Saturday, January 15, 2011

TWO

“Oh my God.”  Cate groaned softly and set her fork on the plate with a light clink.  “That was amazing.”

Jon laughed and sipped at his coffee.  “Enjoy that, did you?”

“Uh huh.  That’s some damned good pie.”  With another little purr of satisfaction Cate dabbed daintily at her lips, then laid her napkin on the table.  She smiled across the table at her husband, her heart skipping a beat as she realized how handsome he looked in the soft light of the veranda.

Jon set his cup on its saucer and reached for Cate’s hand.  “Only the best for you, Baby.”  He pulled her fingers to his lips and lightly kissed her fingertips.

Cate’s smile gentled and her blue eyes shone with happiness as she gazed at Jon.  “Have I told you lately how much I love you?”

“Yeah, you have.  But I never get tired of hearing it.”  Jon gave Cate a tender smile.  “I hope you know how much I love you too, Baby.  Every minute of every day, you’re in my heart.”

Cate nodded.  “I know.  Me too.”

They gazed sweetly at each other for a long moment, then Jon gently placed Cate’s hand on the table.  “You ready to go?”

Cate nodded and watched as Jon rose from his seat and stepped over to pull out her chair.  He helped her stand, then gently draped her wrap over her shoulders.  Despite the winter evening chill Cate hadn’t needed the heavy shawl as they dined and danced, thanks to the glowing heaters that warmed the outdoor veranda.

Jon chuckled as Cate turned to face him.  He had to tilt his head slightly upward to reach her lips.  After brushing his mouth gently over hers he grinned.  “Baby, I thought I told you not to wear those shoes in public.  You make me look short.”

Cate giggled and looked down at her aubergine suede pumps.  “Sorry.  Couldn’t help myself.  The salesman convinced me I needed them.  He did such a good job I couldn’t resist wearing them for dinner out with my Sexy Hubby.”

“Well, did he remind you that Sexy Hubby likes it when you leave those high heels on when the lights go down?”  Jon growled playfully and nuzzled at Cate’s jaw.

Cate slipped her arms around Jon’s waist and sighed.  “He didn’t have to.  I already knew that.”

“Mmmm. “  Jon’s lips moved to Cate’s and they shared a long kiss.  “But you’re gonna have to take them off in a few minutes.  Don’t wanna get ‘em all sandy.”

“What?” Cate stared at Jon for a moment before she realized what he was saying.  Then it registered. Of course.  After their first date they had walked on the beach, back to Jon’s villa at the King and Prince resort.  Her lips curved into a delighted smile.  “Are we…?”

Jon grinned.  “Yep.  We’re gonna take a little stroll down the beach, back to my place.”

“Oh Baby… you got the villa?”  Cate felt a little tingle of excitement run through her at the prospect of returning to the place where she and Jon had first made love.  Though they had been back to the Center several times in the past year and a half, Jon and Cate always stayed at Cate’s little house on the beach.  They had never returned to the luxurious private villa at the King and Prince, where their love story began.

“I got the villa.”  Jon chuckled.  “It wasn’t easy, either.  I had it booked for last week when we couldn’t come down, but it was already reserved for this weekend.  I had to call in a few favors, kick some corporate bigwig out of it.”

Cate arched a brow at Jon’s boast.  “Really?  Who?”

“No fucking idea.  I’m sure whoever it is is gonna spend all his damned time on the golf course anyway.  We’re gonna spend all our time in that big ol’ bed.”

Cate giggled at Jon’s confident declaration.  “Oh, are we?  Just in the bed?”

Jon grinned dirtily.  “Well, come to think of it there are plenty of places in that fancy villa where we didn’t make love.  May have to remedy that."

“Well Jesus, we got our work cut out for us then.  We better get started.”  Cate chortled softly and placed another sweet kiss on Jon’s soft lips.

Jon laughed and took Cate’s hand, then led her from the veranda.  They exited the restaurant and made their way down the little path to the beach, Cate pausing to remove her shoes at the sand’s edge.  After another long kiss Jon and Cate slipped their arms around each other and wandered slowly along the beach, skirting the tide, Jon carrying Cate’s shoes and purse.  They didn’t speak, both lost in memories of the first time they made this trek together.

When they approached the King and Prince property Cate felt the familiar tingle of anticipation, just as she had the first time she followed Jon onto the stretch of private resort beach.  Automatically her gaze turned to the nearest structure, the villa Jon had inhabited for two weeks during his training.  She smiled when she saw the small beachside deck glowing with the light of dozens of candles, just as it had that first special night.

“You remember,” she observed softly.

Jon stopped and gently turned Cate to face him.  “Of course I do.  How could I forget?”  He lowered his mouth to Cate’s for a lingering kiss.  “It was magic.  The night I knew.”

“You knew what?”  Cate blinked at Jon, her eyes misty in the moonlight.  She remembered too, that beautiful night they shared.  She also remembered the struggle and heartache that followed as she tried to deny her feelings for Jon, tried to protect her heart from the pain she thought would follow.

“I knew you were my Happy Ending.”  Jon grinned sweetly.  “Of course, I didn’t know how much you were gonna make me work for it… but I knew eventually I’d find a way.  And I did.”

Cate sighed.  “Yeah, you did.”  She snuggled her cheek against his shoulder, hugging him tightly.  “Thank God.”

Jon hugged her back and dropped a kiss against the top of her head.  “Hey, I’m nothin’ if not persistent.”

“That you are, Baby.   That you are.”  Cate laughed softly, then pulled back.  “Let’s go in. My feet are cold.”

“Lead the way, Baby.”

Hand-in-hand they traversed the last stretch of sand and climbed the two steps onto the villa’s deck.  They paused to brush their feet against the mat before Jon pulled open the French doors.  Together Jon and Cate stepped into the villa’s living room.

“Oh, Wow…” Cate breathed, the memories rushing over her as she looked around the comfortable room.  Everything was exactly as she remembered it, the high ceilings, the tile floor, the heavy oak furniture, the curved suede couch and the huge round leather ottoman.  A fire crackled in the massive fireplace while flickering candle flames reflected in the dark wall-mounted television screen above the mantle.

Jon smiled gently, watching her expression.  He recalled how overwhelmed Cate was the first time she stepped into this room.  Now she was wide-eyed with wonder, not from surprise but from the memories he knew were racing through her brain. 

Following Cate’s lead, Jon let his eyes wander over the scene.  He chuckled softly as he mentally ticked off the list of items he had asked the resort to provide, one at a time as he located them around the room.  His grin widened when he spied the tawny Takamine acoustic guitar resting on a stand beside the fireplace.  Jon had to hand it to this place, it was definitely five-star.  Everything was exactly as he requested.

Jon reached over to set Cate’s shoes and purse on a nearby chair, then pulled her into his arms.  “Yeah,” he agreed.  “Wow is pretty much right.”  He kissed her gently.  “Feels good to be back.”

“Yes, it does.”  Cate sighed and hugged Jon tight, nestling her cheek against his chest as she looked toward the fire.  She smiled when she saw the guitar.  “We gonna stay up all night again, singing and dancing and drinking too much expensive wine?”

“Well, we can stay up all night, but I got other plans besides singing and dancing and drinking expensive wine.”  Jon’s voice rumbled in his chest under Cate’s ear, as his hand slid to her breast.  “And I definitely don’t intend to pass out on the deck again.”

Cate purred happily and snuggled closer against Jon’s body.  She giggled softly when she felt him stirring, his cock pushing against her abdomen from inside his jeans.  “Baby, you always have plans.”

“Can’t help it.  You make me want you.”  The brush of Jon’s thumb over her nipple made Cate’s whole body tingle.  She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, inhaling his wonderful musky, spicy scent.

“You make me want you too.”

“Then all this other shit, this little seduction….?”  Jon chuckled huskily as he looked around the room.

Cate raised her face to smile at him.  “Lovely, but not necessary.”

“Christ, you’re a LOT easier than last time we were here.  You made me work for it then.”  Jon grinned and raised his hands to Cate’s shoulders, gently pushing away the soft cashmere of her wrap.  She sighed as his calloused fingertips brushed over her bare shoulders, leaving a trail of warmth across her skin.  “How about we save the wine and the music for later?”

“Mmmm… sounds like a plan.”  Cate sighed and let her arms fall to her sides, the cashmere shawl slithering to the floor.  Her eyes drifted closed and she tipped her head back as Jon’s mouth found her neck.  She stood still, reveling in the sensation of Jon’s soft lips sliding up and down her throat, nibbling and tasting.  Cate let out another contented purr and snaked her arms up and around Jon’s neck before pulling her head forward to look at him.

Their eyes met and they gazed lovingly at each other for a long moment, then Jon stooped to hook an arm behind Cate’s knees.  Her arms tightened around his neck as he swept her up into his strong arms stood still, holding her cradled against his chest.  Jon looked again into Cate’s swirling sapphire eyes, silently inquiring.

Yes.” 

On Cate’s whisper Jon turned for the bedroom.

3 comments:

  1. And everybody thinks Sambora's the romantic one! Dang...

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  2. Yum! It's like reliving it all over again. Wonder if he packed the bandana?

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