Czar Red #5

Moonlight peaked thru the blinds in one deliberate ray and illuminated only his face. The rest of his body was wrapped in the gentle darkness of the shadows. She looked at him concentrating on remembering every delicious detail of his body.

He noticed her stares and connected his eyes with hers; they were bright not only with the passion that consumed him but the lingering guilt too. He smiled at her and closed his eyes with a sigh of contentment. She traced her fingers thru the soft fuzz on his chest. His muscles tensed beneath her touch and eased again as he exhaled.

She knew when she looked at him she saw what the others couldn't. They'd never be able to see the spark in him that danced despite all his blatant shortcomings. It was a secret fire that was warm to her and worth chasing after.

Lying there in the darkness with him, she felt for the first time in her life, secure. She forgot all about his broken promises, his reputation and the disproval in the eyes of her friends. She didn't want to listen anymore. She couldn't hear her doubts anyway over the pounding of her own heart.

She buried her head on his shoulder. Her fat little Irish nose fit perfectly in the crook of his neck. He brushed her back softly like her mother used to and hummed softly in her ear. She sang the words along in her head -- I know you, I walked with you once upon ...

She felt tears burning on cheeks before she realized she was crying. The words fell from her lips before she had a chance to consider their implications.

"I love you."

He abruptly stop humming; he was quiet for a few moments.

"I love you too," he whispered back; she squeezed him hard never imagining she'd ever stop being this happy.