Obsession: Warm Bodies, Cold Hearts

by Rice, Rachel E.

  Sean held my trembling hand, and then he said, “It’s going to be alright mommy.” Those were his favorite words. “It will be alright mommy.” His whole little world evolved around the notion that once we saw his father, his life would be full, and everything would be alright. I began to believe it too.

  The door opened. I smiled nervously and Sean smiled.

  “Hello daddy.”

  Danny looked at me with the look of where have you been all my life. He looked down at Sean and a joyous smile graced his handsome, youthful face. He lifted him into his arms and tears rolled from his eyes.

  “Sean, I love you, I love you,” Danny repeated as a tear fell from each eye.

  “I know daddy, I know.” Sean comforted Danny, by telling him that he knew how much he loved him, and they both began to cry. I cried too.

  “What are you two doing here? Come in. I have looked everywhere for you Sydney.”

  “I have been living here for a few years,” and then …He cut me off.

  “You were married to Phillip Cross and you have other children, I know.”

  “I think we shouldn’t talk about that for now.”

  “You’re right, I don’t want to revisit that heart ache, let me look at you Sydney. You are still beautiful as always, but never so much as at this moment.” He took my hands brought them to his mouth and kissed them, then shook his head in disbelief as Sean stood between us with a grin and his eyes uniting his father and mother.

  “You’re a most handsome man Danny.”

  “And you are as beautiful as the day I first saw you.”

  We continued gazing into our emotional spirits, and forgot about Sean who was excited about Venice and the pigeons that appeared to live in every crevice.

  “How did you know I would be here?”

  “Steven’s friend who is on the production staff of SWS leaked out the news.”

  “Oh, Steven.” This was the first time Danny felt comfortable mentioning Steven’s name.

  I studied Danny’s changed face. A line or two settle around the eyes whenever he laughed. He wore very short hair, like a buzz cut. His look said matured man, and his look said man with experience in life. His clothes took a more conservative appearance, no tees, and no jeans. He finally lost his tee shirts and boyish looks to GQ.

  He is a man and yet a boy in some ways.

  He was far more handsome than I could imagine. His eyes had a peaceful hue of green, clear and tantalizing as a meadow. His lips were calm with pent up fire. He was a volcano waiting to release all the love he reserved for the one he longed to touch.

  I could see in his eyes. He was more in love with me than before. Before it was the love of a young man, a hot fiery love, but now it’s the love of a maturing man—forgiveness, understanding, and passion for children and his woman who is the mother of his child.

  He took my hand as Sean played in a distance on the veranda over looking St. Marks Square. His hands were steady and glowed with heat. He pulled me close, closer and his kiss lit a fire in me. The years and bad memories hide away, and a flash of our moments came together and the only moments were the ones we were experiencing today.

  We didn’t say more, we just looked at each other and smiled. We smiled when we thought about all that we put each other through, we smiled because we have each other, we smiled because we love each other more today than before, and we smiled when we thought about what it took to bring us to this moment.

  I couldn’t wait to find out about his life, but he didn’t ask about mine. He wanted to forget everything that had brought us to this point. He didn’t ask and I didn’t tell him more.

  “Can you stay with me tonight?” he asked, and will you go with me to my premier?”

  I didn’t hesitate, “Yes! Yes! I have my own room, come by after the children have gone to sleep. Then we’ll have time to talk.”

  “I completely forgot that you and Phillip have twins, I don’t want to keep you. I’ll see you tonight.”

  I didn’t tell Danny better. I wanted him to see for himself. Before I left his room, Sean kissed his father and asked him to tuck him into bed. I wanted him to tuck me in too. I left without telling him how much I love him. I think he knew.

  At nine o’clock, Danny knocked on my room door. I took hours to dress for the occasion. I had to steady my nerves, calm down, act like a worldly woman, which by now I was that and then some. In his hands, he carried the largest basket of pink, yellow, and red roses.

  “I came to tuck Sean into bed. I came to see you, and this time I’m not leaving and you aren’t going to leave me.” He stated sure of himself. “Marry me.”

  “I have a boy and girl, and they are very young, can you accept that?”

  “I love you and I can accept anything!”

  I took his hand and led him into the children’s room where the nurse was sleeping nearby. “Come, look at my beautiful babies.”

  We tiptoed into the room where our twins were sleeping, and Danny looked with astonishment, but with love instead of resentment.

  “When were you going to tell me?”

  “I’m telling you now. I thought you never wanted to see me again.”

  “Woman, you are always thinking for me. These are our children and you never told me,” he said with tears streaming down his cheeks.

  “I know that was stupid. Can you forgive me?”

  “I can forgive you of anything. This is my little family, and you have made me the happiest man alive,” he said. He sat on the floor, I anticipated his motion and I sat also, and we hugged each other. He gathered my hands into his and kissed my hands, and that kiss was a shelter from a winter storm.

  “I love you so much. I knew I could never love another woman again the way I love you. I didn’t know why and now I do. Will you marry me?”

  I didn’t pause, I didn’t give him time to think, I said yes, and the world heard my cry, “Yes! Yes !Yes!”

  We married in a small Basilica overlooking the Mediterranean Sea. We walked out of the church and a cool breeze from the sea touched my face, and there stood Jeremy.

  Danny was overjoyed at seeing his brother at his wedding to wish him well. We left and honeymooned for a few days in Venice because Danny didn’t want to leave the children.

  He finally got what he desired. I got the man I wanted, and a ride under the Bridge of Seines in Venice.

  Danny promised to take me to Spain for our honeymoon as soon as the promotion for his movie ended. I agreed. I would agree to anything he proposed.

  Danny reluctantly agreed to move into the home I shared with Phillip, only until I found another. We began to share a lifetime of loving with our children. Danny tried to make up for lost time. He stayed up at night and fed the twins, then rocked them to sleep at night. He changed diapers and dismissed the nurse so he could bond with his children.

  We finally reached the point that took us off the beaten path, and as Robert Frost stated, “ I took the road less traveled and it has made all the difference.” Our friends and my family called to congratulate us and tell us how happy they were to know that we are happy at last.

  The children asleep in their rooms left us the chance to discover the passion of years that had consumed our bodies and senses.

  Lying in bed with Danny, holding each other tightly, I felt the warmth of his body, and in my back, I felt the slow rise of his erotic sensual nature. I felt the strength of it as he pressed it into my body. I turned and peered into his eyes and he kissed me gently as his hands fondled my breast, and sent me into a sexual frenzy. He moved to my breast and lay midway as he kissed my stomach.

  All my nightmares vanished and my dreams finally came true.

  We found ourselves longing for each other’s bodies in the most private and unusual ways. Once repulsed by the thought of other lovers, soon faded, but the passion that stemmed from the knowledge gave way to a more intense lovemaking.

  Danny approached my body as a man trying to prove that any past lovers c
ould never equal him in his love and passion for my body.

  The oral lovemaking that I couldn’t resist would bind me to him forever.

  It was an endless feeling of pleasure whenever I gazed into his eyes, it was an endless feeling of warmth whenever he touched my breast, it was an endless feeling of longing for his body whenever he was around, and I will never be the same.

  My gamble had finally paid off, because I double down on the cards of life, and I won! I won!

  The next morning we lay in each other’s arms with the secure peace and harmony of two lovers, and two friends can depend on. Harmony in life is a difficult concept. It means a pleasing arrangement. We finally had a pleasing arrangement in our lives.

  Then there came a tap at our bedroom door, and Sean scampered into the room, jumped on the bed, kissed Danny then me.

  “Daddy, daddy, guess what?” Before Danny said a word, Sean announced, “Uncle Jeremy is visiting, and he’s waiting downstairs, come.” His little hand led Danny out of the bed and to his destiny.

  – The End –

  Coming to Amazon in the summer of 2012, Rachel E. Rice’s book two (Naked Obsession) of the Obsession series.