Happy. Happy was the word. She held between her fingers she had desired for so long. There was writing on the paper, in black and white that she was Doctor. Dr. Julia Ogden. She felt her heart pounding in her chest. She had arrived after so many years of efforts, sufferings, sacrifices, defeats, resignation, she had finally accomplished that in which she no longer believed in, her dream. She felt important, existing, courageous and triumphant. She had never thought for one second that her dream would come true, that she would be in this dark room crowded and we mention her name aloud, which would give her the diploma to applause. Julia dreamed of this since she was a child, and the choice had finally removed. For a while. Fate had made her meet a person who believed in her more than she would have ever done. This man had been able to support, encourage, to comfort her. He reminded her who she really was and she could never thank him enough for that, for having given her the feeling of being alive again.
As soon as the reception was ended, she was rushed to a phone, she dialed the police station number four number and asked to speak to Detective Murdoch emergency. She heard the concern in his voice when he dared ask for the results of the examination.
-I had it William, I am admitted, I am Doctor, Dr. Julia Ogden.
He then sighed with relief.
-I am so happy for you my love, he said overjoyed, I knew you were capable of.
-It's thanks to you, if you had not been there ...
-If you had not been brilliant and determined you are'd failed, cut the young man, I'm proud of you.
She had not responded, smiling shyly, blushing, and she had offered to come celebrate the new at home for a dinner with Olivia, for an quiet evening in family. William had hesitated, thinking all this rather risky, but the woman managed to make charming and he yielded. She then hung up the phone and she was returned home. Since she watched that piece of paper. Happy, she was happy, simply.
Julia walked down the street to do some shopping for the given dinner that evening. She had dismissed her maid and she had taken the road of downtown. She wanted to prepare everything herself, that everything can be perfect. She looked at the shop windows, keeping an eye on Olivia who was walking just before her when a strong hand grabbed her wrist. She froze, crossing the eyes of the man she knew so well for many years. Immediately she felt a knot in her stomach and his throat tighten. She glanced at Olivia busy looking at a window.
-Darcy, breathed Julia, what are you doing here?
-I came to see you honey, he murmured, stroking her cheek, I miss you, you know.
-You left town overnight, without a word, without an explanation I ...
-You know why I did it, cut the young man, the police search me.
-Rightly, Julia replied bitterly, you're an accomplice to murder Darcy and you mixed it with Olivia. You are also responsible for drug trafficking. You used my club for that.
-I see that you are well informed, is the Detective Murdoch makes you share it all on the pillow?
-How dare you?
-Do not play that game with me Julia, Darcy replied with a smile, stroking her cheek with the fingertips, I know what's going on between you. I also know what results. It's from him is not it?
-What are you talking about?
-I know your body in every detail, he paused and looked into hers before stroking her stomach, it begins to show, you can no longer hide for long.
-Darcy I ...
-It will not let you go, he whispered in her ear, if I can not have you, no one will have you.
He kissed her hair and slipped away among the crowd without another word, leaving her paralyzed on the sidewalk, stunned and terrified.
The meal was prepared since many minutes already, Julia had carefully prepared, ensuring out of her mind the events of the day. She wanted to forget the threats made by Darcy, forget the fear she felt plunging his eyes into hers. She simply wanted to enjoy the evening surrounded by the two most important people in her life. So when all was ready, she put a disc of Glenn Miller on and she waited patiently to hear the bell at the front door sounded. Yet she is frightened when was the case. She jumped up, she straightened her hair past the mirror hall and after a deep breath she opened the door. She gasped when she saw the young man standing in the doorway, holding a huge bouquet of red roses in front of him, dressed elegantly, a smile on the lips.
-Good evening,he whispered without leaving her eyes noticing how the carmine lipstick she wore make her skin more pale.
-Good evening, Julia replied in the same way without making a gesture because too overwhelmed by the sight before her.
-Can I come in ?
-Yes yes, of course, Julia stammered and away to let him in and shut the door behind him.
He looked forward to the hallway, feeling a heat win his whole body. He had imagined more than once in what kind of interior Julia could live. He imagined seeing her walk through the different rooms of her home and now he saw where she lived, he had the feeling of knowing every corner.
After a last gaze to the imposing wooden staircase one step further and went up to the first floor, he turned to her to smile widely. He handed her the flowers.
-Red roses, Julia sighed taking them, they are my favorite flowers.
-I know, replied William.
She frowned and without a word the young man slipped his hand into the small of her back to draw against him and kiss languorously.
-My congratulations on your success Dr. Ogden, he whispered on her lips smiling.
She did the same and they kissed again before hearing the voice of Olivia a little further.
-William, William, she said cheerfully, throwing herself against him, you came, I'm so happy.
The couple separated a bit and William carried the little girl in his arms, laughing.
-Me too, I'm happy to be here tonight with you Olivia.
She sank against him and the couple simply exchanged glances with a smile before heading to the lounge for a few minutes before join the table.
The dinner was spent in quiet, laughter resounded. They spent all a good time together, enjoying the delicious meals that prepared the hostess. Then they were led into the living room. Sitting on the sofa, William had told countless adventures to Olivia while Julia remained silent on their side, looking tenderly smiling. And when the time came for Olivia to go to bed, she did at heart against, insisting that William come to wish her a good night. He did it with joy, placing a soft kiss on her forehead as she clutched her doll against her.
-Goodnight princess, he whispered tenderly.
-Goodnight William, goodnight mom.
-Goodnight my sweet heart, Julia replied before kissing her in turn and the couple leaves the room.
Once in the hallway, William could not help but place his hand on Julia's hip, pulling her against him for a kiss.
-I should leave too, it is late, he whispered to regret on her lips.
-No, I beg you, Julia sighed, stroking his neck, stay , stay tonight, repeated the young woman resting her forehead against his.
-You know that we take risks if I stay with you and if I spent the night here ...
He did not finish his sentence, anchoring his gaze deep into hers. He saw that spark he knew so well, that of desire. He had to admit that the last few weeks passed without making her love had been difficult, especially since he gave her pleasure and he saw how she loved to surrender to his caresses.
-Julia, I ... it would be folly, he whispered again before kissing.
-I know, sighed the young woman in the same way, but we wanting it so much, both.
William did not answer, he kissed her again with more passion. Forgotten the good resolutions, he could not fight. He put his hands on her buttocks to hear her moan and feel her arms knotted once around his neck. He then lifted her above him without stopping to kiss her and carried her to the bedroom down the hall. When the door closed behind them, their clothes slipped to the ground, kisses, caresses and moans became more intense and passionate. They made love tenderly, with modesty, with love and with passion and pleasure. When they had finished, they took the time to calm down before a new embrace, a new dance.
-I love you Dr. Ogden, William sighed in her ear breathless.
-And I love you, Detective Murdoch, Julia replied in the same way before the young man feel her explode again.
She looked at him tenderly sleeping next to her. Hug, Julia let her fingers travel on his chest and her eyes on his entire body. She had rarely watched William sleep, auscultation in every detail of his muscles, his skin, the curves of his body. She traced the tip of the index the gunshot wound he had on his shoulder. She wondered for a moment of how she could live without him, if he had been mortally wounded that day. She wondered how she was going to live this life, to be a mother for the second time, Doctor and companion of a police Detective. But she began to dream, to imagine that every night when she came home, she would dine with him, Olivia and their unborn child. She imagined falling asleep in his arms and wake up with his kisses, eat pancakes at breakfast he would have done for them. She imagined the face that could have their child. A son. She believed she was carrying a boy. He would have black hair like his father, mysterious eyes, his smile.
Julia sighed before kiss the lips of William. She thought the threat of Darcy, she could not banish from her mind the words he had said. And she knew she had to talk to William, for their safety. After a last look given to the young man, Julia straightened. She gently extricated herself from his embrace to exit the then grabbed the shirt of William stranded on the floor and she wore it, unable to move a single second without smell his perfume surround. Picking their clothes covering the floor of the room, she dropped a small casket of dark trouser pocket of the young man. Julia picked it up, she looked a long time, frowning. No, that's not what I believe, she thought, he knows I do not want to. He does not have ...
She opened the casket to see a gold ring with dozens of white and blue stones. An engagement ring. William, no, thought Julia heart broken, do not do this, I beg you. She looked up at him. She wondered when he wanted to make his proposal tonight, no doubt, but they were captured by Olivia all evening and then they no longer think, or even discussed. How would she say no without breaking his heart? How would she be able to explain the reason for her refusal?
Julia shoved the casket in the pants and she quickly left the room, joining the kitchen to make a cup of tea and try to put her ideas clear. But unfortunately the dark liquid that was in the cup did not give her the answers she sought. She was there, standing at the kitchen sink to ruminate over and over.
When he had not found her in the bed, William had risen. He had spent his pants and he had borrowed the stairs. He had found her there, in the kitchen, staring into the void. He knew something was bothering her but he was afraid to ask, afraid of losing her if it was linked with him. Dressed in his shirt, he could not help but notice how she was beautiful and above all, he noticed for the first time that her body was changing. He smiled shyly approaching her. He tenderly put his hand on her hip to snuggle against her in her back. Julia closed her eyes, savoring the sweet embrace, laying her hand on William's caressing her belly.
-I was surprised not to see you at my side, the young man murmured in her ear, what's going on Julia?
-I do not manage to sleep, she sighed without looking back, I watched you for a long time and I've understood how lucky I was to have a man like you in my life. I realized that I wanted this family with you but I don't know if I'm ready for this. And the practice also, and what if I was wrong? What if I was not good for this life?
-You're good for this life, William replied by making her turn, you are goog to be mother, you see each day with Olivia, you're good to be Doctor and you're good for me.
She did not answer and she looked into his before pinching the lips and look at the ground.
-And am I good to be the partner of a police Detective? Am I good to wait every evening at home in fear to think it could happen something to you? What will people and your church think if they knew that you live with a woman to who you madea child as you did not marry her?
-You're strong and courageous Julia, replied William stalling one of her blond curls behind her ear, and even if you never became my wife for anything in the world I renounce you. As though that people talk behind my back, if I have you in my life, the everything else does not matter.
-William I ... I have to tell you something, continued the young woman looking at him again, Darcy ... He came to me today and he threatened me, and you too . He knows what happens between us, he understood our secret, Julia continued stroking her belly, he will make us pay one way or another.
-I will stop him.
-I do not stand to live without you, you know? Raged Julia letting the tears slide down her cheek.
William did not answer , he simply pulled her into his arms for a comforting hug. He felt her squeeze tightly against him, he felt his whole body pressed against hers and her warm breath on his neck. He stroked her back gently, up and down before burying his face in her hair, trying to forget the fear and pain he felt at that moment.
In the dark car parked in front of the house, a man was smoking a cigar. He just attended the scene set in the house opposite. He saw how the young woman had nestled in the arms of the young man, he had watched them talking, hugging and kissing for several minutes before finally they leave the kitchen and they turn off the light behind them, joining together the bedroom.
to be continued...