Intially,she didn't want to sleep with him on the một giây date; even though she knew that was the hidden proposition made with his private dinner. All she really wanted was to get to know him better and push away those nagging thoughts that she had been having of House. She wasn't counting on Paul to look so damned sexy in his dark blazer hoặc to be so witty with his comments. He always seemed so much thêm chivalrous than dangerously alluring, but for some reason he allowed a different aspect of his personality to reveal itself that night.
His Kiss had interrupted her nervous ranting over the hospital fundraiser that would be in a week. He didn't wait for her to react he just continued to pry at her mouth until she finally relented to his desire. She had to admit she was glad she gave in. He was a skilled kisser. God, she felt like she could have orgasmed from the deep pulsating affect that his lips had on her alone.
After that it was a haze of longing moans,a hurried unbuttoning of her blouse, an unzipping of his pants, until he was on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her skin to skin moving. They never made it to the bed. Actually, they lay on the floor positioned right in front of the giường with their bodies covered haphazardly bởi covers he had brought down from the mattress.
They talked a good giờ afterward. He held her close to his chest stroking her hair. He confessd that being a private eye was not his first choice for a career. When he was much younger and full of what he called "beautifully flawed idealism," he had dreamt of becoming a writer. He always had a natural talent for understanding people bởi observing them, but he never had much luck getting any stories published. The words were never right. He never seemed to find a voice that was truly his own and not a mere echo of his college professors hoặc his yêu thích authors. But he was relatively happy being an investigator. He had met many interesting people doing his job and learned one valuable lesson: human beings act humanly.
She laughed at the somewhat simplistic, "D'uh" realization he stated with so much seriousness.
"You were expecting a human to act like an alien?"
"No. Let me explain...before bạn think you've made a horrible mistake bởi bedding me," he đã đưa ý kiến with a fake pout causing her to laugh a bit more.
"If bạn must," she đã đưa ý kiến as she encircled her arms tighter around his torso.
"What I meant was that we always expect the people we tình yêu to live up to some code of conduct. Since they share their hearts, and thoughts, and secrets with us and we do the same, we never think that they could hurt us whether it be intentionally hoặc unintentionally..."
"We want to believe the best. Is that so wrong?"
"There is nothing wrong with wanting to have perfection but there is something wrong in believing that it is real."
"You seem as chipper as House about now."
"House, believes in no one. I do believe in people that's not the discussion here."
"Then what do bạn mean?"
"I believe in the good of people because I've seem them fail themselves, each other. I've seen them hurt the one person they vowed to never hurt. I've also seen the victim of that betrayal forgive. Humans act humanly. One ngày everyone bạn tình yêu will hurt bạn but the tiếp theo ngày they'll give bạn a reason to hope. It's amazing to me."
They sat in silence for a few minutes. It was a comfortable không gian of stillness between them. She was moved bởi his words and couldn't remember the last time someone had moved her to silence. He was different than others, very different. He was the first to speak again, pulling her from her thoughts.
"Too heavy for a một giây date."
"No. I was just thinking about all the times I was hurt bởi someone I thought would never hurt me. It's so painful to feel that kind of blow, but it is wonderful when that same person is there the moment you've Mất tích all hope."
"Have bạn been hurt alot?"
"There are some scars on my heart."
He kissed her forehead gently and moved on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her to see her face. He watched her searching for some kind of clue.
"I can see it in your eyes all the tears you've never shed but want to."
"What else do bạn see?" she asked in a barely audible whisper.
"Faith. There is so much it's like a light burning inside of you. The most warm light..."
She kissed him deeply then. She was pulling him down to lay against her once more. The movements less hurried than before. It wasn't about having a release instead it was about experiencing one another. She enjoyed this feeling.
