to pull away. I pulled him back in. I returned his kiss, this time making him moan. He picked me up and sat me on the counter, continuing to kiss me. He kissed my neck, working his way down to my chest. I stopped him.
“We can’t do this right now,” I said. The panic was starting to kick in.
“Was it something I did?”
“No , it is definitely not you. It’s me.”
“I’m sorry. I will try to restrain myself.”
“It’s okay. I just keep thinking I am some how cheating on my husband.”
“But,” he said.
“I know, I know he is dead. Alison said the same thing the other night. I want to, believe me I want to, but I think we need to slow it down some.”
“I can go as slow as you like,” he said with a crooked smile.
“I need to concentrate on getting dinner made,” I said, my voicing shaking. I knew I should have taken that cold shower.
“I don’t care about eating dinner, right now,” he said. “I am more interested in devouring you.”
I never took my arms from around his neck and he never left between my legs. He leaned up and kissed me again. He moved his hands from my hips up my sides. He began to unbutton my blouse. Kissing my neck, he unbuttoned the first two buttons. He kissed his way down to my chest while unbuttoning the remaining seven buttons. He helped me slip out of my shirt. His tongue darted in and out of my cleavage. My chest heaved with every breath I took. We both heard the truck speed into the driveway. He stopped and looked out the window.
“It’s Bob,” he said. I grabbed my shirt and put it back on, quickly buttoning it.
“Claire! Claire!” Bob yelled as he came running up the porch steps. I met him at the door.
“Bob, what’s wrong,” I said looking at his panic stricken face.
“It’s Alley,” he said winded. “She was just taken by ambulance to County General.”
“What happened?”
“I don’t know. I went in the house for dinner and she was having what the EMTs called a seizure. Will you come with me?” he said through tears.
“Let’s go,” I said. “Josh, can you?”
“I’ll put everything back in the refrigerator and meet you there.”
“Thank you,” I said rushing out the door. I climbed in the driver’s side of Bob’s truck. “She has never had seizures before; at least, not in all the time I have known her. Have you ever known her to have any?”
“No, never,” Bob said. “I am so scared. I didn’t mean to pull you away from making dinner.”
“You guys are my best friends. You dropped everything when John has his accident. If you didn’t come to get me , I would have been pissed.”
“Thank you, Claire. Alison said you had a good conversation the other night. She could see the old you coming back.”
“I am taking it one day at a time, Bob. Your wife is helping with that. According to her, I need to start living again.”
“She has been saying that for a while. She has always been worried about you.”
“I apologized to her for pulling away. I never meant to do it, but I didn’t know how to live without John.”
“I can understand. I think I would be the same way with Alison. We have been together for so long that without her I would feel the emptiness,” he said beginning to sob.
“It is going to be okay, Bob,” I said attempting to reassure him. “She is going to be fine.”
We pulled into the hospital parking lot. Bob jumped out of the truck and ran into the building. I followed him.
“I need to know about my wife. Where is she?”
“What is your wife’s name, sir?”
“Alison, Alison Everett.”
“Okay, let me see where she is at.” After a few clicks on her keyboard, she said “They have her in testing on the sixth floor. There is a waiting room on that floor, if you want to go up there.”
“Thank you,” he said rushing to the elevator. He paced back and forth until the doors opened. In the elevator, he kept shaking his leg, causing the elevator to shake. He watched the numbers count
“We can’t do this right now,” I said. The panic was starting to kick in.
“Was it something I did?”
“No , it is definitely not you. It’s me.”
“I’m sorry. I will try to restrain myself.”
“It’s okay. I just keep thinking I am some how cheating on my husband.”
“But,” he said.
“I know, I know he is dead. Alison said the same thing the other night. I want to, believe me I want to, but I think we need to slow it down some.”
“I can go as slow as you like,” he said with a crooked smile.
“I need to concentrate on getting dinner made,” I said, my voicing shaking. I knew I should have taken that cold shower.
“I don’t care about eating dinner, right now,” he said. “I am more interested in devouring you.”
I never took my arms from around his neck and he never left between my legs. He leaned up and kissed me again. He moved his hands from my hips up my sides. He began to unbutton my blouse. Kissing my neck, he unbuttoned the first two buttons. He kissed his way down to my chest while unbuttoning the remaining seven buttons. He helped me slip out of my shirt. His tongue darted in and out of my cleavage. My chest heaved with every breath I took. We both heard the truck speed into the driveway. He stopped and looked out the window.
“It’s Bob,” he said. I grabbed my shirt and put it back on, quickly buttoning it.
“Claire! Claire!” Bob yelled as he came running up the porch steps. I met him at the door.
“Bob, what’s wrong,” I said looking at his panic stricken face.
“It’s Alley,” he said winded. “She was just taken by ambulance to County General.”
“What happened?”
“I don’t know. I went in the house for dinner and she was having what the EMTs called a seizure. Will you come with me?” he said through tears.
“Let’s go,” I said. “Josh, can you?”
“I’ll put everything back in the refrigerator and meet you there.”
“Thank you,” I said rushing out the door. I climbed in the driver’s side of Bob’s truck. “She has never had seizures before; at least, not in all the time I have known her. Have you ever known her to have any?”
“No, never,” Bob said. “I am so scared. I didn’t mean to pull you away from making dinner.”
“You guys are my best friends. You dropped everything when John has his accident. If you didn’t come to get me , I would have been pissed.”
“Thank you, Claire. Alison said you had a good conversation the other night. She could see the old you coming back.”
“I am taking it one day at a time, Bob. Your wife is helping with that. According to her, I need to start living again.”
“She has been saying that for a while. She has always been worried about you.”
“I apologized to her for pulling away. I never meant to do it, but I didn’t know how to live without John.”
“I can understand. I think I would be the same way with Alison. We have been together for so long that without her I would feel the emptiness,” he said beginning to sob.
“It is going to be okay, Bob,” I said attempting to reassure him. “She is going to be fine.”
We pulled into the hospital parking lot. Bob jumped out of the truck and ran into the building. I followed him.
“I need to know about my wife. Where is she?”
“What is your wife’s name, sir?”
“Alison, Alison Everett.”
“Okay, let me see where she is at.” After a few clicks on her keyboard, she said “They have her in testing on the sixth floor. There is a waiting room on that floor, if you want to go up there.”
“Thank you,” he said rushing to the elevator. He paced back and forth until the doors opened. In the elevator, he kept shaking his leg, causing the elevator to shake. He watched the numbers count
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