She walked pass the supermarket next morning. Dean noticed her walk by the big windows and called out to his boss who was near by.
"Mind if I take off for five minutes? I just saw someone walk by that I need to talk to. It's urgent."
"Sure thing, five minutes," his boss said.
He ran out of the supermarket and chased after her down the street. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into an alley.
"What the hell, Dean?" She asked as he let go of her arm.
He grabbed the letter from his pocket and held it up in the air.
"I didn't write this. My dad did. Last night I found your letters. All 24 of them, all unopened. I read them all," he said.
She looked at him uneasy, not knowing how to respond to this information. He suddenly put his arms around her and pulled her in.
"I can't believe what you went through. I'm so sorry," he said.
She let him hug her. It felt so good feeling his arms around her again. After a while he released her from the hug.
"I gotta go back to work but I really wanna talk about this with you. Any chance you can come by my house again?" He asked.
"Is Friday okay? Randy is gone for the weekend on a business trip," she said.
"Friday's perfect," he said and smiled.
"I'll be there around 8," she said.
He nodded and ran back to work.
Friday rolled around and she rang his doorbell. He opened shortly after, smiled at her and hugged her. She still fitted perfectly into his arms. She entered the house and sat down on the couch.
"Look what I found," he said and held up a galliano bottle.
"Oh lord, I remember that day. We got so drunk," she said and laughed.
"I already made coffee and I bought whipped cream. Ready for round 2?" He asked.
"Bring it on," she said.
He lined up the first two shots. Half galliano, half coffee, topped with whipped cream. They downed one each.
"Man, that brings back fun memories," she said.
"Fun? I puked so bad that night," he said.
"Well, I had fun watching you being sick," she said and chuckled.
"You always were so evil," he said and gave her a gentle push.
"Hey, it was your idea to steal the bottle from your dad. I just went along with it," she said.
"So now you're all innocent?" He asked.
"Of course," she said and put on an angel smile.
"Anyway, on a more serious note..." He started and reached over to take her hand.
They talked for an hour while downing shots. They went through everything about the baby, her marriage and him being sent away on military school.
"Why don't you leave him?" He asked.
"At first I was scared. My father threathened to cut me off and throw me out. I was only 17 and had nowhere to go. They made sure I signed a prenup so that I wouldn't divorce Randy and take his money," she answered.
"So you just chose to settle like that?" He asked.
"What other choice did I have? I'm not allowed to have a job so I don't have my own money. Randy gives me a certain amount to use each week," she answered.
"So go get a job. He doesn't have to know," he said.
"I'm not good at anything," she said.
He hated hearing her talk like that about herself. She used to be more confident. He reached up and touched her cheek.
"I don't ever wanna hear you talk like that about yourself. You got so many good qualities and you know I'm right. Randy might have pulled out most of your confidence but I know the real you. I know she's still in there somewhere," he said.
She sighed and pushed his hand away. She got up and paced around the livingroom.
"What about yourself? Why didn't you ever settle down?" She asked.
"Because I see your face in every woman I'm with. None of them are ever good enough. None of them are you," he answered.
"Please," she said and held her hand up, not believing him.
He got to his feet as well.
"That's why I choose the opposite ones of you. I kept hoping to push the memory of you further away but it doesn't work. Instead I treat them like crap and they don't deserve that," he said as he walked towards her.
She backed up against the wall and he followed, finally stopping right in front of her.
"I hoped for so long that you'd come back and take me away," she said.
"I'm here now," he said.
"Too little, too late. We're not children anymore," she said.
"No, we're not. We're grown ups and we still want each other. You can't deny that, can you?" He asked.
"I don't want you," she said in a low tone.
He watched as she blinked twice fast and it made him smile. He leaned in, pinned her up against the wall and kissed her.
He pulled down her cardigan and noticed the bruises on her arms. It was clear someone had grabbed her way too tight to leave those kind of bruises. He traced his hands over them and felt her shiver.
"How often does he hurt you like that?" He asked.
"Too often," she answered.
He leaned in and kissed her shoulder.
"Leave him. Move in with me," he said.
She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him away.
"It's not that easy," she said.
"It is," he said.
"We're not children anymore," she said and walked pass him.
He grabbed her wrist and stopped her.
"Exactly. No one can stop us this time or tell us what to do," he said as he pulled her back into his arms.
"Dean, please..." She tried.
"I'm not letting you go again," he said and kissed her.
From there it went fast. Their clothes came off in a hurry and they were in his bed side by side. He was kissing her as he let his hand wander down between her legs. He remembered how she liked it and he started using his fingers on her. He smiled as her breathing started to get heavy. Shortly after those small moans that he had always loved. He kissed her neck as he pushed two fingers inside her and let the palm of his hand slide on her clit. She let out a loud moan as he made her cum. He kissed her shoulder.
"That's the sounds I've missed," he said and chuckled.
"You always had magic fingers," she said.
He laughed as he rolled on top of her and pushed his dick inside her. He started out slow. It had been ten long years since the last time he had felt her and he wanted it to last. Her small moans turned him on and he slowly increased the pace. Finally he lifted up one of her legs on his shoulder and started thrusting into her fast. He kept going till he made her cum again before finally allowing himself to cum as well.
He laid down beside her and pulled her into his arms. He showered her with kisses and took in that lavender scent he had dreamed about for so many years.
"I've missed you so much," he whispered.