But its not what he does that makes him a good
lover, its how he does it and how it makes me feel. There are times
when he kisses me so softly and loving I can feel his love through
that kiss through that simple act. The way when a kiss ends he
looks into my eyes while he caresses my cheek with his fingers ever
so slightly. Then there are times when we share deep, passionate
kisses and it’s like our love for each other, our passion and
need just bubbles to the top. And it’s…” Xena
said then shook her head, “I don’t know how to quite
explain it but it’s like we’re craving for each other
there’s this desperate need but we’re taking our time.
It’s almost like our souls are feeding off of each other and
we’re falling deeper in love, at times like those we can go
for hours.” Xena said and Marguerite sat there and listened
to every word and she could see that Xena was deeply in love with
her son.

 

 

An hour later they were still sitting there
talking, “is he romantic?” Marguerite asked really
interested and intrigued to know about this part of her son, the
part of himself that he kept secret. “Yes he is,” Xena
said with a smile on her face, “its nothing fancy but
it’s the little things that he does. There was this one time
where the Inn was packed and I was on my feet non stop all day
until we closed. My feet were killing me and I was dead tired,
Ulysses came to my room and rubbed my feet while he sung to
me.” Xena said and Marguerite’s eyes opened wide in
surprise, “he can sing?” She asked and Xena grinned as
she nodded, “quite well actually. Anyway after that he was
about to leave but I asked him to stay because in a way I needed
him and that night he held me in his arms and we’ve never
slept apart ever since. There was also another time when it was a
raining day and we slept in, in fact this was the day right
after.

 

 

He brought me breakfast in bed, fed some of it to
me by hand and I did the same. After that we lounged around and
talked, he read me a story,” Xena said and Marguerite looked
at the smile on Xena’s face and her eyes which were filled
with love for her son. “He is very romantic and loving and I
just love him,” Xena said and Marguerite smiled as she
nodded, “so I see,” she said and Xena grinned as she
blushed a little. “I think its time that we headed
back,” Xena said as she looked up at the sky and Marguerite
nodded and grinned at Xena who helped her up. “I had a great
time,” Marguerite said and Xena grinned at her. “So did
I,” Xena said and after she put the blanket up they headed
back to the Inn. “So did Julian do some of those things when
you guys first got together?”