Note- Lucky never married Liz. Cameron was never born. This is before any of that in Gh canon history.

Never Say Goodbye

Part Three

November 2003

He had loved her for years, so quietly that no one guessed. Not even her.

Lucky loved Emily in his own head and his own heart and his soul, away from the world's prying eyes. But he never really thought he could become her man. Emily always seemed to be with someone else, and look at Lucky as just her best friend. He could have settled for that because being her best friend was the most important role in his life. It didn't even feel like it was settling. He felt grateful for that place in her world. But if she wanted to give him more, he would gladly take it. He would take just as much as she offered and let his love for her out into the light of day.

Lucky wanted to make love to Emily slowly and show her just how much she meant to him. They would only have one first time. He wanted it to be a memory that she could hold in her heart forever.

Their kisses slowly grew more intense, but each time they did he would shift their positions and give them a moment to recover and then start kissing her again. It was delicious torture to see just how long he could resist letting his hands explore her body more throughly. He never would have been able to take it so slow if he wasn't sure they would have more nights together...times when they could be wild and reckless and insane together. They would have that later. Right now he wanted to give her something as beautiful as the all the love she had given him through the years by being his best friend.

Lucky laid a trail of soft kisses along her neck and then nuzzled it. "You're beautiful, Emily. No one is more beautiful than you are."

"You're so biased but I love it."

"Good. Love it. Cause you're gonna be hearing it all the time."

He moved his head back and looked into her eyes. They sparkled with love and lust and hope. All for him. Lucky throbbed with desire for her. Only her. He could barely believe she really thought someone else meant more to him. Not now. Not ever again. Emily meant everything to this man.

He sat up and slowly pulled her upright too. Then he started kissing her again, as one of his hands slowly worked up her sweater and then closed around her breast, cupping it for the first time ever. She let out a very soft moan, urging him along, and he started to caress her, rolling the nipple between his fingers. Emily squirmed and arched into him. She tore her mouth off his and said "So good...its so much better because its you."

That sent him over the edge. Just kisses were not going to be enough anymore.

Reaching down, he took hold of the bottom of her shirt. With his eyes locked on hers, he looked at her for permission, and she nodded. Lucky helped her out of it. His eyes feasted on the site of her lace clad breasts, the curve of her waist, the way her eyes looked now- so vulnerable but trusting.

He kissed her stomach first and then started to kiss up her body, stopping right beneath her breasts.

Lucky wet his lips. "I will always be good to you." He kissed the swell of her right breast. "I will always take care of you, Em." He kissed her other breast. "I will always be the man you can count on." He reached around and undid her bra, then slid it off her, taking her breasts into his hands. "As much as this changes everything..." he caressed both her breasts "it also changes nothing..." he bent to lay a kisses over her breasts "this is just my love for you, Emily, and you have always had that...always."

She lay back down and he kept softly kissing her breasts.

When his tongue first licked over her nipple, it sent an erotic shock straight to his groin. Every single touch and kiss felt more intense because it was between him and her...she was right when she said it was better because it was them together.

He swirled his tongue over her nipple and then sucked it into his mouth. She started to moan softly.

Every moan made him feel powerful...he was the one making her feel this good...finally she was letting him be everything to him. He spent long minutes suckling each of her breasts, throughly loving the taste and feel of her in his mouth, until finally Emily took his hand and shoved it against the outside of her jeans. He rubbed his hand against the center of her. Smiling he moved away from her breasts, and as he kept rubbing her, he moved up to her lips again.

He told her "I always did want to make out with you in high school."

"If you make love to me right now...we can make out in the backseat of your car next week...I promise...just please...Lucky...I'm so wet...I'm so ready for you."

Those words sent his hands in motion. He undid her pants and she slid out of them while he stood up and undressed. He watched her as she slipped out of her underwear, biting her bottom lip as she revealed herself fully to him. Her eyes grew even darker with need for him, until the intensity was so much that she glanced away, as he slid a condom out of his wallet.

He opened it and Emily's eyes darted back to him. She whispered "Wait...let me. Let me touch you."

Moving to the edge of the bed, Emily sat up. She visibly swallowed right before taking the hard, thick length of him into her hands. She moaned just at the feel of him.

"Em...damn...this is like a fantasy."

She stroked her hand over him, smiling slightly as she did. She ran her tongue around the tip of him. "So much...better..than my fantasies."

Emily slid the condom on him and then scooted back on the bed. Lucky moved close to her, letting his fingers go straight to her hot, wet heat and touching her there for the first time. He gentle moved his fingers over her.

"Yes, yes, Lucky...just like that."

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His feather soft touches sent shivers through her whole body.

She didn't want him to be rough, she just wanted him to go faster, for as good as it all felt and as much as she wanted it to last and last, Emily was desperate to be able to come with Lucky as quickly as she could...because she hadn't during her whole marriage to Zander.

She used to when they were just out of high school and first having sex but that all changed after they were wed at her hospital bedside. She thought they could get it all back. They couldn't. She missed Lucky most when she was at Stanford and craved his hand in hers most when she was sick. Marrying Zander was a mistake and only hurt them both. She was left sad, frustrated and guilty. Only tonight with Lucky could she let all that go.

Finally Emily could be with the man she had really wanted since the moment she came home from California. The man she had fallen in love with little by little over the years until she was in so deep she couldn't even think of letting another man touch her, of coming for another man, or withering beneath his touch...only Lucky should touch her, only Lucky was her man now.

His fingers circled over her clit, as his mouth sucked on her throat, and his other hand massaged her breast, till all of her body was humming and she was moving closer and closer to her release. "Don't stop...please, Lucky...ohhhh...yes. Yes!"

He kept working her clit but also slid a finger inside of her, pumping quickly in and out of her. Her whole body bucked against his palm. She soaked his fingers as her muscles clenched around him and spasm after spasm racked her body.

God, she thought as soon as she was able to think again, its so much better with him...I should have been with him years ago.

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Lucky slid himself back up her body and captured her lips in a kiss. He smoothed back her hair. "You're beautiful, sweetie."

"Call me that again."

Smiling he said "Sweetie."

She reached for him and stroked him. "I love the way that sounds...and I love the way you feel...and I love this...I've wanted you for so long."

As he entered her, he whispered in her ear "I love you...only you, Emily. Trust in that."

He stilled and let her adjust to the feel of him inside of her. After a moment, he started to stroke in and out of her, shallow at first and then deeper. His breathing was erratic and his heart beat rapidly...this was a moment he imagined so many times but it felt more amazing then he could have dreamed up.

Emily kissed his shoulder and neck. "So good...ohhh...Lucky."

Every stroke was slow, as he took his time making love to her. His eyes locked in on hers and created the most intimate moment of either of their lives. After long minutes, he sped up his pace. Softly he repeated her name "Em, Em, Em..." He massaged her breast, pinching the nipple gently and then harder and harder as her moans grew louder. They shared one last kiss and seconds later his body jerked to a climax and he screamed "Emily!"

Only minutes later, when he was holding her in his arms and they were breathing heavily, did he wonder if the people down in the diner heard him. He smirked, just thinking about it and really didn't care. He needed to move into his own apartment for sure, and soon, but until then he would make love to Emily in this room no matter what anyone else could hear...he wanted her way too much to give a damn.

She looked up and smiled at him. "I'm so glad I'm not on a plane for California right now."

"You were leaving tonight?"

"I couldn't tell you sooner. I didn't know if I could tell you at all."

His eyes searched hers. "I hate it that you wanted to leave town. Don't you know how many people need you here? Starting with me."

(You're beautiful beyond words
You're beautiful to me
You can make me cry


Never say goodbye.) ( Bob Dylan)

She said, "I thought I was doing the right thing for us...because I needed your friendship even more than your love."

"You have both." He captured her lips in another kiss. When he pulled back he settled her closer to his body and pulled a blanket over them. He loved the way she slung her leg over his and kept them all intertwined as she rested her head on his chest.

Emily let out a happy sigh. "I can't imagine leaving you now."

"Good."

(Time is all I have to give
You can have it if you choose
With me you can live


Never say goodbye.)

She looked up at him and her eyes met his. He couldn't get over how brightly they shined. Had they ever shined this bright for anyone else? He prayed not. Lucky knew that Emily had loved before, and so had he, but never had he felt what he did with her tonight.

He brushed his hand through her hair and tucked some behind her ear. "I want you to know, Em, this night..."

She smiled. "I know."

"It means everything to me."

"Me too."

"We're gonna have more than just this room, okay? We're gonna have dates and we're gonna make memories and we're gonna...just have it all. You're my best friend and there is no one else I want to share my life with."

(My dreams are made of iron and steel
with a big bouquetof roses hanging down
from the heavens to the ground.

The crashing waves roll over me
as I stand upon the sand
wait for you to come
and grab hold of my hand.

Oh, baby, baby, baby blue
you'll change your last name, too)

Emily said, softly, "I'm sorry I lost my faith in you. I'm sorry I didn't realize you would pick me over her."

"Over anyone. But don't blame yourself, okay? Just the next time you think...that's it..and you're looking at the door...remember that wherever you go in this world...there will be this man waiting for you to come back...I'll be waiting on you...because no one can take your place for me."

Shivering in his arms, Emily made a vow that Lucky had been waiting years to hear "I'll never say good-bye to you again."

THE END