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    An epistolary affair

     

    Eventually, exhausted but delighted, we found a small and charming restaurant at the heart of the “Place du Marche Sainte-Catherine” and settled at a terrace for a pleasant dinner.

     

    Then I took you through the streets again and showed you the place I was going to buy to open my future gallery. A perfect two-storey shop nestled under the arcades of the Place des Vosges. You smiled, and the sparkle in your eyes showed me your admiration and your pride. A pride that I had longed to see in my father’s eyes for so long… But as I watched your reaction that evening, I realized that no expectation from the past would ever compare to the absolute happiness I felt in that moment.

     

    You walked up to the shop window, and as your finger traced along an invisible sign, you whispered in awe,

     

    “The Bette Porter Gallery”

     

    Then you turned to me with a radiant smile… And I knew that my dream had come true.

     

    I stepped closer to you, and just when I was going to speak, we heard the first notes of a violin coming from further down the arcade where musicians often settled to play.

     

    I looked into your eyes, and with a soft smile I offered you my hand.

     

    “Dance with me…”

     

    You didn’t reply… Instead, you took my hand and stepped into my arms. You slid your other hand around my waist and let your head rest on my shoulder, with your face buried into the crook of my neck. I held you close and caressed your hair with my cheek as I brought our joined hands against my shoulder. Then I closed my eyes and we started swaying in tune with the violin piece.

     

    I could have stayed this way, swaying with you, for the rest of my life. I had never felt so at peace before. It felt so right. And you felt so good… We were fitting perfectly and the sensation that the brushing of our bodies was provoking was exhilarating. It was very sensual, but not in a lustful way. The moment was all about tenderness and enjoying each other’s presence. The world soon faded away, and during some few heavenly minutes, it was just the two of us…

    Comments

    1. Madam, for your Bette, my Tina will climb the highest mountain, swim the deepest ocean and cross the warmer deserts! For you have depicted the most tender, loving and incredibly romantic character there is. Can I really confess to being jealous of a fictitious character! Well you what I will…..I confess I am jealous of Tina! There is about a million places in your letter where my heart has jumped and until the very last line my heart was pounding as hard as the hearts of these two, were! This is how outstanding this piece was! You are unbelievably talented and I thank you too for agreeing to co-write with me! xxxx

    2. That was incredibly awesome. And that was before I even reached the love scene. I love the role play in the garden you can only be that silly with the people you love easily able to let your guard down without no hesitation. Wow I don’t know how I’m going to go on until the next post. You both are doing a wonderful job. Can I just say Kword this is the best chapter you have written and that’s why it was probably the hardest.

    3. Absolutely magnificient!!!! Both of you continue to amaze me with your writing and this letter just took my breath away with its love, the playfulness in the garden completely and totally laced with love, gallantry and the wondrous romance of a time period gone by. Can’t you just see Bette in one of the uniforms of the Musketeer emblazoned with the crest of the House of D’Artagnan, with the sword of her father and his hat doused while in a low bow to her Queen, her Royal Highness Christina. Beautiful chapter. Can hardly wait for more because you continue to outdo the last letter. This story must somehow be made into a book for all to enjoy. It would be a number one best seller. Truly beautiful love story. Thanks for posting.

    4. Thud!…. *_* Kword… Even though I got bump in the head after hit the floor because of reading this, I would be still happily smile afterward! … :-D This one is simply blow me away! Those cute silliness of the role play and the love declaration inside the private garden… And the playfulness of Tina which is so endearing yet so romantic when left Bette the sketch-which maybe will become the first art in display inside the Bette Porter gallery? ;-)… OMG.. I would read this again later during the day, and looks like I would never get tired to re-read this letter! I guess Tina “herself” would treasure it more ;-) and about the tips of the places in Paris… Thanks! It’s inspirational! We’ll have one route under the title of this story – “epistolary route” … Let’s just hope that nobody is being arrested for breaking the rule by jumping over to closed area :-p lol … This story is getting better and better … And again, you two fabulous writers are really amazing!! :-) you two made me wondering: is romantic part of your genes or what…?? ;-) Looking forward to the next letter… :-)

    5. God, Kword. That was probably one of the most romantic letters ever written. It had everything from being funny, to sexy, to sweet, to flirty, to just so heartfelt. I’m in love with your Bette…fanfic or not!

    6. Hi Kword, That was so beautiful and majestic. There was love bound up with every word, sentence and scene. It is true romance; heartfelt and wonderfully realized. More please and many thanks from Your Loyal Fan.

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