The Zephyr . 16.
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"Five minutes to Glenwood Springs" The P.A. announcement and the chattering woke him. He started to stretch and realized an arm was flung across him. Sometime in his sleep he had moved his arm around her, and now she was snuggled into his side, still sleeping. Something warm flooded him, and he clutched her just that much closer to him.
She stirred now, moving her head to the left and right, moving her shoulders as if to wake the arms and back muscles. And then her head lifted, and she opened her eyes, looking straight into his eyes as he looked down at her.
"Oh!" Her lips formed a perfect tiny circle, and her eyes widened. Her arm that was over him started to move, and he caught it instantly with his free hand.
"Lips like those should be kissed." was all he said before he followed through on his statement. He was gentle, he remembered she woke slowly. The small moan she made could have been another 'oh!', could have been many things, and he was caught up in the taste of that 'oh!'.
What moment it was that it went from him kissing her to it being mutual he didn't know. It was suddenly very warm in the train. He stopped, closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and moved her head to rest against his shoulder with his left hand. "Caramel??" he whispered her name into her hair, and didn't even know at that moment what he was questioning. He heard people in the train, and knew he had to breathe normally again.
"Ben, oh my," her voice came out from where her head lay against his shoulder, a tiny voice now, just loud enough for him to hear. "Ben..." The last was a whisper, a tiny moan, a breath. Now it was her arm that clutched at him tightly.
"Breathe, baby, breathe." He tried to calm his breathing still, but his heart was pounding. The P.A. was helpfully spouting information, the first bits of a town could be seen, and here he wasn't even able to stand up yet. "We are coming into a town where we stop." He paused. He breathed. "Oh Lord, remind me to wake you up like that again when we are alone."
She chuckled and looked up at him. A twinkle came in her eye. "Ben?" came the query.
"Yes?" He closed his eyes, put his head back and just breathed.
"Wake me up like that again!" The chuckle was back in her voice.
"Be good!" he growled quietly.
"I will," came the laughing reply, "For now!"
"You said that before." He smiled at her now as he rose for the station break. He dropped his jacket on the seat, picked up her raincoat from where it lay, and held it out for her to put her arms in.
Caramel stood and slipped her arms into the sleeves. She stood, back to him still and her voice came over her shoulder. "Ben?" she said, voice for him only to hear.
"Yes?" he answered.
"I have been, I was, I am. Good, that is. And Ben?" she turned to look him in the eyes. "Ben, I am verrrry good." The tiny smile turned to a laugh, the twinkle was in her eye. She grabbed her purse and started down the aisle.
"Scamp!" he muttered. He heard her laugh as she took the steps, and he chuckled as he followed.
"Five minutes to Glenwood Springs" The P.A. announcement and the chattering woke him. He started to stretch and realized an arm was flung across him. Sometime in his sleep he had moved his arm around her, and now she was snuggled into his side, still sleeping. Something warm flooded him, and he clutched her just that much closer to him.
She stirred now, moving her head to the left and right, moving her shoulders as if to wake the arms and back muscles. And then her head lifted, and she opened her eyes, looking straight into his eyes as he looked down at her.
"Oh!" Her lips formed a perfect tiny circle, and her eyes widened. Her arm that was over him started to move, and he caught it instantly with his free hand.
"Lips like those should be kissed." was all he said before he followed through on his statement. He was gentle, he remembered she woke slowly. The small moan she made could have been another 'oh!', could have been many things, and he was caught up in the taste of that 'oh!'.
What moment it was that it went from him kissing her to it being mutual he didn't know. It was suddenly very warm in the train. He stopped, closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and moved her head to rest against his shoulder with his left hand. "Caramel??" he whispered her name into her hair, and didn't even know at that moment what he was questioning. He heard people in the train, and knew he had to breathe normally again.
"Ben, oh my," her voice came out from where her head lay against his shoulder, a tiny voice now, just loud enough for him to hear. "Ben..." The last was a whisper, a tiny moan, a breath. Now it was her arm that clutched at him tightly.
"Breathe, baby, breathe." He tried to calm his breathing still, but his heart was pounding. The P.A. was helpfully spouting information, the first bits of a town could be seen, and here he wasn't even able to stand up yet. "We are coming into a town where we stop." He paused. He breathed. "Oh Lord, remind me to wake you up like that again when we are alone."
She chuckled and looked up at him. A twinkle came in her eye. "Ben?" came the query.
"Yes?" He closed his eyes, put his head back and just breathed.
"Wake me up like that again!" The chuckle was back in her voice.
"Be good!" he growled quietly.
"I will," came the laughing reply, "For now!"
"You said that before." He smiled at her now as he rose for the station break. He dropped his jacket on the seat, picked up her raincoat from where it lay, and held it out for her to put her arms in.
Caramel stood and slipped her arms into the sleeves. She stood, back to him still and her voice came over her shoulder. "Ben?" she said, voice for him only to hear.
"Yes?" he answered.
"I have been, I was, I am. Good, that is. And Ben?" she turned to look him in the eyes. "Ben, I am verrrry good." The tiny smile turned to a laugh, the twinkle was in her eye. She grabbed her purse and started down the aisle.
"Scamp!" he muttered. He heard her laugh as she took the steps, and he chuckled as he followed.
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