Loving Christmas Linda – The Special Embrace (Part 2)

 

Paul walked into the hotel bar at 7 o’clock, an hour early, partly for some Dutch courage and in part because he had run out of things to do so he ordered a drink and then sat at the bar.

Even though he wasn’t expecting her until eight, every time the door opened he turned to look for her and when it wasn’t her his self-doubt crept in, and with every false alarm the doubts got worse, what if she doesn’t come? What if she changed her mind? What if she never intended to come? What if? What if? What if?

Then at a quarter to the hour the door opened and there she was, the love of his life, and every bit as beautiful to him as ever, in spite of the passing years.

Linda was wearing a simple black knee length dress, black tights or stockings and four-inch stiletto shoes, and he thought her legs were as shapely as he remembered them.

In fact he thought that everything about her was as wonderful as he remembered, even though she was thirty years older.

She held a black leather clutch bag in her hand and her face looked a little anxious until Paul stood up and then it lit up with the most radiant smile.

Relieved to find him there, she walked towards him almost tottering on her heels and that made her laugh.

“Hello” She said, and he responded “Hi” and took her hand as she climbed onto a stool.

Paul kissed her cheek and the fragrance of her perfume was quite intoxicating, going straight to his head like a strong spirit and the combination of her scent and his desire for her almost made him swoon.

He ordered her a drink and they nervously made small talk, like two strangers on a blind date, until the waitress led them through to the restaurant.

“How did your lunch with your mum go?” Paul asked once they were seated at their table and she blushed the deepest red in response

“The lunch date was a little white lie” she admitted

“Oh?”

“Because I needed the afternoon to get ready” she said, “for this”

“And the animated phone call you were having when you left?”

“Was to my sister, to rally the troops and get me presentable” she confided and they both laughed and any awkwardness between them was gone.

“Well, all I can say is that it was time well spent” he said, and she blushed again at the compliment.

Over dinner they talked with such an easy familiarity as if her departing taxi had only been a week earlier rather than 30 years.

By the time they had finished their coffee the restaurant was empty except for Paul and Linda and a very weary waitress waiting to clear their table.

The evening seemed to have passed by in the blink of an eye and had all too soon come to an end.

They got up and made their apologies and Linda went through the door to the ladies while Paul signed the bill.

“Good night” he said, “and I must apologize again for keeping you so late”

After leaving a large tip on the table he went in search of Linda through the same door she had used, and he found her standing by the Christmas tree.

She had retrieved her coat and scarf from the cloakroom, which were draped over one arm, and her bag was in her hand.

Linda stood with her back to him gazing out of the window, but she could see his reflection in the glass and smiled at him and he gasped at the beauty of her and pinched himself again.

He wanted to kiss her so much, but he was afraid, afraid to break the magic of that special kiss, that perfect moment when they kissed in the snow all those years earlier when he let her slip from his grasp.

For 30 years he had revered that moment, reliving it whenever on a winter’s night he heard the Salvation Army play, or when the snow fell during Christmas time, or when he felt a snowflake on his skin, or stood in a taxi queue on a winter’s night.

For 30 years he had wanted to be back there in that moment holding her in the snow, and there she stood a few steps away from him, yet he was hesitant.

But as if sensing his turmoil, she turned away from the window and he took those few steps to face her.

They stood beside the Christmas tree for a few moments just looking at each other, then she smiled her most heart melting smile as she caressed his cheek before she pulled him to her and kissed him gently on the lips, a warm sensitive and tender kiss.

When their lips touched electricity ran down his spine and it was as if they were young again.

When their lips parted she smiled at him coyly and flushed a deep shade of pink and a second later they met again, and her kiss became more intense, more passionate.

Her coat, scarf and bag fell to the floor as their arms enveloped each other and they stood locked in passionate embrace as the tree lights twinkled beside them.

Linda pulled away for a moment before burying her face in his neck and then softly spoke in his ear.

“You see, that was as good as the first time”

“How could I have doubted it would be perfect?” he responded and cupping her flushed cheek in his palm before he slid his fingers beneath her soft brown curls and caressed the soft downy hair on her nape as he pulled her head toward him, so he could kiss her sweet lips again.

The next time they paused she put her head on his chest, still holding on to him so tightly as Paul kissed the top of her head and smelled her hair.

He held her and didn’t want to let her go, and then he said

“Please stay, I can’t watch you disappear from my life again in another taxi”

In response she lifted her head from his chest and looked at him and said

“I’m not letting you go again, not now, not ever”

Then she smiled at him coyly and blushed like a virgin before she buried her face in his chest again.

A moment later she scooped up her coat, scarf and bag from the floor and took his hand and they walked in silence to his room.

Outside in the corridor she looked deeply into his eyes and kissed his mouth before Paul opened the door and let her walk inside.

She immediately dropped her coat and bag onto a chair and turned to face him as he followed her and she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear

“I never stopped loving you”

Paul’s arms enveloped her and pulled her close to him and then they kissed, at first soft and tender but then more urgently and he began to un-wrap his most special Christmas gift, wrapped in lace and silk instead of paper and ribbon.

Caressing her body from neck to lacy stocking top and their love was at last made absolute.

When their act of love was complete, and their dreams realized they lay holding each other in the afterglow, silently content until they drifted off to sleep.

 

Paul awoke to find Linda stood silhouetted against the window, gazing out into the night, wearing his shirt to cover her nakedness and she turned her head to look at him and said

“It’s snowing”

Paul slipped out of bed and joined her at the window, and standing behind her encompassing her in his arms they watched as the snow settled on the courtyard and she hugged his arms and said

“How perfect is that?”

They stood for a few minutes taking in the snowy scene, both thinking back to the last time they enjoyed the snowfall together then she inclined her head, so he could kiss her and when his hands moved from her soft belly and cupped her breasts she led him back to the bed and they made love again.

 

He woke early the next morning and lay in the half light and held Linda’s sleeping form in his arms and as he lay there he thought how good the fates had been to them that weekend.

If his car hadn’t broken down, and had he not rejected the idea of taking the train, he would not have been shopping on that cold grey morning.

He thought about the moments he spent admiring that tree in the square and listening to the Salvation Army band, and what thought processes made him do what he did.

Was it destiny that he chose to start his shopping at Woolworths, and at the very that moment Linda was preparing to leave, or just blind luck?

They could have chosen any one of the five doors along Woolworths frontage but they both chose the same one, surely that had to be fate.

Although it didn’t really matter to him, all he knew for sure was that 24 hours before that day his life had been so sad and empty and now it was full to overflowing and he was finally with his soul mate.

Linda was in Paul’s life at last and he wanted her never to leave it again, but if fate decreed that the special embrace on one special night of that special weekend was all they could have then he would have been content, but he didn’t have to.