Stuart Dakin (
crossinglines) wrote2018-08-12 12:41 am
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Together Again
Stuart, now in his 30's, was living a relatively good life. He graduated from Oxford with good marks and went on to become a tax lawyer. Everything worked out except for his marriage. With the divorce finally behind him, Stuart found himself wondering what had become of the American girl he once fell in love with.
He laid on his bed with his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Images of Guinevere flashed through his mind and he found himself smiling. He still missed her.
He laid on his bed with his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Images of Guinevere flashed through his mind and he found himself smiling. He still missed her.
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She chuckled.
"Maybe you ruined me for other men."
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He smiled at her, reaching for her hand again.
"What do you say we continued the night? I'm in no hurry to go anywhere."
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She squeezed his hand and looked down shyly.
"To be honest, I've wanted to kiss you for the last twenty minutes."
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He kissed the back of her hand, eyes fixed on her.
"We should go back to your room after this."
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"I'd like that," she said. Even if all they did was talk like they used to it sounded like exactly what she wanted. A chance to reconnect with someone she cared about and had missed greatly. Someone she had never stopped loving, even though their lives had forced them apart.
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"It's really good to see you again. It feels like everything's perfect again."
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The military certainly did a good job refining her. She had been looking for that kind of direction. Which was what made it the best choice for her career, as much as she hated the fact that it prompted them to break up.
She finished with dinner, signed the check and left a sizeable tip for the waitstaff. One thing that hadn't changed was her black card.
"Shall we?"
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Stuart could never forget about Guin and her sword. The sword that was in a special place on his wall now.
"We shall. Let's go catch up like in the old days."
He linked his fingers with hers and lead her out of the restaurant and to her room.
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"Let's not have life pull us apart again, Guin."
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She smiled at him knowing his comment could be interpreted many ways. It was obvious neither one of them wanted to lose touch again, but they could stay in touch purely as old friends or...did he want to rekindle their past relationship? She hoped so, but wasn't going to assume one kiss meant he was in love with her again. That was the kind of cocky thing her teenage self would have presumed.
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He had never really fallen out of love with her, so it'd be easy reviving what they had. Starting all over again.
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"I'd like that," she said. "If you could put up with all the trouble I got into back then, hopefully you can put up with me now!"
Of course, hopefully then she wouldn't be boring to him compared to all the fun and excitement they had when they were kids.
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They've both changed from their teenage years, so it'll be interesting seeing how well they fit together now.
"This feels like one of those romantic movies. A boy and girl separated for years. Then one day they meet again and the love is still there."
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She teased gently as they walked over to sit on her couch. She kicked off her heels, glad to have them out of the way.
"I missed you too. I always hated that we had to break up. I kind of had this idea of us getting a flat and starting a life together, but...you were happy here and I did not want to uproot your life. It was easier for me to leave."
It was always easier for her to leave.
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He got comfortable on the couch, resting his head on Guinevere's shoulder.
"It wasn't an easy decision.. I cried that night, which is rare. I really liked you but your life took you on a different path. And here we are now.. Starting over."
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They'd already have a long-distance relationship with her living in London, but at least that was only two hours away. More than easy enough to drive.
"I never forgot you."
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He looked at their hands with a smile, returning the gentle squeeze. It wouldn't be too hard keeping up a long-distance relationship as he'd be driving up to London for business a few times anyway.
"I never forgot you either. You were in my thoughts a lot."
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She smiled back at him. He definitely had a personality all his own and they had made a lot of memories together; those would always stick with her. Now they had the chance to make even more. She paused then and leaned in to kiss him again, not sure where the night would take them.
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"I want you, Guin."
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"Let me show you the bedroom," she said, standing to do just that, "and you can help me out of this dress."
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Guinevere never failed to mesmerize him, even more so now as a grown woman. She truly was a beautiful lady like her namesake.
He stood up to follow her, admiring her as he walked.
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She laughed, still able to banter with him now. Walking the short distance into the bedroom and turning round to face him again. Which one of them would make the first move this time?
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