me likey me likey a lot, so dont stop.........


chocolate always good....mmmm

ok---i must have missed something----im going to start over from the beginning and re-read it all!

Trust me, I wont mind!

ok---i missed a few posts in between!!

I love the whole thing!! Myles is having some issues here....

Ails...I was merely providing them some energy...
the body needs it for shivering and heat production

my computer is having severe problems (I think he's mental
but don't tell him...)

hopefully, I'll get more by friday...after I'll knock some sense into
the evil machine...

Wow! I forgot how much I love these stories!

This is great so far! Cuddles are always good!

Why do our computers always give us grief at just the good parts? You mean we have to wait until Friday to see what's going to happen?

kav

I don't particularly like the place they are staying! It's creepy... However I DO like the need for them to cuddle together. Hadar seems to be just the right person to touch Myles' heart and soul...

Wonderful story!

[QUOTE]I DO like the need for them to cuddle together. Hadar seems to be just the right person to touch Myles' heart and soul...

Wonderful story!

this person would have to agree

I always thought Myles is sensitive man and I am glad you assure me in it.
I like your story and I am looking forward till you won't neglect The Graveyard Shift

Great job!

Restie

Thanks for the feedback...I need it...
My computer is feeling quite generous today...here's the next post!

*****

Time seemed to stand still and Myles knew the temperature was dropping even more. The wind hollered and his body started shivering, a bad sign.

“This is bad.” She whispered. “Maybe we can call some help, is your cell phone working?”

He looked for it in the dark and discovered that the charger never really worked. His battery was still dead. “No battery.” He murmured. “We’ll be fine. We’re dry and we have a blanket.” His body kept on shaking and he could feel wind blowing all around the room from under the bathroom door and the main door.

Her hands stroked his arms firmly and he pulled her flush against his body, groaning with frustration when the shivers didn’t stop. He felt a strange sense of numbness in his feet, moving them restlessly as he tried to keep warm. Her hands wandered down his back and he yelped when he felt them sneak under his sweatshirt. “C…Cold.” He mumbled and she pressed her hands further.

“Myles, we need to get out of those clothes.” Her voice was serious as she pulled his sweatshirt upwards.

He nodded his head and removed his clothes slowly, spreading them on top of their blanket. She gasped when he pulled her towards him, the contact shocking her. He caressed her back firmly, careful with his hands. He was aware of her silk underwear, his legs intertwined with hers, and he barely managed to stop the thoughts that the discovery evoked in him.

The tremors in her body seemed to stop and she breathed a sigh of relief, cuddling closer to him. He caught his breathe and one of his hands flew to her hip stopping her from moving it closer to his body. She could barely see him in the dark but she felt he was holding his breathe. She settled her leg between his and he groaned softly.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered. “I can’t help it.”

“I know.” She said, her breathe hot against his neck. “It’s alright. I trust you.”

He laughed. “You’re wonderful but I don’t trust myself.”

They were quiet for a while, the wind hollered in the hallway and the rain wouldn’t stop. Myles heard it when the wind seemed to pick up speed again, the windows shook again. It will be a miracle if we’ll ever get out of here, he thought and then felt her hand squeezing his shoulder. “Did I say that out loud?” He asked. He felt her nodding her head and sighed, tightening his hold on her.

“They’ll find me in bed with a beautiful, almost naked woman.” He laughed, caressing her hair softly. “That’s one heck of a way to go.” She laughed with him. More lightening and thunders followed and Hadar was the one that noticed the smaller window in front of their bed had a huge crack in the middle. She waited for another lightening to confirm her suspicions before pulling the blanket over their heads.

“What is it?” He asked.

“There’s a crack in the window, it’s gonna blow out.” She said.

“How could you possibly see…” The sound of shattering glass answered his question. “Remind me to wear my shoes in the morning.” He sighed.

The wind seemed to calm down and Myles thought it was safe to get their heads out. He smiled when his eyes picked up bright light in front of their window. It looked like the power was back, at least at some part of the capitol, but their small shelter grew colder the wind blew all around them and they had no way to escape the cold. He felt that his feet were numb and he closed his eyes again, exhaustion taking over.

NO!!!! They won't die!!! I hope they won't freeze up!!!!

UPDATE SOON, please!

Restie

Exhaustion taking over? That's not good!!! Myles, there must be something more you can do to keep both of you warm...

Oops. Sry Seth.


This is a great story...but sleeping while the room is getting colder!? BAAAD baaad idea. Stay awake! Keep warm! Somehow...

Great job so far, now i need another post!

Thanks for the feedback!

*****

“Myles?”

“Hmmm…”

“Myles, if we get out of here promise me you won’t go and marry just because your family wants you to.” She spoke just for the sake of hearing something else other then the wind, she knew he was dozing off and thought it wasn’t safe. Her body was too tired to shiver and her hands were numb as the wind blew around the room. She nuzzled her face in his neck and he mumbled something. She shook him, trying to rouse him into response. “Myles!”

“I promise.” He whispered.

“You’ll look for someone you at least like?”

“I’ll ruin it.” He whispered. “Just like I ruined it with her…”

“Who?” She asked and he opened his eyes. The small lights that shone far away from them helped her to see some more and his sad eyes broke her heart.

“The only woman I chose on my own.” He whispered. “I met her on my own, I courted her on my own and I messed it up…on my own.” Once again, she listened, his hands caressing her back. “She was beautiful and witty and charming. My parents would have hated her; dark skin and sharp tongue.” He grinned and then it turned into a bitter smile. “I cheated on her.” He admitted. “I am just like him.”

“No, Myles, you are not like your father.” She wanted to shake him. “You’re a good man.”

“You don’t know me!” He hollered, his voice overcoming the wailing wind. “If I love them then I will break their hearts…”

“I think I know you better then anyone else.” She shouted, her face inches away from his. “You can’t live your life without taking chances, Myles, what about your heart? You can’t live without love. Is that the way you see your future?”

“I don’t see a future, Hadar; right now all I see is nothing!” He pulled himself up into a seating position, not caring about the freezing cold or the fact that she was straddling him. His lips curled into a cruel smile. “What do you see in your future, Hadar? You were with so many men and yet you claim to love no one. Why haven’t you found someone to love?”

The hurt he saw in her eyes pierced his heart and he swallowed hard, his grip around her waist tightening when he lowered them down into the mattress, covering them again with the blanket. She was shaking hard and so was he, her tears covered his neck and shoulder and he tried to sooth her but she was still shaking and he didn’t know if it was from the cold or not.

“Because…” She whispered and he strained his ears to hear her. “Because none of them ever bothered to make love to me.” She was still shaking. “And it’s not stupid, Myles, there is a difference, I know it.”

He nodded his head and hugged her tight. He hoped for a good end, hoped for light and miracles, hoped for future and family…hoped for the storm to pass.

Caught up with your story and would just like to say how much I am enjoying it.

Such deep emotions.... goes to show there's always more to a person than meets the eye! I might be mistaken but I get the distinct impression they both found their soulmates!

two in one day...
pg-17 post or...air condition warning...

*****

When we finally kiss goodnight
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm


She wasn’t sure when it happened or who started it. It took them a while to stop shaking again but their bodies seemed to move on their own. She was having hard time thinking; her mind seemed to be on overload, catching nothing but the sound of the wind and the touch of his body. She was warm and content and the desire to close her eyes and succumb to sleep was overwhelming.

She closed her eyes and for a moment did fall asleep. His breathing on her neck startled her and she opened her eyes slowly, catching a glimpse of his eyes before he leaned his head back on her shoulder, his hands caressing her firmly. She was amazed with the way touch could convey so much. His caresses were different, bolder and firmer. His hands migrated from her lower back to her thigh and she arched against him, unable to control the sudden need for his touch.

Her hands moved in synch with his and he positioned himself on top of her, his lips moving to kiss her neck. He sighed softly. He didn’t mean to loose control, the last thing he wanted to do was to hurt her, he didn’t even notice when his hands started touching in order to please him instead of warming him.

He knew he was spiraling out of control, their bodies seemed to mould perfectly and seemed to move on their own. Every touch was heaven and hell all together. He knew it wouldn’t take much for him to loose it, two moves and a push. That’s all he needed and he gritted his teeth. “God…we can’t…” He mumbled.

Her lips kissed his neck, nibbling softly and he moaned, his hips pushing against hers. “Hadar…” His voice was hoarse. “We can’t. You have no idea how much I want but…I don’t have any protection with me…”

She smiled. “If it’s okay…I’m taking pills.” She said softly. “Will you think horribly of me? Jumping to bed with a man I met a few hours ago?”

Fondness. He was suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling of fondness towards the most amazing woman he held in his arms. His hand reached to caress her face slowly and he realized what she was willing to give him. She will give him the comfort and peace he craved so much and he was humbled by the unspoken offer. He ignored the small sense of guilt, he couldn’t refuse her. He wasn’t strong enough. He swallowed hard and leaned his head closer, his lips touching hers slowly.

The kiss was gentle and slow; he traced every corner of her lips before encouraging her to open her mouth. Her tongue met his in a slow dance and she moaned when one of his hands moved behind her back, unclasping her bra. He removed the garment and immediately lowered his lips again, muffling her soft moans when his hands started to explore.

She was surprised with his gentleness. He seemed to take his time, his fingertips tracing sensual lines on her stomach, his lips tantalizing against her ear lobe. He was teasing her and still seemed to be in control. She grinned with determination; she will make him loose control…

He seemed to know her plans, her passionate kiss reciprocated with twice as much ardor. He chuckled when they broke apart, resting his head for a moment against her shoulder, his breathe coming out in short gasps.

His whisper surprised her. “I want to make love to you.”

Hadar smiled, her vision suddenly getting blurred by the wetness that covered her eyes. She caressed his hair, sighing deeply. “You have to love if you want to make love.” she answered.

He nodded his head. “Tonight…I love you.” He said. “I never met anyone like you.”

“And tomorrow?”

He shook his head. “I don’t know if tomorrow ever comes.”

Her lips on his were the confirmation he needed and he moved again. He was uncertain at first, aware of the feelings that she stirred in him, aware of the trust she gave him. The darkness that enveloped them seemed to heighten his senses, he felt more alive then he ever did, his entire body buzzing with energy.

She trusted him and cherished every caress, every whisper, every kiss…she enjoyed the freedom of caressing his body, enjoying his eager response to her touch. He kissed her deeply when their bodies moulded together. His breathe was hot against her ear when he whispered. “Imagine that you’re at the top of a mountain…”

She smiled at him and he raised his head to lock his gaze with hers. “The sun is hot against your skin.” She whispered.

“Scent of citrus is in the air.” He smiled down at her and she chuckled, the action forcing out a groan from his mouth.

“The birds are flying all around.” She whispered, her eyes bright.

“You spread your arms.” His eyes seemed to close on their own despite his best efforts, surrendering to the wave of passion that overwhelms him. “And fly…”

It was not in his power to stop their fall but he is holding her tight, kissing her lips passionately. When he did manage to open his eyes, his future is presented to him on a plate of silver, clear as crystal. Everything he ever wanted within his reach. Light and home, comfort and desire, companionship and love…

The storm passed and the sun was beginning to rise. Very slowly, a new dawn arrived.

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Wow!

'Sairs is currently unable to write coherently at the moment, she'll get back to you as soon as possible!"

Wow!

Excellent post!

Sairs

I am a puddle at the moment.

WOW.

Must...solidify... Parents might wonder where I am and what the puddle in my room is if I don't soon.

...what she said....


Just wonderful!

I'm glad I managed to put you guys in liquid state...

enjoy!!

*****


The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!


His first conscious thought is that he doesn’t want to open his eyes. The bright light is teasing his closed eyes and he is turning his head away from it, encountering soft, velvety texture. He inhales sweet scent and sigh softly, his hands roaming slowly, pulling the source of warmth closer.

She smiles when he sigh softly, unpleased with the position of their bodies as he pulls her towards him. His fingers are pressing her back and she arches towards him, his touch awakening her even further. She raises her head and looks at him, waiting for him to open his eyes.

His eyes are beautiful. They are crystal blue like the pale sky that decorates the ceiling of the world. He is smiling, taking in everything he can. Her skin is darker then he thought and when he puts his arm around her he chuckles at how pale he is compared to her.

The morning is glorious and they look at each other in a new light. The storm is gone and the magical night is behind them. The power is back and the heater is warming up the room despite the slow breeze that is coming from the broken window. The phone is working and his cell phone seemed to be fully recharged. She laughs at his astound face and accuses him for leading her on propose to the deserted hotel.

He pulls her towards him, tickling her without mercy, enjoying the freedom to touch her. He then kisses her gently before confessing every naughty thought he had in store for her. Her shrieks of laughter only seem to encourage him further. The ringing of his cell phone breaks their heated kiss and seems to throw them back into reality. His sister will make sure to confirm his flight for him; he has four more hours before take off. He listens carefully when she speaks on the phone, her language strange and old and he thinks that there is no way he could ever pronounce some of the words she says.

Her smile is sad when she hangs up. Her plane leaves in three hours, she doesn’t have much time.

He takes her to the shower with him, careful not to step on the broken glass, the hot water only adding to the desire that consumes them. Their lovemaking is intense, desperate…she wants to give him everything and take everything from him. He wants to take things slow but his body won’t allow it. His caresses are new and familiar at the same time and his name on her lips is as natural as the morning sun. Her name is no longer foreign and he takes great pleasure in repeating it over and over again until he can’t talk anymore and he just holds her under the water spray, finding himself praying for a miracle that will keep her at his side.

Reality is breaking through their mutual haze and they are getting dressed slowly. She is afraid of missing her plane. He confesses that he wants her to miss her plane and the sudden silence is broken by a well timed joke. The banter is continuing until they reach the airport.

She doesn’t want to leave and she hugs him tightly. He sighs, planting a kiss on her hair. He gives her all the details she needs to keep in touch; his phone, cell phone, e-mail, home address. She does the same and he can see her tears before they fall. His last kiss is gentle and seems to last forever.

He doesn’t care that they are standing in the middle of the airport, right next to the
EL-AL boarding gate. He traces her face with his fingers while his lips are exploring, she does the same, memorizing his face with her touch, leaving trails of fire where her fingers touched.

The kiss ends with a mutual sigh and he pushes her a little, a lump forming in his throat when she throws her arms around him one last time. She whispers something in his ear and he memorizes the words, planning to check their meaning later on. He doesn’t hide the tears when she leaves and he is grateful when she doesn’t turn to look at him one last time.

There is a bounce in his step when he walks over towards the boarding gate of his own plane. He needs to settle some things back at home first but his future starts today. He will see her again, he is certain of that. Despite the oceans that separate them, he trusts her to keep a piece of his heart with her.

Until they meet again.




The End.



(For now…).

That was beautiful you wrote a great story.

It was a beautiful story -- bittersweet ending and all.

kav

Very end, but a wonderful story

and and all at the same time, but right now is taking the lead....

Beautiful story, Bell!

It's so nice end of this story, BELL!

I love it and I am really glad you decided to share it with us!

Thanks!

Restie

WHAT A WONDERFUL STORY.....SO AMAZING, SO FANTASTIC...

Wow!! What an unexpected twist! Very scary storm, and what a bittersweet ending! Kinda like that "for now..." at the end.

Ooo. That was great!! Lots of fuzzyness.

It's only the end for now....so get on that sequel!

Nice Job!!

WOW!!!! ... and speechless !!!

That was a wonderful story, thank you for sharing!

Sairs

Bravo! Loved it! Amazing! Take a bow.

Great story, bell! Your descriptions were wonderful throughout! I liked the way you had Myles work through some of his demons with the help of a stranger. It was sad that they had to part at the end, but hopefully they will see each other again soon and begin to build on the relationship they have started.

A very good story... I'm not sure if the switch into present-tense in the last scene was intentional, but it worked... gave an almost dream-like quality to the story,as if, just perhaps, he'd dreamed it all while he'd fallen asleep in the taxi, and now had the resolve to get his life straightened out so he could find his "Hadar."

Nicely done!

Bell, I have just returned from a trip and caught up on your story!!

Oh, the emotions you wrote!! You had Myles so in character that I could see him throughout this whole story!! You showed a side of Myles that I have always thought was there and have been hoping he would show eventually!!

I cried, I laughed, I melted, I sang!! It was beautiful!!!

Can't wait for your next story (Maybe a sequel?)!!!

Joy

aww that was sweet yet sad
i kinda hoped hadar might be the next mrs. leland
well if he can't be with her then i hope myles tries to fix his relationship with lucy.