Diane’s Heart – Installment 9

I went back to my room at the retreat after walking around and noticing all the changes.  He’s done a nice job. On my way back to my room, one of the managers stops and asked if everything was ok. I told them I was just admiring the changes, but all is well. Let us know if you need anything. Thank you. I immediately called Liz when I got back to my room. I had to be missing something, there’s got to be a reason why he didn’t share anything.

Liz,  I don’t understand; I don’t understand why he hasn’t shared any of this with me.  

Let’s see, you tell me that he wants a second chance, that he was a fool for leaving and walking out of your life. Prior to coming to work for Beautiful, he buys and renovates the old beach retreat in addition to building a home for children and their families in a similar situation as his family found themselves in with his youngest brother Timothy. Then named the old school house after his mom and his brother. He’s private and not trying to showboat or persuade you by any other means then who he is.  

This morning while dad and I went for a walk I received three vases of the most beautiful arrangements. It sounds to me Di that the man of Steele has feet firmly grounded and not moving an inch still he gets his Lois Lane. This is too much! What too much, truth be told you never got over him and very much still in strong feeling (in love with) for him. I heard that and I don’t know anymore. Only thing I do know is that I don’t know anything. The staff here has been great They apparently don’t know my connection for that I am grateful. I’m going to sleep, hopefully, something will make sense in the morning.

What too much, truth be told you never got over him and very much still in strong feeling (in love with) for him. I heard that and I don’t know anymore. Only thing I do know is that I don’t know anything. The staff here has been great; they apparently don’t know my connection for that I am grateful. I’m going to sleep, hopefully, something makes sense in the morning.

The next morning, I had homemade biscuits waiting for me when I arrived home with my favorite hot chocolate. Some of the perks of being home. Then we walked over to the home, the inside was even more amazing to see what they did to the old school house. I spent the entire day with the children in the different areas. Mom was right you couldn’t tell which parent sent them or were just left in the hospital. The care, the services, the love in this place was just beautiful. The next day I took a tour of the new home being built by the waterfront. They had every state of the art equipment, service, game that you could think of. No expenses were spared. How in the hell is he working a 9 to 5 and managing these places?  

By Wednesday night I knew half the kids’ name by heart, all of the staff and everyone knew mine. I had a list of activities to bring to them or to send them. There were a number of significant birthdays coming up and the staff and I arranged for them to be fantastic. Thursday everyone came down to the beach for a marshmallow s’mores roast. We had a fantastic time.

Friday night after everyone left exhausted from all the activities surrounding the carnival, I went to my room and soaked in a wonderful soothing bubble bath. As soon as I wrapped my towel around me there was a knock at my door.  Not thinking much about, I open it and before I could catch my breath I was in Steele’s arms being kissed. Without missing a beat, he lifted me up, walked in closed the door and deepened the kiss till all I could do to remain standing was to cling to him. Finally, he came up for air just stared at me. In trying to find my voice, I realized that all I had on was a towel that was slowly falling. I grab it and said I’ll be right back and ran into the bathroom to put on my robe.  Unfortunately, I was heading to bed and the towel would have been enough, now Steele is here and I feel both naked (which I am) and wanton at the moment. I’m sorry, that wasn’t what I was prepared to do, but when you open the door, that’s all I could find myself doing.  What were you prepared for I asked as I came back into the main part of the room? He’s now sitting on the loveseat with his jacket off and sleeves rolled up. To invite you for a walk on the beach. Hmm, tempting if I wasn’t already tired from today. I heard there was a carnival in town today for everyone, it’s a shame I had to miss it. Were you here? Not far, I had a meeting with some of my funders and by the time I was briefed about all the activities this past week, that’s been going on everything was over and everyone was gone. My lost!  

Why didn’t you tell me about all of this? Why didn’t you saying anything for the past month or try to contact me before now? As for contacting you, that information wasn’t easy to come by. The only person, really the second person,  in the world who isn’t on Twitter, Instagram, or Facebook is you. As for the people around here, only the Deacon recognized me. Neither the Deacon nor his wife would share that with me, how to contact you. I definitely couldn’t go asking your parents, which I was just corrected about today. What was I to say, hi I’m the ass that broke your daughter’s heart and want her back! That would have been interesting to watch providing that you lived after the first half left your mouth.  

Then how did you find me? You actually drop in my lap. My co-owner wanted out, because of my work here I couldn’t afford to buy him out so we decided to sell his portion or the whole organization. Since he wanted out he had to do the work. When he told me he found someone who wouldn’t leave our employees without a job for at least 2 years I agreed to meet with them. At the meetings, I saw your name and prayed you were one and the same. I waited my time till I knew which way the winds blew.  You’re still using the same last name, which let me know you probably weren’t married, but that’s it. But that doesn’t explain why you didn’t say anything.

I want you to want me. Not for what I did. Nor for how I choose to remember you forever regardless of how we turn out. But because your heart still had a little flicker of hope towards me. Steele, why here, why in my hometown? This is where Timothy took his last laughable breath, this is where I met the woman of my dreams. When I heard that the retreat was in trouble, I set out to find funders to back my investment to buy it.  The retreat has done so much good work over the years I couldn’t allow it to just close. But the old school house. The village. Well, the retreat actually came with a large parcel of land, we brought it all to keep that section of the beach private. How? You work 6 hours away at a demanding 9-5, how are you doing all this. In the past month, I have come in late every Monday and left early every Friday. I am here every weekend to get briefed on what’s happening so that during the week I can handle what’s coming up. And you call me a work alcoholic, hmm. What does this make you?  Beautiful is the work that pays for my passion. This isn’t a job but who I am.

How? You work 6 hours away at a demanding 9-5, how are you doing all this. In the past month, I have come in late every Monday and left early every Friday. I am here every weekend to get briefed on what’s happening so that during the week I can handle what’s coming up. And you call me a work alcoholic, hmm. What does this make you?  Beautiful is the work that pays for my passion. This isn’t a job but who I am.

You are amazing! No that would be you.  The managers told me many of your suggestion and I love them, not sure when they all can be put in place, but they have been recorded. My parents have worked at the home since it opened, they say it restored their youthfulness and they love the children. I’m glad and it seems like many of the kids are smitten by the newest worker at the house, they had me confused at first. A worker, I never meant to give them the impression I was staying. Don’t worry, when I realize who they were talking about, they were corrected that you were just visiting and would come back often to assist again. But they aren’t the only one who hope you would come back often or would become part of the home. You are doing it again. No, I’m not, I’m not asking to leave Beautiful, nor am I asking you to move.  We have many volunteers who gave Haven 2 to 3 weeks a year of their talent and time and retained their regular lives. But I am still asking for you to give me a second chance.

I went to the fridge to grab a juice, it suddenly became hot and my throat dry. By the time I turned around to face him I was back in his arms.  Instead of pulling away I laid my head on his chest and just listened to his heart. With every beat, it was like a hammer shattering away the hurt that surrounded mine.  He lifted me up in his arms and carried me to the bed and we laid there holding each other and kissing. I soon realized that the moaning I heard in my ears, was my own as Charles’ hand caressed my body. Soon his hands found their way into my robe, and my breath caught.

He rested them on my rib cage for a minute before he started to remove them. I held one in place as the movement from the first left and immediate ache in me. Nothing will happen that you don’t want to, I promise it didn’t come to seduce you. As I rolled to face him, I asked what if I want to be seduced. Then you would have had to agree to be my wife. Your wife, Charles, but you just said nothing will happen I don’t want to. Yes, I did, but I never stated that I would allow just anything to happen. With that he kissed me as he used to on the beach, where our hands roamed each other, the only difference was he was dressed and I wasn’t and as his hand caressed my body went up in flames. He trailed kisses down my neck, over my shoulder blades and to the exposed part of my breast, I never knew kisses could scorch one’s skin as his lips were scorching mine. Slowly he trailed kisses around the exposed part of my skin creating a delicious torture until he retraced his descent and we were kissing again.

I don’t know how long we kissed and held onto each other. I just knew when I open my eyes next the sun was streaming into my room and I was alone. Slowly I got up and packed my bag because I was due to my parents’ place that night. I wondered if I dreamt it all, but the tingling sensation that ran through my body felt too alive not to have been real.

 

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