| Subject: $Haunted Betrayal$ |
Author:
Alicia B.
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Date Posted: 04:04:20 07/17/04 Sat
In reply to:
Zeth
's message, ".:.Home.:." on 20:01:16 07/16/04 Fri
$Alicia had known the risks of the situation long before she'd taken those binding vows, but never had she thought her heart would be torn and ripped apart as it had time and time again. Zeth in all his charm had worn her to the edge only to make her fall over again. Twas impossible not to love the man and love him she did, with all her heart, all her being. Hope had flickered within her now two toned orbs more then once at the thought of the dark and handsome male's return, but each time she was sent to bed with a cool sheet and a faded gown as her comfort. Yet Alicia was one of perseverance she knew what she'd gotten into and was never one to back down. After had it not been her stubborn pride that had attracted the male in the first place? $
$As the many nights before night fell and with it the still burning desire and hope to feel the touch of the one she loved once more beside her. They were an equal, he himself had said so…maybe he had said it to another, but Alicia had always held it dear, knowing that deep down she was. And always would be. Settling in the bed, red teddy about her ivory bodice the lithe blonde had settled in for the night, yet just as her body began to relax her mind once more came to life. Thoughts raced and doubts flew, yet each time she battled them away with the sure sounding words that Zeth had spoken before his latest departure…”I love you” Ah, that he did…just had a hard time showing it at times$
$Dial had dropped, chin resting upon her chest, but at the sound of footsteps, followed by the door handle twisting brought her dial upright and facing towards the door. She knew who it was, without even looking, a strong sense always detectable of him, yet now it was easier then ever. Hand lay upon flat abdomen a ping of regret felt before she turned towards him. Zeth was home. Tears had fallen all the nights before, yet none had fallen tonight, not till he moved forward and she realized twas truly he and not a dream that stood before her. Breath was swallow, a near cautious look given before she felt the weight of his frame upon the bed, saw him lean forward, felt the tenderness of his lips upon her touch-starved flesh. Twas hard to remain loyal, to pledge celibacy, save with one, when your partner may or may not be obeying the same agreements, yet no accusations flew, no words of hate or anger given. Only a soft sigh of relief as frame edged closer, body reacting to the touch as heart forced the words of hate from her mind away. She would deal with issues later; perhaps he had truly just been on a business trip. After all he could look, just never touch, and if he had done more then that…he had done wise to change and wash. Coming home, as another woman would have caused him to be experiencing more then a night upon the couch. Leaning into his touch eyes of mismatched hues closed, lips of petal pink pressed together to keep emotions at bay as she rested her sun kissed dial upon his shoulder$
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