Dinner

"What will you have?" he asked her as he himself glanced down the menu thinking of what might be good and not good.

"I'll have," she stated in her most clear firm submissive voice. At least the one she could remember. "Whatever, Master, thinks I should be eating." She smiled at him and his heart skipped a beat. Did he have her back?

He looked up at the waiter, he already knew he had to at least look like he wasn't in the least excited that she said that. "I believe we shall have," he pointed at number 9 on the menu. "I believe in this restaurant, that was your favorite." He handed both menus to the waiter.

The waiter walked away. "I see you're wearing your red bird hair pin tonight," he remarked.

"I've always liked it as I recall," she answered. "But, I can't remember why."

He reached into his pocket and removed a small box wrapped up in reddish paper. "Perhaps this will answer your question," he stated as he handed the box to her.

Her big blue eyes lit up like flaming glass. "Can I open it now?" she questioned.

"Of course, you can," he answered. He felt his own skin starting to fume. He wasn't sure how much longer he could wait to have her. She was everything, everything that made him a Master. Every word she said was like flames to his heart. He just couldn't stay away much longer.

Without even shaking the box she pulled the paper away from it and opened it. Inside she found about ten more hair pins. Each had a different animal on them. She looked at them a long time.

"Why are these familiar to me?" she finally inquired. She picked up the one with an elephant pinned on it. "This one..." She held it up. "This one is special."

The food arrived and they waited until it was all placed on the table before continuing to talk.

"Remember," Jay pointed at the steak she had on her plate. "Not to eat it to fast because it will make me sick," she finished his sentence.

He smiled and his brown eyes sparkled like falling leaves on a clear beautiful day. "Now, that's why they called us."

"The J's!" she finished his sentence again. "We think alike..."

"No, we don't think alike," he disagreed with her. "We just complete the other sometimes not in a positive way."

"But," she smiled as she took a small bite of the steak. "We match."

"That we do, darlin', that we do."

The continued eating and June looked at her hair pins. How could she have forgotten them? Each one meant something different. Each one she'd had to earn. But the elephant...

She fingered it as she ate. Then she looked up at Jay who was looking down at her. All the love he felt inside for her showed through his eyes. When he realized she was looking he tried to cover it up and looked away.

"Don't eat too fast," he reminded her.

"She laid her fork down and held up the elephant pin. "I earned this by giving you a bubble bath," she smiled. "Didn't I?"

He glanced around the room hoping no one else heard that. He felt relieved when no one at any of the tables near by gave him an odd look.

He nodded then. "Yes, you did."

June placed the pin in her hair and took out the red bird.

"When will I have the chance to do..."

"It again?" They both said at the same time.

"When will you be ready to do it again?" he inquired. He felt his pause increase at just the idea of being in water with her. Her hands, her long hair. He laid his fork down just so she wouldn't notice that his hand was shaking.

"When will Master be ready?" she inquired. She felt all of her confidence returning in a rush. "He was, 'Master'!" The missing part of her soul. She was starting to feel complete.

Now Jay felt a bit uncomfortable. He didn't wanna rush her into anything and take the chance of her leaving. She had not remembered why she'd been in that accident. Once she knew...

The thought trailed off when he looked into her big blue flame burning eyes. She was everything. He could feel every breath she took before she took it. Life wasn't worth living without her.

Visions of the accident clouded his mind. They'd had a fight. She'd been pissed. She'd bolted out the door before he could stop her. She knew the punishment for such behavior, and now he knew the punishment he got for such an unfair decision, as well. Six months of her remembering nothing. Six months of sleeping alone. Six months of watching her on the street walking by her without her even knowing who he was... Both lost. Both hurt. Both loved.

"You're mine," he assured her. He reached across the table to take her hand. She did nothing but let her hand be taken. "Always," she answered quietly. "Always."