Chapter Twenty-Two:

Halloween came and went, and so had Thanksgiving. Christmas was just under a month away and Matthew couldn’t wait. Bo had been going into the station a few days a week since Nora was getting around pretty well on her own. Things had fallen into a comfortable routine and neither one of them had even brought up the subject of her getting well and being able to move out. Their reconnecting had moved beyond kissing but she hadn’t been able to bring herself to make love to Bo yet, although she wanted to. She had been seeing Rae twice a week and things had been going well. She had made a lot of progress in dealing with the fact that Nick raped her and how that affects the rest of her life. Rae suggested that they schedule a session for the three of them….

Outside Rae’s office...

Nora sits outside in the lobby waiting for Bo to arrive. He had gone into the station that day and got sidetracked by a new case involving a string of burglaries. He arrived a few minutes before their appointment.

Bo walked off the elevator and saw her standing in the corner talking on her phone. He loved watching her. She had her back to him so she never saw him as he approached her from behind. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. She jumped at the contact but quickly relaxed into his embrace. She finished up her phone call and dropped the phone into her purse. She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I thought you were going to stand me up.”

“No way, a gentleman never stands up a lady.”

He kissed her tenderly on the lips and took her hand pulling her towards Rae’s office. She looked over at the door leading to the counseling center and suddenly she froze. Bo stopped walking when he realized that she had stopped walking with him.

“What’s the matter, honey?”

“I’m scared.”

“What are you afraid of?”

She doesn’t speak for a moment and stares at the floor.

Lifting her chin forcing her to look at him “Talk to me, honey. Remember you told me you weren’t going to shut me out.”

She looked up at him and saw what she needed to see. He reached out and wiped away the tears that had fallen.

“I’m just afraid that after you hear what you’re about to hear that you’re not…”

“That I’m not going to love you anymore.”

“Yeah, that you won’t be able to look at me the way I need and want you to look at me.”

“Nothing is going to change the way I feel about you, and nothing and I mean nothing is going to make me not love you anymore.”

“It’s possible.”

“No it’s not; it’s I.M.POSS.IB.LE. Do you understand me?”

She just nodded her head and let him lead her into Rae’s office.

Nora told Bo about everything that happened to her at the cabin. She could see the rage and the pain in his eyes, but she could also see the love. She cried, he cried, and when they walked out of that office that day they had taken the last step back towards each other. She had what she needed, and that was reassurance, reassurance that he still wanted her, that his desire for her hadn’t changed. They left the hospital and picked Matthew up from school. Bo dropped her and Matthew off at the garret and went back to the station.

Two days later….

Bo had been working at the station until past midnight for the last few days. This string of robberies had been keeping him really busy. Nora had her last session with Rae that afternoon and she was feeling great. She decided that she was going to plan a romantic evening for the two of them. She called Renee and asked if Matthew could spend the night with them. She made dinner reservations at the Palace and booked them a suite.

She had stopped at Logan’s and picked up a new dress. She laid it out on the bed and walked into the bathroom. She soaked in a hot tub for a while. She wanted to be ready when Bo came home She did her hair and makeup. She stepped into her dress and slowly zipped it up. She ran her hands over the silky material and smiled. The dress accentuated every curve and left very little to the imagination. She turned when she heard his key in the door. He heard her walking out into the living room. He looked up and the sight in front of him took his breath away.

“Have a hot date or something?”

“Yep.”

“Anyone I know?”

“Oh, he’s only the man of my dreams.”

“The man of your dreams, huh?”

“Yeah, and he better get his cute backside into that bedroom and get dressed or we’re going to be late for our date.”

“Where are we going? And where’s our son?”

“The palace, and at his grandparents. Now does that answer all of your questions?”

“Why yes it does.”

“Good then get going.”

Bo and Nora arrived just in time for their reservation. They enjoyed a delicious dinner. She stood up and held out her hand.

“Dance with me?”

“Are you sure? I mean are you up to it.”

“Just dance with me, Buchanan.”

He took her hand and she led him out onto the dance floor. All eyes in the room were focused on them.

Everyone who saw them that night and knew what they had overcome to be there that night, just stared, happy to see one of Llanview’s most popular couples back together again.

“I think our getting back together is going to be all over town real soon.”

“Let em’ talk.”

Their dance continued. He placed his hand on the small of her back and pulled her against him. His hand on her bare skin sent a shiver up her spine. Their bodies were melted into each other and it was hard to see where she ended and he began.

She lifted her head off his shoulder and looked up at him. He looked into her eyes and brought his lips down onto hers. They shared their first public kiss in five years, but for them they were the only two in the room.

Their dance ended. He started to lead her back to the table but she stopped him.

“No, Bo. Come with me.”

Nora led him out of the restaurant. They walked up to the front desk and she picked up her key.

She turned around and held out her hand.

“Where are we going?”

“We’re going upstairs, where I’m going to make love to the man of my dreams.”

She turned the key in the lock and walked into the suite. She threw the key on the table and walked over to the mantle and lit the candles. He walked over to the table and flipped the radio on. She had set everything up perfectly from the candles to the Oriental rug….

He glanced down at the rug and then back up at her.

“You once told me you were partial to Oriental.”

He took her in his arms and held her close. He tipped her chin up and looked into her eyes.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

He took her in his arms and they swayed to the music. He kissed her neck as she ran her hands over his back pulling him closer against her body. They danced and danced their bodies moving in their familiar way.

He stepped out of their embrace long enough to look in her eyes. All they saw there was the missing pieces of their hearts.

He kissed her again as he slowly laid her down on the rug, his body falling down on top of hers. Their tongues continued their dance as his hands explored her body, taking in the familiar feel of her. She ran her hands over his chest; resting her hand against his heart. She reached up and began to remove his tie. She threw his tie over her head and began to unbutton his shirt. She slowly slipped his shirt down over his arms until it joined his tie somewhere behind them. He broke contact with her mouth but never removing his lips from her skin. He trailed kisses down her neck and stopped where the bodice of her dress began. He kissed along her shoulder as he lowered the straps of her dress.

He brought his lips down to the valley in between her breasts. She arched her back as he continued to sear her skin with his kisses. He slowly unzipped the back of her lowering it until it joined his shirt. He caressed the top of her round breasts with his tongue, causing her to whisper his name. He took her nipple in his mouth eliciting a moan from deep within. He still knew what it took to pleasure her, after all their time apart, he still knew. That’s when you know it’s real, that it’s the way it was meant to be.

She reached down and pulled at the waistband of his pants removing his belt sending it across the room. She made quick work of his pants and anything else that was keeping him from being revealed to her. She slipped her hand in between their bodies and took his desire in her hands. His body shuddered at the contact, reveling in the feel of her hands on him once again.

He removed her hand from his hardened shaft as he ran his tongue down her stomach and stopped at the waistband of her silk underwear. He slowly slipped them over her hips. He took a deep breath as he looked at her lying before him, her body even more beautiful than he remembered; only slightly changed because of their son.

She took his face in her hands, capturing his mouth in another passionate kiss. He broke the kiss and moved his tongue slowly down her body stopping at the top of her womanhood. He ran his fingers up the side of her legs; sending chills down her spine. He slowly ran his tongue along the inside of her thigh causing her to open her legs to him giving him full access to what he was seeking. He slowly slipped two fingers between her folds, running his fingers over her most sensitive spot. He looked up at her; her skin flushed with passion. He replaced his fingers with his tongue; another moan escapes from deep down. He continued to pleasure her as she moves her hips in rhythm with his tongue. He continued to run his tongue over her center knowing she was on the verge of release. He felt the walls of her center tighten around his tongue as her body was over come by her climax. He broke contact with her center; kissing up her stomach and around her breasts before crashing his mouth down onto hers. She accepted his tongue into her mouth, tasting herself on his tongue, causing her desire to pool within her legs once again. He had been it, the only one who could bring her to the edge and start it all over again with just a kiss.

She broke the kiss and laid her hands on his chest pushing him into a sitting position on the rug. She stood up and held out her hand. He looked at her; standing naked in front of him; and he couldn’t believe she was real. He laid his hand in hers and she pulled him up off the floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck; crashing her mouth down onto his. She could feel his desire grow as their bodies remained pressed against each other. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He set her down in front of the bed as they continued to kiss. She backed him up against the bed causing him to sit down on the edge. She knelt down in front of him and positioned herself in between his legs as she ran her hands down his chest and along the outside of his legs as she pleasured him with her tongue. He laid his head back knowing that she was bringing him to the point of no return.

I melt every time you look at me that way
It never fails, anytime, any place
This burn in me is the coolest thing I’ve ever felt
I melt

He laid his hands on her face making her break contact with his desire. He pulled her up and grabbed her from behind and pulled her against him. He lifted her and placed her in his lap. She repositioned herself and as she felt him enter her she released the breath she had no idea she had been holding. Their bodies moved in perfect timing, timing that only old lovers would have, a rhythm that only comes from knowing the other so well.

Their bodies continued their familiar dance until they were spent, their bodies still intertwined on the bed. She laid her head against his chest their breathing still heavy in the after effects of their lovemaking. He lifted her up; a moan escaped as their bodies disconnected.

He lay down beside her on the bed. He pulled her close and as their hearts finally slowed they gave into sleep, and held each other all night long.