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dreamlikenewyork2016-05-10 03:25 am
independenceday) wrote in dreamlikenewyork2016-05-10 03:25 am
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@muserevival||120.1 LYRICS
"Will you come with me in the certain knowledge
That the catch is there's no catch at all?
I'll need a soulmate to hold me and a friend for life
And I'm hoping it might be you
Yes, I'm certain it must be you."
• A Friend for Life, Rod Stewart
As she stirred slightly in the bed, Kelly was suddenly aware that there was an arm draped gently around her waist. Her first response was to actually brace herself so that she wouldn’t jump or scream. This wasn’t a sensation she was used to… at least, it hadn’t been in over a year now. Even then, this felt different. The arm was loose and gentle, where her ex’s had always been heavy and possessive in a way that frightened her. This wasn’t her bed, either. All of this was somewhat starting to come together in her head. Kelly was a mother first… she wasn’t a heavy sleeper, and when she woke up, she woke up quickly. Shifting in the bed, she came to face Sam, who was still sleeping peacefully. His breathing was heavy, but steady, and she found herself tucking her head in against his chest and closing her eyes again.
They were both still fully clothed, both in sweatpants and t-shirts from Sam’s dresser, which fit Kelly way too big, and if not for the drawstring, the pants wouldn’t have stayed on. So it was true what they said at least… Sam Campbell was a true gentleman. A true gentleman who still smelled fantastic this morning, as she noticed. He was warm, and part of her truly didn’t want to leave this spot. There was the fact that the boys were at her mom’s, and she’d need to get back to Leonia soon to relieve her, but there was also the fact that her mom had promised to look after them, and told her to take all the time she needed. It was Mothers’ Day, but sometimes that meant that moms deserved a day to relax, too. Not that she would, at all, miss the whole day with the boys, but just the same… there was no hurry. And she wasn’t in any hurry herself to extricate herself from Sam’s gentle embrace.
There were stories like this one that started out with something like, ‘It all happened so fast,’ but that wasn’t the case here at all. In fact, it had happened slowly, as anything like this would have to for a victim of domestic violence. It had begun innocently, with meeting in the café, and honestly, there was a good chance that it would’ve stopped there if not for the fact that he was known by so many people that she both knew and trusted. It had given her peace to know that he was someone that all of them knew and spoke very highly of. He’d proven to be the perfect gentleman, treating her for drinks before the show, taking her to the show, then to the party afterward. When that was all said and done, it had been too late for her to feel safe heading back on the train, and though Sam offered to give her a lift, it was probably too late for anyone to be out driving, either. So he’d made the offer of sleeping on his couch so that she could have his bed for the night, and he’d drop her off at her car the next morning.
Of course, after an outstanding night like the one they’d had, they were both a little too wired to just go straight to sleep, so they’d settled in for a movie, and as they got settled in, Kelly found herself drawn closer to Sam, eventually resting against his side with his arm gently around her shoulders. It was remarkable how easy and comfortable it felt… very little felt this way outside of the contact she shared with her brother, sister, parents, and sons, and the very few people she’d chosen to surround herself with over the time since leaving her ex. Sam was gentle, though. It was more than just a behavior. It was an aura about him… an air of gentleness. And maybe that was why, as he’d begun to gather pillows and a blanket for the sofa after the movie had ended, Kelly had taken his hand and met his gaze. She’d made it clear that she wasn’t going for sex on the first date, or anything of that nature, but she’d been enjoying cuddling with him, and thought it may actually be nice to fall asleep in the same bed with someone who wasn’t a little boy who’d had a bad dream.
Sam had been perfect, not wanting to push, and only agreeing when she assured him that she was sure. And she had, for the first time in longer than she could remember, fallen asleep peacefully in the arms of a man… a kind one, whose company she enjoyed, and who treated her with gentleness and respect.
And after the initial shock of waking up with someone else, the peaceful feeling returned. She couldn’t say why, and she didn’t want to rush things like she had in the past… and had paid for so dearly. But Sam Campbell was something special indeed, and she didn't want to run away from him.
That the catch is there's no catch at all?
I'll need a soulmate to hold me and a friend for life
And I'm hoping it might be you
Yes, I'm certain it must be you."
• A Friend for Life, Rod Stewart
As she stirred slightly in the bed, Kelly was suddenly aware that there was an arm draped gently around her waist. Her first response was to actually brace herself so that she wouldn’t jump or scream. This wasn’t a sensation she was used to… at least, it hadn’t been in over a year now. Even then, this felt different. The arm was loose and gentle, where her ex’s had always been heavy and possessive in a way that frightened her. This wasn’t her bed, either. All of this was somewhat starting to come together in her head. Kelly was a mother first… she wasn’t a heavy sleeper, and when she woke up, she woke up quickly. Shifting in the bed, she came to face Sam, who was still sleeping peacefully. His breathing was heavy, but steady, and she found herself tucking her head in against his chest and closing her eyes again.
They were both still fully clothed, both in sweatpants and t-shirts from Sam’s dresser, which fit Kelly way too big, and if not for the drawstring, the pants wouldn’t have stayed on. So it was true what they said at least… Sam Campbell was a true gentleman. A true gentleman who still smelled fantastic this morning, as she noticed. He was warm, and part of her truly didn’t want to leave this spot. There was the fact that the boys were at her mom’s, and she’d need to get back to Leonia soon to relieve her, but there was also the fact that her mom had promised to look after them, and told her to take all the time she needed. It was Mothers’ Day, but sometimes that meant that moms deserved a day to relax, too. Not that she would, at all, miss the whole day with the boys, but just the same… there was no hurry. And she wasn’t in any hurry herself to extricate herself from Sam’s gentle embrace.
There were stories like this one that started out with something like, ‘It all happened so fast,’ but that wasn’t the case here at all. In fact, it had happened slowly, as anything like this would have to for a victim of domestic violence. It had begun innocently, with meeting in the café, and honestly, there was a good chance that it would’ve stopped there if not for the fact that he was known by so many people that she both knew and trusted. It had given her peace to know that he was someone that all of them knew and spoke very highly of. He’d proven to be the perfect gentleman, treating her for drinks before the show, taking her to the show, then to the party afterward. When that was all said and done, it had been too late for her to feel safe heading back on the train, and though Sam offered to give her a lift, it was probably too late for anyone to be out driving, either. So he’d made the offer of sleeping on his couch so that she could have his bed for the night, and he’d drop her off at her car the next morning.
Of course, after an outstanding night like the one they’d had, they were both a little too wired to just go straight to sleep, so they’d settled in for a movie, and as they got settled in, Kelly found herself drawn closer to Sam, eventually resting against his side with his arm gently around her shoulders. It was remarkable how easy and comfortable it felt… very little felt this way outside of the contact she shared with her brother, sister, parents, and sons, and the very few people she’d chosen to surround herself with over the time since leaving her ex. Sam was gentle, though. It was more than just a behavior. It was an aura about him… an air of gentleness. And maybe that was why, as he’d begun to gather pillows and a blanket for the sofa after the movie had ended, Kelly had taken his hand and met his gaze. She’d made it clear that she wasn’t going for sex on the first date, or anything of that nature, but she’d been enjoying cuddling with him, and thought it may actually be nice to fall asleep in the same bed with someone who wasn’t a little boy who’d had a bad dream.
Sam had been perfect, not wanting to push, and only agreeing when she assured him that she was sure. And she had, for the first time in longer than she could remember, fallen asleep peacefully in the arms of a man… a kind one, whose company she enjoyed, and who treated her with gentleness and respect.
And after the initial shock of waking up with someone else, the peaceful feeling returned. She couldn’t say why, and she didn’t want to rush things like she had in the past… and had paid for so dearly. But Sam Campbell was something special indeed, and she didn't want to run away from him.