more attention in those classes."
It was my turn to laugh. I really had no idea what to say to that, so I simply leaned down and gave her another kiss. Her fingernails scraped along the nape of my neck and I trembled.
"I love it when you do that," I whispered. She smiled against my lips and did it again. What a little minx, I thought as I nipped at her bottom lip. "Keep it up and I'm going to be forced to do something that might be out of the realm of gentlemanly behavior."
She laughed again, "Okay, I'll stop."
I really didn't want her to stop, but she'd said she wanted to slow down, and I would respect her wishes.
"So, what do you do when you're not singing with your quintet?"
"I spend time with Toni or read. I do a lot of volunteer work for different organizations. And I do some babysitting for my neighbor's little girl. She's adorable. I love the time I get to spend with her."
I listened intently, realizing how perfect and pure she was. Everything about her was kind and giving. What could she possibly see in me? I was riddled with demons, emotional and psychological ones. I couldn't sleep through the night without thrashing and screaming, waking up in a cold sweat, thinking I was still in that Godforsaken desert.
"Sean?" Her sweet voice pulled me back to reality.
"Huh? What?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yea,." I nodded and smiled, "Do you want to have kids of your own?"
"Someday, after I'm married, yeah. Do you?"
I shrugged, "I hadn't really thought about it, but I'm not opposed to the idea."
"And what about marriage? Are you one of those guys Toni's always complaining about? The type who's afraid of commitment?"
"No, that's one thing I’m not afraid of. My father always told me there was nothing better than finding that one woman to spend your life with and then giving her everything you've got. I plan to do just that someday."
I kissed the tip of her nose and she wrinkled it in the most adorable way. I chuckled. "You said you wanted to have kids after marriage. That must mean you're open to the idea."
"In theory, yes."
"In theory?" I gave her a confused look.
"I like the idea of marriage, but I watched my mom go through a painful divorce and then man after man after man, none of them ever loved her. It was sad and pathetic. I don't want that for myself. That’s is the reason I hardly date."
"I have a hard time believing you don't date."
Any man that wasn't lining up to go out with her was just plain stupid. How lucky was I she was here with me right now? I still couldn't believe it.
"I don't," she said.
I decided not to push the issue. The fact she didn't date was good news for me. It meant I didn't have to compete with anyone else for her affections. I sighed, "We should probably head back to the center. I have a session with Dr. Monroe this afternoon."
Nicole nodded, "That's okay. I have to get home and get some stuff done anyway. Toni is coming over later."
We both got up and gathered our stuff. I took her hand, loving how perfectly it fit into mine, and kissed her knuckles. She blushed and I had to stop and admire the gorgeous crimson hue of her cheeks. I noticed she did that a lot, usually when I kissed her or said something sweet to her.
"What?" she asked self-consciously.
My lips quirked up into a faint smile. I tugged on her hand, pulling her closer to me.
"You're blushing."
Nicole looked away as if embarrassed. "I don't even realize I'm doing it half the time."
"Hey," I turned her face back to me, "I think it's sexy."
"You do?"
I clutched her chin between my thumb and forefinger and lowered my mouth to hers, stopping before they actually touched. Keeping my gaze locked with hers, I said, "Everything about you is sexy, Nicole." Then I kissed her.
*****
I popped a wheelie in my wheel chair then rocked on the two hind wheels.
"Well, it looks as though your spirits are high this afternoon," Dr. Monroe said with a grin.
"I've never felt better."
"Want to tell me about it? What has you
It was my turn to laugh. I really had no idea what to say to that, so I simply leaned down and gave her another kiss. Her fingernails scraped along the nape of my neck and I trembled.
"I love it when you do that," I whispered. She smiled against my lips and did it again. What a little minx, I thought as I nipped at her bottom lip. "Keep it up and I'm going to be forced to do something that might be out of the realm of gentlemanly behavior."
She laughed again, "Okay, I'll stop."
I really didn't want her to stop, but she'd said she wanted to slow down, and I would respect her wishes.
"So, what do you do when you're not singing with your quintet?"
"I spend time with Toni or read. I do a lot of volunteer work for different organizations. And I do some babysitting for my neighbor's little girl. She's adorable. I love the time I get to spend with her."
I listened intently, realizing how perfect and pure she was. Everything about her was kind and giving. What could she possibly see in me? I was riddled with demons, emotional and psychological ones. I couldn't sleep through the night without thrashing and screaming, waking up in a cold sweat, thinking I was still in that Godforsaken desert.
"Sean?" Her sweet voice pulled me back to reality.
"Huh? What?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yea,." I nodded and smiled, "Do you want to have kids of your own?"
"Someday, after I'm married, yeah. Do you?"
I shrugged, "I hadn't really thought about it, but I'm not opposed to the idea."
"And what about marriage? Are you one of those guys Toni's always complaining about? The type who's afraid of commitment?"
"No, that's one thing I’m not afraid of. My father always told me there was nothing better than finding that one woman to spend your life with and then giving her everything you've got. I plan to do just that someday."
I kissed the tip of her nose and she wrinkled it in the most adorable way. I chuckled. "You said you wanted to have kids after marriage. That must mean you're open to the idea."
"In theory, yes."
"In theory?" I gave her a confused look.
"I like the idea of marriage, but I watched my mom go through a painful divorce and then man after man after man, none of them ever loved her. It was sad and pathetic. I don't want that for myself. That’s is the reason I hardly date."
"I have a hard time believing you don't date."
Any man that wasn't lining up to go out with her was just plain stupid. How lucky was I she was here with me right now? I still couldn't believe it.
"I don't," she said.
I decided not to push the issue. The fact she didn't date was good news for me. It meant I didn't have to compete with anyone else for her affections. I sighed, "We should probably head back to the center. I have a session with Dr. Monroe this afternoon."
Nicole nodded, "That's okay. I have to get home and get some stuff done anyway. Toni is coming over later."
We both got up and gathered our stuff. I took her hand, loving how perfectly it fit into mine, and kissed her knuckles. She blushed and I had to stop and admire the gorgeous crimson hue of her cheeks. I noticed she did that a lot, usually when I kissed her or said something sweet to her.
"What?" she asked self-consciously.
My lips quirked up into a faint smile. I tugged on her hand, pulling her closer to me.
"You're blushing."
Nicole looked away as if embarrassed. "I don't even realize I'm doing it half the time."
"Hey," I turned her face back to me, "I think it's sexy."
"You do?"
I clutched her chin between my thumb and forefinger and lowered my mouth to hers, stopping before they actually touched. Keeping my gaze locked with hers, I said, "Everything about you is sexy, Nicole." Then I kissed her.
*****
I popped a wheelie in my wheel chair then rocked on the two hind wheels.
"Well, it looks as though your spirits are high this afternoon," Dr. Monroe said with a grin.
"I've never felt better."
"Want to tell me about it? What has you
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