Samuel Villan stood on the rocks, looking at the stream winding its way in at an unhurried pace. This was his favorite place. It was where he came when he wanted to think, to clear his mind and to forget…
Life had been fairly quiet and uneventful for him since Julia died. It had been twenty years since she passed away. They never had any children. When, her older sister died from complications after giving birth to her son, Julia and he adopted him. His father had been killed in the line of duty. He was a police officer.
After Julia died, he and her nephew became close. It was nice having him around during those tough times but now he was gone. He had moved to London where he was living and working. During the holidays, he would visit and they would go for long walks or sit by the fireplace and talk. Sometimes, they played Chess.
Yes, life was relatively simple, some even, say it was dull but it was how he liked it–no stress, no complications. That was until, she came and turned his world upside down.
It all began last year Christmas when he was expecting Colin to visit as he usually did. This time, however, he didn’t come alone. He brought a Nigerian girl he worked with. The moment Samuel laid his eyes on her, he knew that he was in danger of falling in love with her. She was stunning with eyes that were large and framed by long lashes. Her skin was smooth and flawless. Her hair was cut short like a boy’s but it flattered her. Her neck was long and slender. She moved with such grace and had a pleasant voice. She was vivacious and the entire house seemed to come alive when she was there. He could tell that she liked him. She was always seeking him out and seemed to enjoy his company. While Colin was out walking the dogs, she would remain at the manor and sit in the drawing-room with him. He taught her how to play Chess.
One afternoon when they were alone in the drawing-room, he got up from the chair in front of the fireplace and went over to the window to look out. She joined him. They stood there for a while, not saying anything but were acutely aware of each other. “Do you get lonely being here by yourself?” she asked, staring straight ahead.
“Sometimes,” he admitted.
“Would be it presumptuous of me to ask if I can visit you sometimes?”
He looked at her then. “Do you want to?”
She looked at him and nodded. “Yes.”
She was staring at him so intently that he felt his face grow hot. He stood there, not knowing what to do or say. He wanted her to visit him as often as she could but was afraid of what would happen if she did. She ignited in him an unquenchable fire and filled him with a fierce hunger. He never imagined that he would ever feel this way about a girl half his age. “What about Colin?” he finally asked. “Wouldn’t he mind you coming to see me?”
“Why would he?”
“Aren’t you and he…?”
She shook her head. “No. We’re just friends.”
“I thought you were his girlfriend.”
“No, I’m single–like you.”
“I’m a widower.”
“We’re both single. We’re not seeing other people so what’s preventing us from seeing each other?”
He blinked. He wasn’t used to such forthrightness. It thrilled him. It also scared him. “Are you always this direct?”
“Sometimes. I like you, Samuel and I know that you like me. I think we should give us a try.”
He swallowed hard when she moved closer. “I would like that very much,” he muttered.
She was standing right in front of him now and reaching up, she kissed him on the lips. “You’re standing under the mistletoe,” she said when she drew back. They were both breathing heavily.
He reached for her and kissed her with all the passion that consumed him. Their moment was interrupted several minutes later by the sound of barking and Colin’s voice. That night, they continued where they left off when he went to her room.
He ran his fingers through his hair now as he stood there by the stream. For twenty years, he had lived a life of solitude, interrupted by Colin’s yearly visits but now, here, he was, the happiest he had ever been. Yes, life was exciting and wonderful now that she was in it. He turned now as she joined him. He smiled and putting his arm around her shoulder, he drew her to him. She slipped her arm around his waist and rested her head against him. “How are you feeling?” he asked.
She placed her hand on her swollen stomach. “Extremely happy,” she replied. In seven months, they were going to have their first child.
Sometimes, when you least expect it, love comes along and turns your world upside down – Notes to Women
This was written for the #writephoto Prompt – Hidden at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.
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That’s a lovely Christmas tale, Adele 🙂
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Thanks, Sue 🙂
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