Surprises part 4 -- Obsessive Endeavors from The Chair

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Date Posted: 21:30:36 06/02/02 Sun
Author: SirensSong
Subject: Surprises part 4
In reply to: SirensSong 's message, "Surprises" on 21:21:03 06/02/02 Sun

The two of you walk arm in arm out to the gardens. The night air is crisp and cool. Above you the stars twinkle merrily. A soft breeze rustles the flowers, and gently caresses your face. Slipping your arm (albeit reluctantly) from his, you stray a few steps down the path. You lean down, and carefully cup the blossom of a rose in your hands. You close your eyes and just breathe, letting its perfume fill your senses. This has been an amazing night... Absolutely amazing.

You feel a touch on your shoulder. Opening your eyes, you glance to your right. Your dinner companion holds a perfect red rose in his hand. Taking your hand in his, he wraps your hand around the stem. And you would almost swear his hand lingered on yours for a moment longer than necessary... No way, you decide. It was just your imagination. Holding the rose, you get an idea, and carefully tuck it into your hair. He smiles, and reaches up to softly touch one of the petals.

"Perfect."

A blush rises unbidden to you cheeks. You have blushed more this one evening, than you have in... years, at least. You can't tell, but you think you see his smile grow just a bit. You glance down at the ground, feeling your cheeks grow even redder. He noticed...

He takes your arm in his again, and you continue to walk down the path. Once more his cologne tingles your senses, mingled with the various flower varieties that populate his garden. Quite an intoxicating scent, all in all... You mentally shake yourself. Get a grip!

"What do you think?" Irons asks. You blink, brought out of your reverie. "Of my garden," he elaborates.

"It's wonderful," you murmur. And you don't just mean the garden. But he doesn't know that. And you aren't going to enlighten him. "Absolutely beautiful."

"I'm glad you like it."

You smile, and unconsciously lean closer to him. But when you realize what you just did, you hastily correct it. You wait for your cheeks to burn, which they do. Quite splendidly. To distract yourself, you start actually paying attention to the flowers in his garden. Roses, obviously, and tulips, peonies, lilacs, and gardenias. As well as several varieties you don't recognize. An astounding collection.

The two of you stop underneath the leaves of a magnolia tree. He lets your arm free, and turns to face you. You are standing oh so very close to him, nary an inch of space between you. He gazes down at you, and you up at him. Slowly, he reaches up with his right hand, and ever so gently traces the line of your jaw with one finger. Your breath catches in your throat, and you have to seriously think about starting up the breathing process again. Which is rather difficult, since you're having trouble focusing on anything at the moment, let alone a coherent thought.
He leans even closer. By now your foreheads practically touch. You can feel the warmth of his breath on your face. His blue eyes never leave yours. Forget about being slightly off balance. Your sense of balance is gone.

"I do hope," Irons says, his lips mere centimeters from yours," that you'll join me for dinner again." You manage a nod.

"If you insist."

"I do."

"Then I'd love to join you for dinner again."

"Good."

You remain that way a moment longer, gazing in each other's eyes, before you break away. He offers his hand to you again, and you take it. You're feeling seriously dizzy. And slightly out of breath. Irons slips your arm through his, and you start back to the mansion.

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Surprises part 5 -- SirensSong, 21:32:58 06/02/02 Sun

Re: Surprises part 5 -- boring, 09:12:20 09/11/02 Wed