She was surprised to wake up in his arms. His breathing was slow, and steady, she thought he was still sleeping, a steady movement against her hands..
She had to admit it felt good but she was still surprised. Her heart was thumping against his cheek, strong and becoming excited.
It was difficult to believe she was laying in a hotel room with this man, practically naked, with a man she hadn't known very long. There was an attraction between them neither one could deny, the emotions were strong and the passion they felt just looking at each other, and when they touched it was an explosion of excitement.
She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to gather her thoughts which was hard when she laid so close to him, this gorgeous man. His hand started moving where he was cradling her neck to her hair. He was awake.
"Good Morning lovely," He whispered...
"Hello, you are awake." She was surprised.
"Yes, been awake for a while, just wanting to look at you. I didn't want to disturb you.." He was grinning. He looked so happy.
"I guess I fell asleep. I am so sorry, too much wine for me." She felt embarrassed, she didn't usually make a habit of going to a motel with a man.
"Hey me too. I guess it was the moment the ***** and the anticipation, but that's alright it is nice being here with you." he smiled at her with a smile that melted her heart.
With her next question she held her breath, she really didn't want to know the answer but she had to know. "When do you have to leave?"
She knew he was leaving, he had mentioned it but....... It made her so sad so they had avoided the subject.
"Not until this evening, my love," she looked at her face memorizing every inch of it, "Any regrets love?"
"What do you mean?" She asked very sad.
"For anything, for how you are feeling, love look at me." his hand took her chin and turned her head to him. "Talk to me, how are you feeling?"
"You are leaving, I am very sad and disappointed, we just met and I feel this connection with you. I haven't had much luck with relationships and then I meet you and its instant attraction. How do you expect me to feel? I feel numb, sad and just want to cry, but I am a big girl. Life will go on and you will still be gone." She pulled away, got out of bed and started putting her clothes on, then she stopped and looked at him. "You might not ever come back alive. This war, is senseless, you are going to fight for nothing. I have already lost you. I can not stand it.. That's how I am feeling."
With that she grabbed the rest of her clothes and her belongings and ran out the hotel room. She ran until she could run no more. She ran into the park and found a tree, and cried. She wanted to die.
The Pangs of Disappointed Love.*
Debbie Brooks 2014 -
Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love. - Jane Austen