~Her One and Only~

Nora stands in front of the full length mirror in the corner of her bedroom. She runs her hands down the bodice of the satin dress she wears, twisting and turning from side to side, checking out every angle. She lets out a deep sigh as she begins to fuss with her hair for the tenth time in the past half hour.

She walks over to her dresser and begins to sort through her jewelry box looking for the perfect earrings to compliment the dress she’s chosen to wear tonight. She reaches into the back of the jewelry box and pulls out a small black bag. She pulls the strings open and empties the contents into her palm. She takes a deep breath as she runs her fingers over the deep red stones lying in her hand. She’s kept them hidden in the back of her jewelry box all these years, unable to bare the memories the stones hold.

She walks over to the mirror once again and lays one of the earrings against her earlobe, “Well they are a perfect match,” she says to herself.

She quickly fastens the earrings before she loses her nerve to wear them. She continues to stare at her reflection, the small sequins on her dress dance with each breath she takes, as she nervously stares at her reflection. She jumps slightly when she hears the doorbell ring.

“I’ll get it,” she hears Matthew yell from his spot in front of the TV.

Nora’s heart begins to race as she listens to father and son down in the living room. She knew she was going to be nervous about this evening but as the time got closer she became more and more nervous. This was their first “Buchanan family” get together since they decided to try again. They’ve been going out for a few months now. ‘Courting’ Bo calls it. She smiles as she thinks back to the first time he showed up at her door, hiding behind a bouquet of all her favorites, ready to take her out on their first official ‘date’.

At the same time downstairs Matthew is pulling Bo into the living room, to show his dad his latest score on the new video game Bo bought him, “Look dad,” Matthew says pointing at his score, “I beat every one of my other scores.”

Bo just stares at Matthew’s initials for a moment, a smile spreading across his face, ‘MHB’ he thinks to himself. Bo sits down and pulls Matthew onto his lap, “Way to go, champ.”

Bo and Matthew start a new game as Nora puts the final touches on her make up. She takes a deep breath, steadying herself before she grabs her wrap and her purse off the bed.

Bo turns when he hears her heels clicking against the hardwood steps as she makes her way down stairs. Bo sets Matthew down on the couch and slowly stands up, dropping the game controller down on the couch beside Matthew. Matthew glances back and forth between his mother and father. He smiles and turns his attention back to his game.

She stops on the landing as she watches him make his way over to where she stands. Their eyes remain locked on each other as he steps onto the landing, stopping right in front of her. He brushes her hair back when he notices the ruby earrings hanging from her ear. He smiles, “You kept them.”

She nods and turns his wrist, “I see you kept something too.”

They both look down at her grandfather’s cufflinks. The cufflinks her father had given her when she was a teenager, ‘For when you meet your one and only,’ she remembers her father saying. She had given Bo the cufflinks on their wedding day.

He smiles, “Yeah, they umm…well they were in the back of my dresser drawer.”

Nora smiles, “I’m glad you kept them."

Bo shrugs, “Well you never did ask for them back.”

She looks down at the cufflinks and then up at Bo, “Well when my father gave them to me he told me they were for my one and only,” she says quietly, a blush rising to her cheeks.

They stare at each other in silence for a few seconds, their son’s voice pulling them from their thoughts, “Your one and only what, mom?”

Bo and Nora look down at Matthew who was leaning over the back of the couch. They exchange an awkward glance. Bo clears his throat and looks at his watch, “Umm…you know we better get going. We wouldn’t want to be late for Viki’s welcome home party.”

Nora smiles the flush slowly leaving her cheeks, “Right., can’t be late.”

Bo takes Nora’s hand and they walk over to where Matthew is now sitting, his arms tightly crossed across his chest. They each place a kiss on his forehead, reminding him to brush his teeth and not give MaryAnn a hard time. Matthew watches them leave, releasing a deep sigh when he hears the door click closed,”It’s not like they’ve never been late to things before,” he mumbles to himself, “and they never tell me anything.” Matthew picks up the remote and hits play on the DVD player, settling in to watch “Finding Nemo” for the tenth time that week.

Bo and Nora arrive at the country club just as the party was starting. Every one in the room turns when they see them walk into the ballroom hand in hand. They hadn’t told anyone that they were back together, wanting to take it slow and ease back into a life together, without any family interference. They exchange a quick glance as Bo squeezes her hand, each preparing themselves for the onslaught of questions that were bound to come their way.

Asa, Renee, Clint, and Viki all exchange looks, each wondering who would be the first to ask the question. It was only a matter of time before Asa spoke up, “So you two, is this,” pointing to their hands dangling between them, “what I think it is? Have the two of you finally pulled your heads out of your kiesters and figured out that you belong together?”

Bo frowns slightly, “Pa…”, Bo sighs, “Yes, Nora and I are back together,” He looks over at her and kisses her lightly on the cheek, “We finally realized that we’ve been given a second chance for the three of us to be a family and we don’t want to miss a single moment together,” he glances over at Viki and Clint standing hand in hand also, “Life’s too short to waste your second chances.”

Asa walks over and grabs Nora, pulling her into a tight embrace, “Not that you ever left the family, but welcome back just the same.” He takes her arm and begins to lead her out to the dance floor, “Come dance with your father in law.”

“Asa, I’d love to dance with you, but you’re not my father in law.”

Asa winks and smiles as he looks over his shoulder at Bo who is still standing there watching them walk away, “Mere technicality, little lady,” Asa whispers in her ear.

As the first song ends Asa feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns around and looks down at Bo, “Stop hoggin’ my girl, Pa.” Bo points his thumb over his shoulder, “You’ve got your own waiting over there.” Bo pulls Nora close as the next song begins to play.

They spend the rest of the evening dancing and celebrating Viki’s recovery and release from the hospital. Just before midnight they arrive back at Nora’s house. They slowly walk into the house, “I can’t believe how sore my feet are,” Nora says as she plops down on the couch, “I haven’t danced like that,” she looks over at him standing beside the couch with that smile on his face, “well I haven’t danced like that in a long time.”

He walks over and sits down on the coffee table. He picks up her left foot and slowly begins to unbuckle the strap securing her shoe to her foot. He slowly begins to run his hands over her foot, slowly massaging it. She lays her head against the back of the couch, releasing a deep sigh as his hands slowly move up her leg, slipping just under the hem of her dress, caressing her just behind her knee.

“Bo…,” she whispers breathlessly.

“Shh…”

“Bo…” she swallows deeply as his hands move higher up her thigh, “Bo…Matthew…”

“He’s asleep,” he whispers.

She releases a deep moan as his hands begin to massage her thigh. He slowly slides off the couch, until he’s kneeling down between her and the couch. He brings his lips down onto the inside of her thigh, causing her to jump slightly at the contact. He smiles against her leg when she shifts in her seat, knowing he was driving her crazy. His hands continue to travel higher, stopping at her hips. He slowly runs his fingers along the waistband of her black silk panties, eliciting another moan from deep within as he continues to tease her, his lips still caressing the inside of her thigh, “We…we should take this upstairs,” she says, her voice full of desire.

He stands up, pulling her up off the couch. He pulls her tight against his chest, bringing his lips down onto hers. She smiles against his mouth when his very obvious desire is pressed against her as he pulls her tighter, “Definitely upstairs,” she says against his lips before his tongue parts her lips once again.  

Bo scoops her up and begins to carry her toward the stairs. They stop suddenly halfway up the stairs when a sleepy Matthew begins to walk down the stairs, rubbing his eyes. He stops when he sees his dad carrying his mom, “Dad, why are you carrying mommy up the stairs? Did she hurt herself?”

Bo and Nora look at each other, a blush rising to their faces as she slides out of his arms, “Umm…no,” Bo stutters, “Well your mom danced a lot tonight, her feet are just a bit sore.” Nora tries to stifle her laughter at Bo’s obvious discomfort. He pinches her side and turns his attention back to Matthew, “It’s after midnight, champ? Whatcha doing up?”

“I had a nightmare and I can’t fall back asleep,” he looks between his parents, “Can we watch a movie until I get tired again?”

Bo reaches out and picks Matthew up, “A movie, huh?” Matthew nods. Bo looks over at Nora, “Sure, sport, we’ll watch a movie.”

They settle on the couch, ‘Brother Bear’ playing on the TV. Matthew sits between them, his head resting on his father’s lap, his legs lying across his mother’s. Nora lays her head on Bo’s shoulder, as he runs his fingers through her hair.

It wasn’t long before they could hear Matthew’s slow rhythmic breathing. Bo glances over at Nora and smiles that mischievous smile, “I’m going to go put this one to bed, and we have some unfinished business.”

Bo walks into her bedroom a few minutes later. He looks around the room, smiling at the sight before him. Candles are lit on the dresser, romantic music plays softly in the background. He closes the door quietly, still looking around the room. He turns when he feels her enter the room.

His breath catches in his throat when he sees her standing there in front of him, her black silk nightgown hugging every curve. She smiles at his quick intake of breath as he stands there staring at her, “You like?”

He walks towards her, quickly closing the gap between them. He takes her hands in his and holds her arms out to the side, the bodice of her nightgown stretching tight across her chest, “Like?...I love,” he sighs.

He drops their intertwined hands between them and slowly walks backwards towards the bed bringing her with him. He turns, now backing her towards the bed. They stop when the back of her legs brush up against the bed. He slowly lowers her unto the bed, his body falling onto hers. Their tongues begin their seductive duel as their hands explore each other’s bodies. They grind against each other, their foreplay beginning.

Soon his mouth leaves hers, traveling across her cheek and down onto her neck. She turns her head to the side, allowing him more access to the spot just below her ear; the spot that always drives her crazy.

Nora’s hands move slowly inside his unbuttoned tuxedo shirt. She runs her hands over his stomach and up his chest, stopping over his heart for a moment, feeling it beat rapidly against her hand. Her hands travel higher, slipping his shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. She drops his shirt onto the floor, before slowly running her fingers up the outside of his arms, barley making contact with his skin.

Her hands slip around his neck, her fingers run through the hair at the base of his neck. His tongue travels over the swell of her breasts, as his hands tease her nipples through the thin silken material of her nightgown. A deep moan escapes as his tongue travels lower, his mouth covering her breast, teasing her through the material that still shields her from him.

Her hands leave his hair, moving down across his chest, stopping at the waistband of his pants. He moans against her breast when she releases the button and slowly slips her hand inside his boxers, slowly beginning to caress him. He breaks contact with her breasts for a moment, slipping his fingers beneath the straps of her nightgown, slowly lowering them down her arms, revealing her beautiful tanned skin.

He lowers his mouth onto her breast sucking and tugging on her nipples, as his hand gives her other breast the same attention. She removes her hand for a moment, slowly lowering his pants over his hips. He kicks free of his pants, sending them off behind him. She slips her hand back inside his boxers, eliciting another moan as she begins to run her hand up and down his hardened shaft, her thumbs running across the tip, driving him crazy.

He breaks contact with her breasts once again, his body still straddling over hers as her hands still bring him pleasure. He looks deep into her passion clouded eyes, never breaking eye contact as he slowly lowers her nightgown over her middle, finally discarding it off the side of the bed, joining the rest of their clothes.

She lays before him, her bronze skin glowing in the candlelight, and he can’t believe that he’s lucky enough to have the privilege of being the man to love her and to be loved by her. He leans in and kisses her deeply, before brushing some hair off her face. He runs his finger over her swollen lips, “You’re so amazing,” he whispers in the night, his voice thick with passion and desire.

He brings his mouth back down onto her flushed skin, his tongue slipping between her breasts as he begins to pleasure her again. She slowly lowers his boxers over his hips, taking him fully in her hand, bringing him closer and closer to the edge of sanity.

She shudders against him as his fingers slip between her moist folds, caressing her sweet center as she continues to pleasure him, his tongue still caressing her breasts. She brings her other hand up, gripping the posts of her headboard as he slowly and methodically brings her to her release. Her body jerks beneath him, as he feels her tighten around his finger, her bittersweet juices coating his finger as she fully reaches her climax.

He brings his mouth down onto hers, parting her lips with his tongue, as he reaches out and intertwines his hand with hers, bringing them down to rest above her head.

He ends their kiss, staring deeply into her eyes once again as he lowers his body down onto hers, slowly entering her. She wraps her long legs around his waist, her free hand cupping him, pulling him deeper within her. Their bodies move in perfect rhythm. Fast and then slowing down, both knowing what each movement meant, what the other needed and wanted.

He parts her lips once again, wanting to be as connected to her as he could when they gave into their release once again. He continues to move within her until he feels her tighten around him once again, sending him to the edge with her.

He reaches around her, pulling her on top of him, their bodies still connected in the most intimate way possible. She lays her head against his chest, their chests still rising and falling rapidly as their hearts still race from their lovemaking. He runs his hands over her back and down her bottom, caressing her soft skin as she lies in his arms.

Hours later they still lie in each other’s arms, her head resting on his chest. He runs his fingers through her hair as she sleeps. He glances over on the nightstand, where one of the cufflinks had landed in their rush to fulfill their desires. He picks it up and holds it between his fingers, a smile spreading across his face. He closes his eyes tight and lets a tear escape down his cheek. They were finally back where they belong…in the arms of their one and only.

THE END!!!!