vulnerability she felt. It gave her the strength to finish.
"My God, Mitch, haven't we both suffered enough? Isn't it time to end
the punishment? I love you."
"Do you, Anne?" he asked unsurely, huskily, hopefully. "Do you love me
enough to want to wake up in my arms every day, knowing that I make
mistakes?"
"Knowing that you're human? It's a relief, y'know?"
A sound came from his throat, no, from his soul, it was that deep, and
he pulled her around and crushed her in his arms. "I love you, Annie,"
he whispered with a rush of feeling. "Don't ever, ever turn away from me
again. Don't shut me out. I can't survive it."
He kissed her, then pulled back and made a show of licking his lips.
"Salt?"
She smiled through her tears. "That's happiness. You'll have to bear
with me."
"I think I can manage it," he said with infinite tenderness and brushed
the tears from her cheeks. "I do love you."
He showed her how much right there under the sun, worshipping her first
with clothes, then without, making love to her on the soft carpet of new
grass and dandelion puffs. It was hotter, harder, sweeter than it had
ever been before, a preview of what it might be in twenty or thirty
years' time.
When later they lay still and let the sun stroke their naked bodies, she
nuzzled his neck. "This is heaven."
He patted her bottom. "Let's hope there's no poison ivy around here."
When she bolted upright, he burst out laughing.
"Is there?" she asked.
He pulled her back to his chest. "No poison ivy. Just me."
"Will you give me a rash?"
He laughed again. "Hopefully one very special itch now and again; never
a rash."
She stretching against him, so pleased to hear him laugh and know she
was its cause. "You have no idea how I love you."
"Not as much as I love you."
"No? Wanna bet on that?"
"You're on," he said and rolled over her to settle the matter.
Through no lack of trying, it was far from settled by the next morning.
Awakening with the sun in a happy glow, Anne crept quietly from his bed,
pulled on his large shirt, and went to the front door. As it opened she
caught the sweet scent of the lilacs. In the week's tumult she hadn't
noticed them before. Now she smiled in delight at the shapely
pink-purple clusters and the full, rich fragrance.
Snapping off a small cluster, she returned to his bed, dropped the
shirt, and slid quietly between the sheets. She lay on her stomach and
watched Mitch sleep, seeing the same peace on his face that she felt
inside.
One sleepy hazel eye opened. He smiled lazily.
She moved the spray of lavender under his nose. "The lilacs are in
bloom. Spring is here." As her lover's hand wound through her hair to
draw her in for a good morning kiss, she knew that it truly was.
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