Part 1693 – The Difficulty Of Waiting

Cars drove past.

People ambled on to their various destinations, lost in their own thoughts and conversations.

Some noticed the loving couple kneeling on the sidewalk. Most didn’t.

Some thought it was precious and charming and must be captured on their cellphone to be uploaded to YouTube and Instagram.  Others thought it was an obnoxious display of public affection that no one had asked for.

A small, scattered group ignored it as none of their business.

A female caith sashayed by in her human form and sniffed haughtily at such an amateurish love display. She knew for a fact that she could do much better. With the right mate, of course. She readjusted her rose-gold rimmed goggles and kept walking.

Time passed.

Moments passed.

Minutes.

Seconds.

Hildreth released her. “Elsie.” He said it soft and tender and it felt like the gentlest of touches.

Elsie curled her hands into fists.

I love him.

I love him so much I could just beat him bloody about it.

I want to grab him.

His face.

His hair.

His skin.

I want to make him scream and laugh.

I want to make him feel more than he ever thought he could feel.

I want him to feel how I feel.

“Hildre—-”

He leaned in and kissed her. It wasn’t a hot, steamy kiss and it lasted only a small second. But it made her realize how many seconds there were between that moment and their wedding night.

So many.

Too many to count.

She looked at his face with silent desire.

His green-blue eyes reflected her desire. “Only one last day, Els. Just one.”

“I know.”

“We can do this.’

Touch me.

“It’s the home stretch.”

Kiss me again.

“And then we’ll have every day and every night.”

“I’ll have you as mine.” she said.

“And you’ll have me.” He kissed her forehead. “My fierce Elsie.”

Her body ached and twinged with her desire for him. She wanted to yield to her body’s demands and urges.

But then she thought about all of those sliced dress shirts and belts. All of those thawed and unusable chicken breasts.

If we give in now, I would have wasted all of those shirts and belts and chicken breasts for nothing.

She frowned.

I would have wasted my time.

Hildreth regarded her with plain curiosity and it made him look even more attractive.

She bowed her head. “Okay. I know we’ve had this conversation before. Like over and over before. But I’ll do it. I’ll wait.”

“It isn’t easy.”

Elsie closed her eyes. “It’s difficult. But we can do it. It’s just one more day.” She pressed her knuckles against the sidewalk’s coarse and dirty surface. “We can do this, Hildreth.”

“No matter how hard, we can do this, Els.” He kissed the side of her head and whispered, “I know we can.”

She opened her eyes and raised her head. “So, let’s go. Let’s go out there and kick vampire tailsides. You and me together.”

“Oh, Els. You have a way of saying the most romantic things.”

She playfully punched his arm. “Idiot.”

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