The Journey to Freedom: Path to WW3

Chapter XXXIII

Real magic in relationships means an absence of judgment of others.

Wayne Dyer

We walk outside and see that the night sky is clear and full of stars. I hold her hand and we walk to the car and she gets in first and tell the driver to take us to where there are horse carriage rides, he nods and I get in the car and he takes us a few miles down the road.

"Why'd we stop?" Asks Eve.

I tell her that it's a surprise. I tell the driver that there's no need for him to get out. I tell him to wait for us that we would be back in about an hour. He says ok and we get out and a small wind blows and Eve tells me that she is a little cold. I give her my jacket and she puts it on. I tell her that we will only be gone for 20 minutes and then that we will leave. I promised her. We walk about 20 feet and see a horse carriage.

She says "You didn't?!"

I reply, "Yes I did."

She hugs me and tells me that she always wanted to go on one of these but one of her ex's said that it was the same as riding a car, except it was a horse.

I laugh and tell her, "Yeah but in the car, you can't sightsee, hold hands, hold each other and kiss while driving. At least here, he drives and we are taken for a ride."

She tells me that she is completely blown away by what I did for her. Even if it was just something cheap and a movie, she still would've enjoyed the company. I told her that first dates are always the special ones, that's why I wanted to leave a good impression. She smiles and kisses me. I help her up the carriage and then get in after she sits down. We take a ride downtown and see the skyscrapers, I hold her close and I was amazed by how the capital looked. It was like Dallas but not Dallas. If that made any sense.

We continue to ride and Eve tells me that she is starting to get cold and says that she is sorry but was wondering if we could go home. I tell her that it was ok because I was getting a little cold myself. I ask the carriage driver if he can take us back to where we were because my lady was getting cold and I didn't want her to catch a cold. He tells me sure and that we would be back in a few minutes. I hold her close and the driver turns around to take us back.

Once we reach back to the drop off point, I pay the driver and we start walking fast towards the car. The driver turns on the car and moves towards us. We get in and ask the driver to take us back to the hotel. Evelyn tells me no, back to her place. I ask her if she's sure because her car was at the hotel. The driver says that as long as it's in the correct parking, they won't tow it.

I say ok and she tickles me while saying, "You thought that I parked in the wrong place didn't you babe?"

I laugh and say no, I just thought that maybe she needed the car to go to work tomorrow morning. And she tells me that when I left her office today, she put in a request for 15 days of leave and they were approved a few hours later. So technically she was on vacation.

She told the driver where her house was and we get there in about 30 minutes. I give the driver a tip and tell him to tell the concierge that I will call him to send a car back to pick me up because I will be going back to Dallas by tomorrow night. He says ok, for me to have a good night and drives off. Eve runs to her front door and unlocks the house and asks me if I was coming in.

I tell her, "Yes, I'm just looking at you at your front door. I think I'm having déjà vu because I swear I have seen this before somewhere, but I don't see a forest behind the house. So I guess I'm just seeing things."

She runs to me and pulls me by the arm and tells me to get inside. I, of course, comply. I look around the house and see pictures of her parents and her two brothers. There were pictures of her with her Naval uniform. And finally, I see that she had framed a picture of a sonogram.

"This sonogram, who's baby is this?" I ask.

She replies, "It was mine, but I lost it. The doctor told me that I couldn't have any kids. So that was the only picture of my baby. I wanted kids so bad, but I guess being a stepmother would be the next best thing."

I tell her not to sell herself short. She would make a great mom and eventually win overstep kids to be called mom from them. I see that she is putting the coffee pot on a timer. And then finally tells me to follow her. She takes my hand and guides me to her room. She closes the door and I look at her and ask her if this is what she wants.

She walks towards me and starts to take off my jacket then her dress. She is standing there with nothing but her panties, her jewelry, and high heels. I tell her that she's beautiful and she walks up to me and starts to kiss me. She starts to unbutton my vest and my shirt. She puts her arms around my neck and I start to put my hands around her waist and pull her towards me. She starts to tiptoe while kissing me. I start letting her go and she starts to unbutton my belt and pants. I take off my pants, shoes, and socks. She turns me around and pulls me toward her and her bed. I take off her panties and then take off boxer briefs. I go inside of her and kiss her neck at the same time.

She moans and whispers, "Yes baby, make me yours."

I tell her that she has already made me hers since the first night we spent together. She wraps her legs around me and tightens them to make me thrust in her more, she moans and tells me that it feels good for me to be inside of her. I kiss her earlobe and continue to make love into the depths of the night.

Once we are done making love, she has her leg on top of mine while my leg is between hers while we face each other in complete darkness. Even though it's dark, it's like I can see her face, I can see her smile, I can see where her hair is covering part of her face. She hugs me tight and tells me that she feels complete being with me. I tell her that my heart feels like it can love again.

She kisses me and looks at me with a deep gaze and tells me, "I think I'm falling in love with you."

I tell her the same thing. She hugs me again and puts her head where my neck is and tells me that she wants me to be with her forever. I tell her that I can make that happen.

"How?" She asks.

I look right at her and ask her, "Te quieres casar conmigo?"