A Love Lost

Ana

At first, Gabriel's kiss was soft, but as I wrapped my arms around his neck he deepened it. It became not just want or need, but the pure desire we had to be with each other. I opened my lips further. His tongue searched for mine. When they met, the most sensual dance began. With his free hand, he turned off the car and then returned to my waist. I worked my hands down to his shoulders, slowly removing his suit jacket, then to his chest where I began to slowly undo each of the buttons. I was thankful he didn't wear a tie. As I made my way down to the last button, he abruptly stopped.

"What?" I was taken aback by his abrupt halt.

"I want to do this. Just not in my car. You're not that girl for me. If we are going to do this, I want to do it right." It wasn't that he didn't want me. It was that he wanted us to share this moment the way people who loved each other genuinely should share it. "Do you want to?"

"Don't be stupid." I said as I kissed him.

"I called Dad and told him that you and I were not going home. That we are going to have a night as siblings." I laughed. Only the blind would be unable to notice the weird love triangle I was stuck in.

"Where are we going?" Where would he take me to share this most intimate of experiences?

"To my mother's house. I guess it is my house since she hasn't lived there in ten years. It's at the end of our road, further down the beach. It is surrounded by a wall and there are no neighbors. It is completely private"

I was again taken aback by this information.

"Your mom lived right down the street from you?"

"Yes. It was her way of still seeing me. Now, are we going to ruin the moment or are we going to go have the best night of our lives?" he asked me rhetorically.

As he threw the car into gear, I gave him one last kiss.

"Ana. you need to wait ten minutes. Can you do that?" I knew he was serious, but it was too funny.

I nodded.

As promised ten minutes later, we arrived at a tall, modern, white house with wrap-around windows on the third floor. As he said, there were no houses beside it on that end of the road.

He came around and lifted me from the car. I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head into the dip between his neck and his shoulder.

He carried me the whole way up. The house was minimalistic but had traces of Gabriel's presence throughout each level. It was obvious he went there a lot. When we reached the large room on the third floor, he placed me down in front of the wall of windows facing the ocean. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the spot on my neck that he knew drove me crazy.

"I think I love you," he said softly against my skin.

" I think I love you too," I said, turning around to remove his shirt slowly and kissing the trail of bare skin it left behind. I hadn't even begun to kiss his chest by the time he spun me around so my back was to his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and clasped my hands behind his head, forcing limited space between us.

"Ana." he whispered. "You are so beautiful." he kissed my neck and began to work a hand down the side of my body, tracing the patterns of my skin. I turned around to look at him. "I love you."

"Gabriel." I whispered lightly. "I want you more than anyone or anything in the world. You. Just not like this, tonight."