A Second Wave-The Surge

Chapter 31-Simon

Chapter 31

Simon

A knock comes to the door that must be Shelby. I finish ordering room service and go to answer the door. The idea of spending time with Shelby is warming my heart. I just pray that we can work through this. I open the door to find Shelby as sexy and cute as can be in her biker shorts and T shirt. Her large breasts fill the shirt and the biker shorts bring out every curve of her body. I cannot be thinking like this, I need to let it be what she wants but then I notice she is scanning up and down my body as if trying to remember all the details about it.

"Come in," I say, stepping to the side so she can come into the room.

"Your room looks just like mine." She giggles slightly.

"Yeah, the color scheme probably does not change from room to room. You want to sit on the couch or on the patio?" I ask, shutting the door behind us as we move into the room.

"Let's do the patio, the warm night air feels good," she says and I open the sliding door and gesture for her to go out first. "This reminds me of Italy," she says, sitting down on one of the chairs. I join her and memories flood my mind of us in Italy on her patio with the garden and the orange glow.

"It does, it was a beautiful setting," I agree, not saying much more. I want to blurt out how much I have missed her and that I need her to forgive me, but I need to watch what I say so not to ruin this moment with this woman. Neither of us say much for a minute, just enjoying the view and as I watch her, she looks over at me.

"I have missed you, Simon. I miss our time together. With the accident and then not remembering, I can't imagine how you must have felt. I have tried to put myself in your situation and it overwhelms me," she says, looking at me. Again I want to say something but I know she has more to say and I don't want to interrupt.

"When I got my memory back it was like watching my life in fast forward and I am not sure if it would have happened if it wasn't for the medicine man and your gift." She lifts the charm I gave her.

"So, you remember it now?"

"Yes, I opened it when I was in the car before the accident. I have had it on the whole time but didn't know it was from you or the meaning behind it before then. It is our symbols intertwined," she says, still rolling the charm in her fingers.

"You do remember. I remember when I got to the accident and you were not there all I found was..." I pause for a minute and go into my room. "Hold on," I tell her and grab the blue box from my bag. "This is all I found." I show her the blue box. Her eyes well up slightly as her hand reaches out for the blue box. She slides her fingers over the brown spot that was the blood on the box.

"The blue box, I remember it dropping when the truck hit us. I still don't remember right after the accident or walking away from it. I think I was in shock." She finishes, putting the blue box next to her.

"You mentioned a medicine man, what happened with him?" I ask, very curious about something that is not science related.

"After we finished assessing his village, he pointed to my charm and talked about twin flames and being intertwined between many lives. He then had me close my eyes and squeeze the charm in my hand. Just like that everything started flooding my brain. It was quite overwhelming but a relief at the same time." She stops for a second and looks down to the charm she is holding. "I remember after getting my bearings. I just wanted to get back to you." I reach over and hold her hand as she lets go of the charm and she lets me.

"I cannot tell you how much I have missed us. Talking to you and you not remembering us was torture. I told myself I had to have faith that you would come back to me." I swallow hard as the tears I am trying to hold back is not working. "I am so sorry about kissing Samantha. I never would hurt you Shelby and I have no excuse for my behavior. I just hope that you can forgive me eventually and we can move on. If you cannot I understand. No matter what I just want you in my life forever. Even if it is just as friends or colleagues at work." I finish between sobs. I feel terrible about what happened and I hope that she knows that and that I would do anything to make it right.

"Simon, look at me." She gets up from her chair and kneels in front of me. Her hands are resting on my legs. I look up and wipe my eyes so I can focus on her beautiful face. "I know you love me, Simon, and I know you would never intentionally hurt me. It is just hard to forgive when all I see in my imagination are her lips on yours." She pauses and my head bows down, knowing that I ruined the most important thing in my life. I have no words as it is my fault. "That being said, I want you in my life still and not just as a friend. I thought about it when I was in my room, I would like us to try to move forward. I just need it to be slow and at my pace, it is going to take me some time." She pauses again as I look back at her. "You said to me once it is you and me and I have not forgotten that. I want you and me if that is what you want." She finishes and I cannot help myself but bend over and pick her up and place her on my lap. Her arms go around my shoulders. My hands move to her cheeks, being careful not to press too hard on her scar. I lean in and bring my lips to hers and she allows me to softly kiss her.

The feeling of having her on my lap and connected to me is so wonderful. Our kiss becomes more as she slightly bites my bottom lip, causing me to moan in pleasure into her mouth. Our tongues meet and my hands reach into her hair while my other hand reaches around her, pressing her body into mine. The warmth of us together is something I want to feel every day for the rest of my life. Once our kiss breaks, she leans her head on my shoulder and I bury my face into her neck, breathing in her scent that I have so missed and dreamt about daily.

We sit there, not wanting to ruin the moment, when a knock at the door makes her jump slightly. I squeeze my arm around her, not wanting to remove her from my lap. I know I have to answer the door. She lifts her head up as I yell to the waiter that I am coming.

"Not yet," she says with a cute laugh and I cannot help but smile at this woman. She is so cute but so sexy and she does not even realize it.

"Let me get the door, are you hungry?" I ask, looking back at her not wanting to take my eyes off of her even for a second. I can't believe that Shelby is here with me and remembers us and she is willing to give us another chance.

"Always," she teases, winking at me. She moves to set the table as I open the door and take the tray of food from the man. All I can think of is that life is a journey and I want it to be with this woman.