Longmire: Second Chances

Chapter 14: Realization

They both awoke about 9 am Sunday morning. They had waken up after an hour and had continued their love-making most of the night, having coupled five different times in the wee hours of the morning, each as spectacular and as cherished as the others. They had let enough time slip through their fingers. When Vic awoke, she still wasn't sated, and they loved again. Walt didn't know he could have risen so many times. He gave all the credit to Vic. She was electric in every way, and his desire for her kept him going.

They finally realized that sustenance of a different kind was required, and fixed a light breakfast for each other. Both if them lived on coffee, and it brought them around after very little sleep.

"How are you feeling this morning, old man?", Vic said playfully, actually amazed at his stamina during the night.

"I feel like an eighteen year old who got to bop the homecoming queen, to be honest", he winked at her. Vic almost doubled over in laughter.

"Bet those two couldn't go six rounds like we did last night."

Walt chuckled. "They wouldn't have known any better. Kids", he said wryly.

Vic had rarely, if ever, seen his playful, funny side when she had lived here before. She wish he had shown it back then, only to realize that where his mind was at the time, he simply couldn't. She liked this addition to what she thought about the man.

They silently looked at each other for a moment. "I think I'm gonna enjoy being in love with you, Ms. Moretti", Walt said blissfully. "The world looks so different to me this morning."

"I've been in love with you twice now, and it's obviously sweeter this time around. I've wanted this day to arrive since almost the first day I met you."

"I'm a slow learner", he quipped, making her laugh in delight again.

"Yeah, well, you've always been a bonehead, Walt", making him laugh as well, then she became more serious. "Where do we go from here?"

There was no doubt they would go together form this point, but it was a matter of how and where. "I want you to finish your year at B.C, Vic. Whatever we decide to do for the future, I'd like to see you become a lawyer. It can be a noble profession. Maybe you could help Cady on the Rez?"

Vic had never thought of that. "You're smarter than you look, Longmire", making Walt laugh again. "That's a helluva idea. But even that is a ways off. Yeah, I want to finish the year out, then look at what we're doing then."

"Would you want to continue at Boston College, and for me to move out there with you?"

Vic was stunned by the question. "Would you even consider doing that, Walt. I mean, going from Durant, where you've been almost all your life, to a insane asylum on the East Coast?"

Walt chuckled. "Vic, wherever you are, that will be home for me. It could be here, or Boston or Philadelphia or Tonga, it won't matter."

"Tonga?", she snorted in laughter. "Well, you'd like that 'cause I'd be topless most of the time, right?"

He snapped his fingers together. "Damn, saw right through that one." Her laughter rang out again.

"I'm humbled that you'd follow me anywhere, Walt. I have a little time to decide, but this is where you're from, and I called Durant home for six years, and I like the area and the people. We'll have the end of the school year to look that far ahead."

"It's a deal, Counselor", he winked at her. She got off of her chair and sat on his lap.

"This deal last a lifetime, you know that, cowboy?" She kissed him tenderly on his lips.