Robert ran around the car to open the door for Cora. He loved that she waited for him once she realised, he was going to open her door. It was still pouring down. She took his hand and together they ran to his front door. Both try to fit under the small cover above the door. Robert felt Cora's arm around his waist, while she pressed herself closer to him.

She got on her tiptoes and kissed his jaw.

He looked down at her and felt her heart beating against his chest. He ran his hand over her back, and he felt her shiver. "We should go inside." He reached for his key to open the door. He went in first and Cora followed him.

He noticed that he had closed the door to the backroom where his piano stood. It was a relief; he did not often close that door. He still was not sure he should tell Cora about it. He knew eventually that he needed to tell her, but not yet. Especially not now, what if she would never come back. He sighed, while he felt Cora's hands on his stomach. She pressed herself against his back. She moved her hands towards his chest and pulled him even closer.

Slowly he turned around in his arms, so he was facing her again. She was looking up and he did not wait for her to get on her tiptoes, he bent down and pressed his lips on hers. He felt her fingers digging into his skin trying to get closer to him. She parted her lips, and Robert moved his tongue in. Her hands started to roam over his back, one tried to get his shirt out of his pants. Suddenly he felt her hand on his skin, she managed to get his shirt out. The sensation of her soft small slender hand on his bare skin made him grow. He moved his hips backwards, trying to hide it for Cora.

She giggled. "I felt it already." She joked, while she moved her hand to his front and touched him.

This shocked Robert, he had not had the intention to go this far. He believed that you should know each other better and on a deeper level to share that. And now he was trying to keep that thought in mind, Cora's hand still slowly massaged his manhood. He put his hand on Cora's in an attempt to stop her.

She looked up with her coy eyes. "Why not?" She asked.

"Is it not to soon?" His voice cracked; she was still moving her hand.

"I do not know; I only know that I want to know and feel more of you." She crashed her mouth on his again, walking him back towards the sofa. She pushed him down, while not braking the kiss. Once he was seated, she sat on his lap. With her finger she ran from his cheek towards his chest. "You are so handsome."

Robert had rested his hands on her hips, trying to keep her on his knees instead of his groin. Cora was kissing his neck and chest now. He moved one hand towards her neck and massaged the back of her scalp. He felt her moan, he had noticed before that she liked it when he massaged her on that spot. He wanted to know how the rest of her body would feel, while kneading her skin and muscles.

Suddenly he lifted her off his lap and laid her down on her stomach. He started massaging her shoulders, slowly working down over her back towards her hips. He pulled her blouse up, so he could touch her skin. Where his hands had left, he ended with kisses. Her body started to relax under his touches. It pleased him that he had found how to get her this relaxed. He had never been in a long serious relationship and the woman he had dated had been very quick and mostly focussed on the deed than on the fun you could have before, or even without the ending.

As he reached her buttocks and continued his massage there, he felt Cora squirm. He was thrilled to see her enjoying the massage so much! Although he hoped it was enjoyment. He bent over her and kissed her earlobe. "Are you liking this?" He inquired.

Her response was a deep moan, what made Robert chuckle. He pressed some more kisses to the back of her neck. He turned her around, when he finished his massages. He admired her beauty. She was just perfect, chestnut brown curls, blue eyes, perfectly shaped red lips. Small breast, slim waist and perfectly sculptured buttocks.

"Does the sight please you?" Cora had let her eyes wonder over Robert's body. He had brown short hair, a strong jaw. His chest was wide and strong. Some of his buttons had opened and she could see his chest hair. She had already seen how nicely shaped his behind was. She loved that you could see that he cared for his body, but still enjoyed his food. The way his hands had massaged her was something she would love to experience again; she had not felt this relaxed in a very long time.

"I like it very much." Robert replied. "You are stunning darling Cora. Please do not go to New York."

Cora wiggled to get out from underneath him and she sat up, trying to straighten her blouse again. She pulled the elastics out of her hair and fixed her ponytail. "I do not have a choice."

Robert sat down next to her; he moved his hand towards her cheek. "Can you promise me that you will come back?"

She put her hand on top of Robert's and slowly brushed over his hand. "I cannot promise that, but what I can promise is that I will do everything to convince Mama to let me go back to London."

"What a mess this is. And on top of that my mother is calling me all the time and I do not know what she wants." He looked at Cora and he saw so much compassion in her eyes that it almost hurt. "I think I do know what she is trying. Since I have been in Downton, she keeps inviting the same woman. And I am convinced that she hopes that I will start being interested in her and eventually marry her. But." he paused and looked at Cora, he smiled softly. "She is not even attractive to look at, let alone talk to."

Cora softly chuckled.

Robert took her hand in his. "The first day I met you, you intrigued me, we could have a conversation from the first second. And it is still so easy to talk with you. It does not even have to be about something real, I cannot really explain."

"That is alright. I do know what you mean, I do feel the same. It is so incredibly easy with you and to be honest." Now it was Cora who paused, a smile played around her lips. "I have never seen a more handsome man than you." She felt her cheeks colour.

"Did your mother not tell you not to tell lies?"

Cora swatted at his arm. "I am not lying." She saw doubt in his eyes and quickly pressed her lips on his. "You are handsome, just accept it."

"I guess I will take it." He got up. "Do you want something to drink, my sexy lady?"


While Robert was in the kitchen, Cora took the change to look around. She saw two papers laying on the side table. She glanced at it, she paused and looked again. That was her handwriting. Where did Robert find these? How did he get them?

"Oh, you found the little poems."

"Where did you get these?"

Robert took the papers from her. "They were lying on a bench. And I do not know why, but they speak to me. As if the writer was talking directly to me. "'His hand is warm and safe in yours. Your head is resting on his shoulder as he caresses your hand with his thumb." he quoted.

"You almost know it by heart?" Cora said surprised.

"I do." Robert still looked at the papers. "Wait. How did you know that I quoted the exact line, you only looked at them very briefly.

"Those are my words, that is why."

He gave her a confused look.

"One day I finally heard that pianist play again, and I went outside to find where it came from. You know that story. That same day I sat down in a park near the music and tried to write. But I had just finished my book and was not sure what to write. So, it tried out some poems, they did not turn out the way I hoped. I ripped out the papers, but I thought I had put them back in my notebook. But the fact that you now have them means that I misplaced them."

Robert still looked at the notes in his hands, he smiled. "I knew they were special." He said very softly. He dropped on his knees in front of Cora and took her hands in his. "You need to come back; you just need to."

"Oh Robert, I promise that I will try my best. I cannot imagine living a life without you in it."

"There is something I need to show you." Robert said, at the same moment his phone started ringing. He looked at the screen and saw it was his mother again.

"Take it Robert, what if something has happened with your dad, you said that you were ignoring her calls all day. Please take this call. I need to go home either way, tomorrow will be a long day." She kissed his cheek.

Robert answered the call, he gave her a desperate look. He tried to get her to stay a bit longer, but she kissed his cheek and walked towards the door and left.