> > It was early in the morning, station time, and the evening had gone
so
> >well. But he was starting to wind down. As they danced yet another slow
> >tune he wispered softly to her, "It is getting late Res. While I would
> >just love to spend the night here dancing and have a great time with you,
> >it is time that I should be going. Duty will call in the morning, and no
> >mater where I go I can not hide from that reality. After this dance, I
> >will have to take my leave, but may I walk you somewhere before we have
to
> >part company?"
>
> "You can walk me to my temporary quarters," she murmured in reply, taking
> his hand. Her intensely blue eyes, usually crystal-hard like diamonds,
were
> soft. Something in her was gnawing at her. Usually when she took a lover
it
> was purely physical, no strings attached. But she actually... liked this
> man. If she was ever to see him again, she wanted to play this right.
>
> When they reached her rented quarters, she stood on her toes and, before
he
> could say anything, kissed him. Softly, slowly. "Thank you for bringing
me
> home, Sam," she said to him.
>
He was taken aback. Not that he minded, but the kiss was the best
he had had in some time. The softness and geltleness of those lips... it
just blew him away. He was definately interested now...
Sam drew her in closer, holding her securely, safely in his arms. The
kiss that came from him was just as warm and mysterious as she believed him
to be. With his light, yet strong touch on her back she could tell that he
liked her too. Liked her in oh so many ways.
When the kiss ended, several seconds later that seemed like forever,
he said ever so softly, "Oh thank you for helping me forget the universe.
May I attempt to return the favor- help you forget your troubles....." His
eyes were absolutely glued to her, and nothing was gooing to take them
away...
{response}
