her mouth with his tongue, she welcomed the invasion, her tongue dancing with his, her relaxed body turning to face his as she reached a weary hand up to bury it in his dark thick disheveled hair.
His hand roamed down the side of her body, her arm, her waist, her hip, her thigh, making her moan softly into his mouth at the touch as she tried to move her drowsy body closer to his and he pulled her by the waist in response, pressing her to him, pulling her leg over his hip and pressing his thigh in between her legs.
She felt the familiar tension rebuilding inside of her as his hand reached to graze her breast before he leaned in, his mouth on hers pushing her gently to her back, his lips trailing from her mouth to her jaw line, down her neck, stopping at her shoulder, nibbling on it as his hand slowly slid down her waist and in between her thighs, slipping one finger inside of her, extracting a heavier moan out of her lips, her body reviving as she felt it filling with desire again.
"Gods Emma" He exclaimed as she felt so wet and tight, making him lick his lips in anticipation to feel her around him.
He moved back to kiss her lips and she groaned against his lips when he thrust his finger in and out a few times before he added another finger in attempt to stretch her just a bit more before slipping his hard length inside of her.
He quickly got rid of his boxers and positioned himself between her legs. They locked eyes, hers full of anticipation, his dark and glazing with want. He threw one of her legs over his hip as he leaned in, forcefully yet softly pressing his lips to hers as she felt his tip at her entrance, reaching her hands to tug hard on his hair when he thrust gently into her, stretching her slowly, until he was buried in her completely.
He stilled inside of her, letting her adjust to his size. Her eyes grew wide and her breath caught in her throat when she felt how big he was, filling her completely, grateful that she was already dripping wet so she was able to fit him all inside of her.
"God you feel so good" He said when he broke away from her lips, his voice hoarse and hot in her ear as he began moving inside of her, leaning and anchoring his forearms underneath her shoulders, his body sheltering hers as if she was fragile, his hands gently caressing the top of her head in a loving gesture as he moved in a very slow steady rhythm.
"You can go harder" She said in a faint voice as she looked at him, a hint of insecurity in her eyes when they met his "I won't break" She said on a small smile as she reached her hands to his waist, encouraging him to thrust harder.
He gave her a kiss on the lips before he slowly picked up the pace, matching his thrusts to her shaky breaths, his chest hair grazing her nipples, his hips rolling in waves, teasing her clit, making her moan shamelessly underneath him as it did deliciously sinful things to her body, her hands tightening around his biceps, clawing at them when she arched her back in attempt to get closer to him, making him still inside of her in response, pulling her with him to straddle his lap, wrapping his arms around her, holding her body close to his, the new position making her feel even more full and stretched by him, anchoring her hands at the nape of his neck.
He pushed her hair back over her shoulder and kissed her softly on the lips, his hand reaching her cheek, his thumb trailing up and down her jaw line as he admired her beauty, staring deep into her beautiful green eyes before she averted her gaze as she began moving on top of him "I love you" The three little words escaped his lips. It wasn't how he planned to say them, but the pure closeness caused his heart swell in his chest that he just couldn't help himself, and since the words were already in the air he had no choice but wait for her to respond, wait for her to run away, but she seemed as if she didn't notice as she kept moving, only that she did, but she already knew better than to pay attention to what a man says during sex.
He kissed her passionately on the lips when she rocked her hips against his, taking him deeper with each movement, making him growl against her lips, he tugged gently on her hair, pulling her head back, exposing more of her throat as he nibbled his way down her neck and sucked on the sweet spot, where shoulder meets neck, his hands rocking along with her hips, encouraging her to move faster until he couldn't take it anymore, needing control, moving them to their previous positions, his body hovering over hers as he thrust in and out in a frantic pace, his thumb circling at where they were joined, driving her mad with pleasure, driving her mad with want. Her back suddenly bowed off the bed as she gasped for air, her body trembling when the waves of pleasure washed over her again, her walls cramping around him, pulling him with her over the edge.
It took him a minute to catch his breath, her hands roaming the lean muscles of his sweaty back, their foreheads touching as his warm heavy breaths puffed out against her lips before he rolled them over, pulling her into his embrace.
They lay in silence for a few minutes, her head resting on his chest, not minding the slick feel of the sweat against her cheek as her fingers toyed with his chest hair.
"Where are you going?" He asked when she suddenly pulled away from his embrace.
"To take a shower, we really need to get going"
"What's the rush?" He reached for her hand, beckoning for her to come back to bed.
"If we are ever to get you to Boston – "
"Trying to get rid of me already?" He asked, only half joking, as he raised his brows at her when they locked eyes, noticing that the question making her feel a tad uncomfortable "Come on, stay with me" He pleaded as he tugged on her hand, urging her to come back to him, wanting to pull her in for a kiss "Let's stay one more night, the room is already paid for"
"Really?" Her eyes widened in surprise "You were that sure of yourself that you'll manage to get me into bed?"
"Of course not" He smiled and gave her a look she couldn't quite figure out, couldn't read if he was telling the truth. She crawled back to bed when he looked at her with his alluring blue eyes, melting her in a heartbeat, his lips too tempting to pass, effortlessly drawing hers back to them as she buried her hands in his ruffled sex hair, caving into the kiss, caving into him.
Ugh! Why did he have such a hold on her? She refused to admit it, but he already captivated her with his charms and good looks, and now it turns out that he was also some kind of a sex god that knew to play her body like an instrument? She knew right there and then that if she'd ever let him fully in her walls that she'd be gone for good, he would become her addiction and she will never be able to wean herself off of him.
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They spent the rest of the day together in pure bliss. They grabbed sandwiches for the road as they went for a stroll along the oak tree lane, picnicking on the grass as they embraced the river breeze from the mighty Mississippi, ending with a hot make-out session. Later, they played fish and rummy in bed as she asked for a rematch, knowing he had purposely forfeited the night before, wanting to prove she can win without his help, and she did, part of the times at least.
Dinner mimicked breakfast, as they were flirting more than dining, ditching the restaurant in favor of the cozy room and comfy bed, repeating their morning activities, setting a new record as she reached her peak five times that night. They fell asleep exhausted but sated as he held her in his embrace.
In the morning he woke up first, as he always did, finding himself tangled up in her, inhaling her scent deep into his lungs, taking in the energy shot he so desperately needed before he leaped out of bed, readying himself for the day ahead.
They checked out early in the morning, leaving the beautiful inn as they headed for the parking lot. She gazed at the Mississippi river when he put their bags in the car, a hint of sadness in her expression.
"Ready love?" He asked, his voice waking her up from her haze.
"Yeah" She averted her gaze from the river to him "I guess we'll always have Memphis" She said with a soft sad smile.
"What's that suppose to mean?" He studied her.
"Nothing" She smiled in embarrassment as she shook her head, her eyes flickering everywhere "I just love gone with the wind"
He smiled softly at her, refusing to read too much into it, too scared to know what was really on her mind "We'll always have Memphis" He repeated before he leaned in to kiss her softly on the lips. The sound of his thoughts muffled by the soft sound of the Mississippi river water.
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