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Soon the lilting melodies played on the harp filled the room.
"Well, what do you think of it?"
"It's beautiful, so delicate. It makes you want to just be quiet, not say a word, less you miss some of it."
I caught myself smiling at him. No one in my circle of friends had ever put it so succinctly. We stood in companionable silence as we finished our drinks.
"I hate to break the mood; however, we had better get going. I made a reservation for 8:30." Richard helped me with my wrap and we walked to his car.
"So, where are we going?"
"Well, I thought Shoney's ... but you're a little dressed up for that," he said with that grin of his. "I guess we'll have to go to Plan B ... lucky I made reservations at Paul's along the river."
I smiled back at him, "It's been a long time since I've been to Paul's. Do you think we could get a table overlooking the river?"
"I'll see to it personally."
The rest of the way we chatted and got to know each other better. We talked about families and schools, just as friends would do. When I mentioned completing my proposal Richard stopped me, "No shop talk tonight. I want to get to know you, the real you, not an account manager."
I was a little taken back, but agreed.
Looking back on it now it seemed like a lifetime ago, not just five years.
I was brought out of my remembering by a doctor that had just come in. "We've done all we can, Mrs. Bolton, the rest is up to him. They'll be bring him in in a few minutes. He'll be asleep for a while, why don't you go home and try to rest."
"If it's okay with you, I'd like to stay."
"Alright, sure it's okay"
When they finally wheeled the bed in I gasped. Richard looked so vulnerable lying there in his hospital gown, he was so pale under the glaring fluorescent lights that I knew couldn't leave him.
As I stood up, still holding his hand, my other hand brushed a lock of his hair from his forehead, and I summoned up more memories.
While that first dinner was glorious, he did, in fact, get us a table overlooking the river. We laughed and talked through the evening, unaware of our surroundings. When we finally did look around we found we were the only ones left in the dining room and our waiter was hovering close by. "Would you like the check now?" he politely asked.
Richard chuckled, "I guess we'd better go before they either kick us out or lock us in here."
Richard paid the full bill that night, unwilling to stick to our agreement to go dutch.
As I gathered my wrap about me I thought of how easily my rule about dating co-workers seemed to go by the wayside.
Richard's hand was on the small of my back as he walked me up to my door. I got out my keys and fumbled with the door, Richard took them from me and slid the key in and unlocked it. I turned to him, dreading this awkward moment then decided to put it off, "Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?"
He almost whispered, "Yes. I would."
In the kitchen as I prepared the coffeemaker I was aware of how close he stood to me. "Angela," he began, "I hope this isn't an isolated incident ... I hope you'll go out with me again."
As I turned toward him he reached out for me, his hand behind my neck pulling me face to his. His lips softly brushed mine and I closed my eyes. I took a step toward him and put my hands on his chest. My lips parted as his tongue slowly circled my mouth. Suddenly I was kissing him back with my arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
He broke the kiss and held me close to him, "Oh God Angela, I've wanted to do that from the first minute I saw you. I wanted to taste you, to see what you'd feel like in my arms." Then he was kissing me again, much more insistent this time and I pressed my body against his. Richard's hands were moving up and down my back, sending shivers through me. His hands finally cupped my ass and pulled me even closer and I could feel his erection.
I didn't know now if it was the months I had spent alone but unexpectedly I knew I wanted him to make love to me.