She put the hat down on the stool next to her .
"Well, I'm just here for my brother.. he had a promotion" I said taking a sip from the drink.The way her eyes looked right into my soul made me quiver. A woman had never made me feel that way before.
I thought it was wrong to feel like that but now i know .. how good it actually is ."Fair enough" she said looking me up and down as if she didn't get anything i just said.
She licked her lips and bit her bottom lip as if she was trying not to say something that she could regret.
The barman came back with her drink and she took a swig.
"Well, ma'm would you care for a dance with me?" She asked standing up.
I looked at my brother who was now in a deep conversation with a policeman. He looked at me and nodded in agreement.
God how i hate the way men think they own us.
"I won't take no as an answer " and so she grabbed my arm and pulled me into the dance floor.
A quiet tune started and all the couples in the dance-floor were slightly closer but not too close because it would become indecent.
Thank god for the ballroom dance lessons that mama gave me .. i thought as she led the dance
After a few minutes of silent dancing a question popped in my mind.
"You never told me your name!" I stated . To which she got closer to my ear and whispered "if your graciousness hadn't been drooling as I entered you would have heard my name M'lady." She kept dancing like nothing happened.
Oh my , what is this feeling? It is as if my spine is shivering and my stomach will fall through my mouth.... is this ... love or attraction ? ...i thought to myself mind-reading all of those books about these specific feelings that i have stumbled upon in the past.
Acknowledging my new found nervousness , she broke the silence. " My name is Caroline Fair-child, but you can call me Carol" She said with a wink and went back into dancing.
Oh, how I felt safe around her. It was as if when I was with her every worry and fear would just vanish and my brain was solely trained onto her and thoughts of her . Not any normal thoughts. Thoughts that made me blush and would make anyone blush. I felt like a teenager again. The only difference was , now I could be myself because I was my own person.
"May we go for a walk?" she asked, once again biting her bottom lip as her eyes met mine.
I wonder what she is thinking of me... i thought to myself as my eyes were focused on hers.
I nodded. To which she grabbed my hand and in a blink of an eye we were walking in the empty streets of New Orleans at night.
Wow, how quickly had the time passed? It felt like a couple of minutes but apparently we had been there for hours.
"So, what is a beautiful girl like yourself doing in New Orleans?" She asked while carefully swinging our joint hands.
"Well, I came here for a new beginning." I said looking at the stars.
I felt the breeze of the night, carefully swaying against my neck and in a blink of an eye Carol pushed me onto a dark alley and stole a kiss from me . It was as if all that I could see was sparkles and Carol's lips were soft like a petal-yet wet like a freshly cut strawberry.
I pulled away to breathe.
"Well , M'am. That is what I call taking a leap of faith? What if I was not into your seductive plays?" I asked breathless
"I lived through a lot . That makes someone takes risks more often" She said placing her hat on the lid of the trash container near us.
It was as If this newly found courage took over me. I pulled her closer to me and we shared another kiss. But this one was different. It felt more needy. I couldn't control my thirst for her and it scared me how out of control I was.
She responded with lifting my leg over her and that was when I accidentally moaned.
Oh my, this is going too far ... i thought to myself but I couldn't give out not when all of these feelings were being felt .
She suddenly stopped.
"Apologies." She said , dropping my leg and turning around.
I couldn't see her face. It was as if she was trying to hide it.
"I shouldn't have let this come this far... we only met and I almost lost control" She said- still not facing me.
"Pardon me? Lost control? What must you mean?" I asked in confusion.
" I will find you again , when I am fully myself again." she said and with that she disappeared in a whoosh.
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Caroline Fairchild
Fiction HistoriqueIn the 1800s, it is hard to be with who you really love, specially when she is the talk of town. Join Edith as she meets the one and only Caroline Fairchild , the first lady in New Orleans to own more properties than the mayor himself. This is a his...