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    Nobis Pacem Chapter 1

    I felt a nervous flutter in my tummy.   Was she ready for this?

    “I haven’t thought about men for over two months, Aerin, ever since that night.” And there’s only one person I’ve been dreaming about in all that time. Not a man. But a beautiful, sexy, vulnerable, tender, loving woman. I don’t know yet what that makes me, and I could care less, at this point. But being with you; just this whole experience makes me – feel alive. More alive than I’ve ever felt. Can you see that?

    She was looking at me as those thoughts ran through my head. A hint of a smile hovered over her luscious lips.   “I believe you, Chris.” And then she reached for the lapels of my suit jacket. As she started to disrobe me she asked softly, “Do you want to change out into more comfortable clothes? I know you often change before dropping by to see me.”

    I nodded, not trusting my voice just yet.

    “Can I watch while you change?”

    I looked at her with raised eyebrows.

    “You think that’s pervy?” she asked, trying to sound cool, but I could detect a hint of vulnerability in her eyes.

    I had to smile at that one. Why not let her watch me? I’d seen her naked already whereas all she’s ever seen of me has been clothed in either a business suit or my casual clothes. Of course she’ll want to see this side of me.

    I decided to put her at ease. “I’m the one who pulled you out of the bath, while you were stark naked, and rubbed you down, remember? And we hadn’t exchanged more than a few minutes worth of conversation our whole lives up to that point, right?” I said as I led her to my bedroom, hand in hand. “Now that could have been rather pervy, don’t you think?”

    She let out a chuckle. My heart was hammering but I inexplicably felt relaxed. I wanted her to relax, too, even though I could sense we were about to take a big step forward in our relationship. I had a feeling we were both ready to take it.

    I was thinking about how I should strip, and whether I would make a show out of it when –

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      • Here in spirit. But this is about a few special L words that play out in a couple’s life in another part of town. In the fringes of the world of the series I’ve been writing; but different. Hope you like it.

    1. Will try this again. Left a message about 4:00 this morning and something happened, it’s not posted. My message was to thank you for posting such a beautiful love story. And that I hope this story will be continued we would like to know what happens to Aerin in the future. Thanks for sharing.

    2. Dainty, Hellbent, and new friends: thanks for the comments. Honestly: was tough to pull this together, but it was worth it. Am v glad you liked it. Ok. I hear you. It may take a while for an update on her story, but it will be coming.

      • Well this was a pleasant surprise. I am always seeking an episode from your creativity. So much, I had to buy a smaller electronic device so that I might read your input on the go. Now, for me buying another electronic anything is saying a lot. I am one of the “dial phone” “get up and change the channel” “do not Text me and expect an answer” old school DIE HARD. But, your writing genius persuaded me to become a mobile reader at my neighborhood “coffee house.” Please continue to write

    3. Beautiful story. I could feel Aerin’s struggle. I would love to read about the 18 months in between their first time and Chris’ final moments. I sure it would be moving.

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