Thursday, May 7, 2015

Blame it on the Music

Two
It took her a moment to rebound from the soul shaking surprise of seeing him again.  “Oh, it’s been a couple of years now, I think,” she muttered casually.

He placed his hand around her arm, steered her toward the bar and murmured, “I think I need to get you another glass of wine.”  Unable to get any sound to come from her lips, she smiled coyly and nodded.  She wondered if he could sense the excitement she was so expertly trying to conceal. After all this time he still looks so damn good she noted silently relishing each stolen glance at him as he navigated through the crowd toward the bar.

He handed her a glass of red wine and motioned to an empty table, "Let’s go grab that one.” She nodded as they made their way to the table along the fence.

“This looks like a cozy spot and the breeze feels nice” she observed.

He smiled as he brushed the windswept hair from her eye, “So tell me; what are you up to, still teaching? You still have a few weeks of summer break, yes?”

She savored his touch and hoped her reaction could keep that delicious secret.  Nodding, as she sipped her wine, “Right, I have 5 more weeks yet.  What about you?  Are you staying out of trouble?” she teased.

“Hehe, mostly. Work keeps me busy and I try to get out on the bike whenever I can.”

“You know, you have not taken me for a ride like you said you would,” she challenged brazenly.

His steely blue eyes peered directly into hers and he trumped her challenge, “Well this is your lucky day; I’m on the bike tonight.  Drink up and I’ll take you right now.”

She swallowed what was left in her glass in one gulp and upped the ante, "Come on, let’s go then.”

He laughed, grabbed her by the hand and walked briskly toward the lot behind the park.  As they reached the bike, he took her purse and placed it in the side bag. He asked, “Do you have anything to tie your hair back?”  She shook her head no.  He reached into the side bag and pulled out a bandana.  He instructed her to lift up her hair as he tied the bandana loosely around her neck and then pulled it up like a headband making sure her long blond tresses were tucked behind.  “Is that, tight enough?” he questioned. “You should put on some sunglasses too, if you have them.”

She put on her sunglasses making sure that the temple tips were tucked securely under the bandana.  “I’m all set,” she replied eagerly.  He extended his arm for her to hold onto while she mounted the bike.  Once she was seated, without warning he grasped her face with both of his hands and kissed her unsuspecting lips firmly.  “You better hold on tight,” he admonished teasingly. Still breathless from that stolen but delicious kiss, all she could do was nod.

It was hard for her to resist him even though she knew she should.  The allure of his kiss, his very touch sent her into a place where logic, common sense and rational thought wouldn’t follow.  Every moment with him was like being suspended where time ceased to exist and only unbridled raw emotion and passion reigned.  He was so dangerous to her and she knew it.  As he revved the engine he glanced back at her and smiled; she wrapped her arms tightly around him.

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