going anywhere.”
I squeezed her tightly and
wished that I could just leave the service. I loved what I did, but
she was beginning to mean more to me than any other thing in the
world could ever mean. I’d heard guys talk about this. I was
falling for her. No question about it.
“ It’s our song.” She
closed her eyes and dropped her head to my chest. I pulled her
close as she wrapped her arms loosely around my waist. We held on
to each other as I gently moved us to the song. How I wished I
could turn back time. All I wanted was to make her mine, just like
the song stated.
That song ended and another
began as she looked to me, “Is this the CD I made…”
“ Yes.”
Her mouth hung open for a
moment before she stated, with a hint of shock in her voice, “I
can’t believe you kept it.”
“ Of course I kept it.” She
smiled at me before laying her head on my chest again. “Cassidy…” I
didn’t know what to say. The words stuck in my throat. I knew what
I wanted to say,
but she was fighting a battle with herself that I had to let her
fight.
“ Yes?”
“ Nothing. Just know that I
am truly sorry about how things went down last night, but I want to
move forward. I don’t want one night to wreck things for
us.”
Her eyes left mine as she
gazed at my shirt. “I know. Let’s finish dinner and just see where
we end up.”
We were on the couch some
time later, watching a movie. There was a pretty intense love scene
playing out on my TV as we sat and watched, her curled into my
side. I didn’t make a move on her, though I wanted to. When the
movie was over, she sat up and I could tell she was still
uncomfortable.
“ Paul, I think I should
go.”
Sighing, “Is there anything
I can do or say to change your mind?” I rubbed my hands over my
face before leaning on my knees while I waited for her answer. She
searched my face and then hung her head while she stared at her own
hands.
Barely above a whisper, she
confessed, “I care about you so much. You were the last thing I
expected to walk back into my life.”
I waited for her to go on
and when she didn’t I grumbled, “But?” She lifted her tear filled
eyes back to mine, “What do you want, Cassidy?” I didn’t dare ask
‘who’ because I was terrified that it wouldn’t be me.
“ I think I need time and
space. We jumped in head first way too fast. My divorce won’t even
be final until November.” She stood up abruptly and I joined her.
“I’m so sorry.”
I was paralyzed and didn’t
know what to do or say. I was losing her all over again, but this
time by her choice and not mine. “Cassidy.” She turned to me and I
closed the distance between us and wrapped her in my arms. She
didn’t fight the hug, in fact she may have squeezed me as hard as I
did her.
“ I really am sorry, Paul.
I understand if you hate me.”
“ I don’t hate you. I could
never hate you. I don’t think I ever stopped loving
you.”
She jerked her head up at
my words, her baby blues branding my soul. Her hands held my face
as she pulled my lips to hers. My heart was on the line and didn’t
know whether to jump the line or run from it. She’d just told me
she needed space, hadn’t she? I didn’t care. I was going to take
the kiss as far as she’d let me.
Our tongues became tangled,
competing for power. I couldn’t pull her close enough and I vaguely
recall that her shirt hit the floor before her fingers dug into my
scalp. “I’m not going to stop unless you tell me to.” We were both
panting as I trailed my teeth along her neck. If it was a goodbye
fuck she wanted, I was going to do it right. When she walked away
from me—if she walked away—it would be with trembling legs in a
passion induced coma.
Her hands pushed at me as
she backed away from me. “Wait.” She was shaking her head, “I
can’t, we can’t do this.” She bent over, picking up her shirt and
put it back on. “This isn’t right.”
I slumped against the wall,
my raging
I squeezed her tightly and
wished that I could just leave the service. I loved what I did, but
she was beginning to mean more to me than any other thing in the
world could ever mean. I’d heard guys talk about this. I was
falling for her. No question about it.
“ It’s our song.” She
closed her eyes and dropped her head to my chest. I pulled her
close as she wrapped her arms loosely around my waist. We held on
to each other as I gently moved us to the song. How I wished I
could turn back time. All I wanted was to make her mine, just like
the song stated.
That song ended and another
began as she looked to me, “Is this the CD I made…”
“ Yes.”
Her mouth hung open for a
moment before she stated, with a hint of shock in her voice, “I
can’t believe you kept it.”
“ Of course I kept it.” She
smiled at me before laying her head on my chest again. “Cassidy…” I
didn’t know what to say. The words stuck in my throat. I knew what
I wanted to say,
but she was fighting a battle with herself that I had to let her
fight.
“ Yes?”
“ Nothing. Just know that I
am truly sorry about how things went down last night, but I want to
move forward. I don’t want one night to wreck things for
us.”
Her eyes left mine as she
gazed at my shirt. “I know. Let’s finish dinner and just see where
we end up.”
We were on the couch some
time later, watching a movie. There was a pretty intense love scene
playing out on my TV as we sat and watched, her curled into my
side. I didn’t make a move on her, though I wanted to. When the
movie was over, she sat up and I could tell she was still
uncomfortable.
“ Paul, I think I should
go.”
Sighing, “Is there anything
I can do or say to change your mind?” I rubbed my hands over my
face before leaning on my knees while I waited for her answer. She
searched my face and then hung her head while she stared at her own
hands.
Barely above a whisper, she
confessed, “I care about you so much. You were the last thing I
expected to walk back into my life.”
I waited for her to go on
and when she didn’t I grumbled, “But?” She lifted her tear filled
eyes back to mine, “What do you want, Cassidy?” I didn’t dare ask
‘who’ because I was terrified that it wouldn’t be me.
“ I think I need time and
space. We jumped in head first way too fast. My divorce won’t even
be final until November.” She stood up abruptly and I joined her.
“I’m so sorry.”
I was paralyzed and didn’t
know what to do or say. I was losing her all over again, but this
time by her choice and not mine. “Cassidy.” She turned to me and I
closed the distance between us and wrapped her in my arms. She
didn’t fight the hug, in fact she may have squeezed me as hard as I
did her.
“ I really am sorry, Paul.
I understand if you hate me.”
“ I don’t hate you. I could
never hate you. I don’t think I ever stopped loving
you.”
She jerked her head up at
my words, her baby blues branding my soul. Her hands held my face
as she pulled my lips to hers. My heart was on the line and didn’t
know whether to jump the line or run from it. She’d just told me
she needed space, hadn’t she? I didn’t care. I was going to take
the kiss as far as she’d let me.
Our tongues became tangled,
competing for power. I couldn’t pull her close enough and I vaguely
recall that her shirt hit the floor before her fingers dug into my
scalp. “I’m not going to stop unless you tell me to.” We were both
panting as I trailed my teeth along her neck. If it was a goodbye
fuck she wanted, I was going to do it right. When she walked away
from me—if she walked away—it would be with trembling legs in a
passion induced coma.
Her hands pushed at me as
she backed away from me. “Wait.” She was shaking her head, “I
can’t, we can’t do this.” She bent over, picking up her shirt and
put it back on. “This isn’t right.”
I slumped against the wall,
my raging
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