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    The Settlement – Chapter 14

    Story written on August 6, 2005 by lwordid.
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    You Think Or You Do…Not My Side Of The Bed

    We shared a loving smile.  Indeed, I would be having breakfast here in her home going forward.  Everyday if I had anything to do with it. 

    Lingering in the soothing comfort of each other’s company, it was only when the first rays peeked through the curtained window that we slumbered.  Our bodies pressed into one another, legs intertwined, arms positioned in embrace as we slept.

    The following workday was forgotten.  We both called in, taking personal days from work.  We spent the long weekend, four glorious days in our heaven…each other.

    —

    Movement in the room behind me interrupted my reverie.  A chill had infiltrated the night air that surrounded me unnoticed in my trance of recollection.  Shutting the sliding door behind me, I crawled into bed carefully – not wanting to wake Helena. 

    Staring at the ceiling, my eyes adjusted to the darkness although I could no longer make out intricacies of the paneling above. 

    The remembrance was still replaying vividly in my mind. 

    A soft sound from my companion in the bed disrupted my thoughts.  Shifting under the covers she found a comfortable spot and settled in thereby ceasing further movement.  I was envious of her ability to sleep as it continued to elude me. 

    She was a wonderful person.  Generous in spirit, sincerely interested as well as engaging.  Certainly if things continued, there was potential for a relationship. Although just a trace of that possibility existed at present.  Neither of us yet intimating desire to pursue a deeper connection.  

    I cared for her and hoped this showed when I touched her.  Our nights together have been fulfilling physically.  She was a more than capable lover.  Attentive and considerate. 

    Still, I haven’t been able to get a full night’s rest when with her. 

    I doubt it was about sharing a bed with someone.  I’d had lovers before this one – Bette and the men before her.  Neither did I believe that it was due to discomfort at being in her house.  I’d been here a few times now, familiarity clearly established even in its opulence.  Besides, I’ve never had trouble sleeping at Alice’s or Dana’s or in hotels when I traveled. 

    Turning to my left and looking at Helena, I sighed quietly and thought to myself. 

    ‘This isn’t my side of the bed.’

    Retraining my eyes back on the paneled ceiling above, I waited for the sun to rise.

     

    TBC?

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    Comments

    1. “For indulging my delusion of creativity, thanks.” Indulging??? Delusion??? I don’t think so my friend. YOU can write, there’s no doubt about that. All I’m wondering is how I didn’t find this fic sooner! Don’t even think about stopping, I’m hooked.

    2. Please continue with your story. I really missed seeing your updates. I would hate to see it end anytime soon. It’s written with so much sensitivity and care. Your words make it seem like the reader is right there with them feeling everything their feeling. Your friend is in my thoughts. Faith can move mountains.

    7. I became hooked at chapter one; but this statement from Tina, “This isn’t my side of the bed” sealed it for me.

      Please post again soon. I cant express how much I am enjoying the words that flow from you.

    9. I have a hard time sleeping if I’m not on ‘my side of the bed’. If it was only that simple for Tina ~ the fact that she still thinks so vividly of her encounters with Bette, she’s just not over her. At least, I hope she is not.

      Great story and please do continue.

      Your time in writing and sharing is appreciated.


    11. Ain’t nothin’ like the real thing, baby
      Ain’t nothin’ like the real thing.(Write for me)
      Ain’t nothin’ like the real thing, baby
      Your writing’s like the real thing.

      That last line was a killer!!!!

    12. Of course you should continue. To put a question mark at the end of TBC is well…simply not necessary.

      Your writing is neither prosaic nor pedestrian. There is an ease with which you capture a moment or feeling that brings everything into focus without over compensating in general composition. You go between present and past as easily as going through a revolving door. Nicely done.

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