Were you ever lonely, Franci?" he asked in a whisper against her neck. "Without me?" Her eyes popped open, but she kept her breathing even, pretending to be sleeping. "I never thought about it, about being lonely without you," he whispered. "But I kept wondering why I was so empty." He kissed her neck. "I looked for you in so many women and never understood why it didn't work. Never understood it was because I loved you." She pinched her eyes closed against a tear. He sighed deeply, pulling her close against him. "I want to take you to the Alps to ski-we used to talk about doing that. Remember? And I want to go with you to Aruba, to dive and lay on the beach. We'll get one of those huts on stilts-we'll make love outside." She heard him yawn deeply; he kissed her neck again. "I thought eventually I'd get over you. I didn't know I'd never get over you because I loved you." And then the talking stopped and she heard his light snore. Very softly she whispered, "Yes, I was lonely. You have no idea…" *
( Robyn Carr )
[ Angel's Peak ]
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