Louise had been apart from Steven for work. She'd been gone for a couple of months. She was technically still away, but she was driving past where Steven was. Well, not actually right past, but was going to be pretty close by, in the neighbourhood.
Steven had been missing Louise desperately. They'd talked, texted and messaged, but he was missing the woman he'd fallen completely in love with. Louise was the same, she was busy with work, the reason they were apart, but every day, constantly throughout the day, Steven was on her mind.
This work trip was an opportunity they'd both been waiting for. It was by chance that Louise was even going through this way. She would have been going another direction, but there were some last minute changes, a colleague had been kicked out, meaning she'd be going a different way. They had to make this most of this opportunity, who knew when they next would be that they'd see each other.
They made arrangements to meet up on Friday. Steven was looking after his parent's house while they were away, so he arranged for Louise to stop in on her way past. He sent her the address. She figured what time she'd be going by, in the morning, around 9:30. It didn't give Steven much time to get organised. He had work until 8 o'clock on Thursday night.
He loved Louise, he hadn't seen her for months, it felt like an eternity. Even though they talked every day they could, they were both missing each other's touch, their smell, the physicality, the feel of skin on skin, lips on lips. It had been excruciating. Steven was adamant he had to make this a special occasion, an occasion that Louise would never forget, an occasion that would leave her only wanting him more.
He went to bed early Thursday night, he had to get up early, make things just right. Six in the morning, his alarm went off, He got up, showered, shaved, did his hair, made himself look as good as he could. He left for the shops, he wanted to get a few things to make the moment. His parents were away, there was nothing at the house. His list, flowers, candles, sheets, tea, milk, strawberries, chocolate.
By seven thirty he'd been shopping and was back at the house. He hadn't seen his woman for months, they hadn't been together at all in that time, they hadn't made love in that time. He wanted to set the right ambience.
It didn't seem right, but they only room with a proper bed was in parents. Was he going to do it in his parent's bed? Not ideal, but when opportunity arises, you've got to do what you've got to do.
He got clean sheets and laid them on the bed, a taller than normal queen sized ensemble. On each of the side dressers her placed a few candles. He'd gotten a whole bunch of small tea light candles. He pulled the curtains shut, trying to make a night time ambience in the early morning!
Then he got the flowers he'd bought, only supermarket jobbies, but he was pushed for time. They were pink roses, and a bit of greenery. He pulled the bunch apart, tearing the petals off most of the stems, spreading them around the bed, making a love heart. In the middle, he placed the longest single stemmed rose from the bunch. It looked mostly the part.
Next it was snack time. He knew that Louise wasn't good at eating while driving. She'd be driving through, on her way to the work thing, only stopping for an hour or so. If she didn't eat, she'd get nauseous, he didn't want that.
He rummaged through the kitchen, found a couple of pans. He filled the large with water and broke up the chocolate he bought and put into the small one. The big pan was put on the stove to boil, the smaller nestled inside, making a double boiler to melt the chocolate in. Steven put the strawberries in the fridge. He was running out of time, Louise would be over in about an hour. He smushed the chocolate in the pan, breaking it up, trying to get it to melt faster. It seemed to take forever, but eventually the solids started to break down, melting into a sweet, velvety liquid. Perfect. He took the strawberries out of the fridge, hoping they'd cooled somewhat, and spread them on a baking sheet. He spooned the melted chocolate over the fruit, drizzling copious amounts on each one, watching it ooze slowly down the side of each one. Once all done, he put the sheet into the freezer. Ten minutes in there, then back in the fridge. Fingers crossed it'd work out.
He looked at the clock, it was already quarter to nine. He was running out of time. He looked around, hurriedly cleaning up, checking that everything was perfect. It was as good as it was going to be. He was tired after getting up early and rushing around. He sat on the lounge and closed his eyes.
Startled, Steven was woken up by the sound of the door bell. It wasn't a ding dong bell, it was old fashioned brass ship's bell. Ding ding ding, the sound rattled him out of his kip. Shit. Shit. Shit! He jumped up, frantic with excitement. He went to the window.
Steven's parent's house is a two storey. He opened the upstairs window and looked down where the bell was. There she was. He gazed down upon Louise. Despite having driven over twenty hours in the past thirty, she looked incredible. Her hazel eyes glowed up at him, her red tinged hair shimmering in the morning sun. She was a ray of sunshine on this beautiful morning, only making it even more perfect just by being a part of it.
Steven rushed downstairs and opened the door. This was it. He wasn't seeing her on a video screen, he wasn't hearing her voice on the phone, there were no electronics involved. In the flesh, real humans beings, a real human connection. He reached out to her, "Hey baby, you look great."
"You look amazing too," she replied.
"Come in, how are you feeling?"
"I'm tired," was the reply. Fair enough, she'd done a lot of driving.
"How about a cuppa to wake you up?" Steven knew she'd never say no to a cup of tea.
He invited her up the stairs, "Ladies first."
Louise loved his chivalrousness, little did she realise he was itching to check out her butt in the jeans she had on! As she walked up the stairs in front of him, he was mesmerised by her. He'd missed her so much, he'd longed to touch her again. He reached forward, placing his hand on her arse, giving it a gentle pat as she walked up the stairs.
Louise turned, slightly shocked, but gave him a coy look out of the corner of her eye, a slight grin on her lips.
The stairs led straight to the kitchen. They entered. Steven immediately went to the kettle and turned it on, starting it boiling. He turned to Louise, they hadn't actually touched yet, not properly. He walked toward her, the anticipation of their first touch in months palpable. He trembled slightly, Louise was the most beautiful woman he'd ever met. He never got used to knowing she wanted him, she accepted him, she was with him. He reached out his right hand, sliding it onto her hip, his left hand brushed her hair away from her face, the back of his finger gliding along her temple and gently holding the side of her head. He leant in, she willingly moved toward him at the same time. The moment was electric, full of energy as they approached, a fire burned inside each of them.
