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The Reluctant LoverThis story may contain adult content. |
| Written by Amie Kerlin | |
| Friday, 11 July 2008 | |
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He knew she was shy, she had been since the day they first met. But he figured that since they had been together now for a little over two months she would start to loosen up. Apparently not. She still never kissed him first, she always waited for him to initiate things. That was ok. He knew she would come around as soon as she knew just how much he loved her. He told her every day, but her smiles always seemed reluctant, almost like she knew he would break her heart regardless of what he told her. He always hugged her close, and when he wasn't at work at the factory, he spent all of his time with her.
He loved to run his fingers through her hair while she slept next to him in the small trailer they shared that was parked by itself five miles West of the parts factory. He hated parking in the parks where the neighbors were all within shouting distance. He enjoyed the close quarters that they shared because no matter where he was, she was always within arms reach. He could be lounging on the bed watching his satellite T.V. and still be able to reach out and lovingly rub her back while she washed the dishes. When she relaxed enough to take naps in the day after a sleepless night, he loved that he could watch her sleep without disturbing her as he surfed the net on his laptop in the tiny kitchen area. Mostly he loved that when she came out of the bathroom fresh from a shower smelling sweetly of the soaps and shampoos he had bought for her, he could easily maneuver her to the bed they shared with only a few steps. He thought it was sweet how she still trembled each time they made love and how she was always moved to tears each time afterward. That only served to make him love her more.
Sometimes he found her crying softly at the small table when he returned home from the factory. He always rushed to her side and tried to comfort her while she cried about missing her family back home. He never knew what to say because he always felt like he should be enough and the only family that she needed. Her parents weren't good people and he believed that he had saved her from them when they moved away from them. He didn't understand why she didn't see that too.
Someday he knew that she would realize the day he grabbed her and stuffed her into his van while she was on her way home from high school was the best day of her life. Until then, he would just have to be patient and keep telling her how much he loved her and that she didn't have to be afraid of him. The sooner she realized that he was the best thing for her and that she loved him too, the sooner he could stop locking the trailer door from the outside and chaining her to the table before he left for the factory each morning. Then they could be happy. Then she would truly be his. Copyright 2008 Amie Kerlin |
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