When you are here

“I guess it really has been a long time, huh?” Stuart whispered quietly, looked at the floor with an expressionless face. “So where’s Mildred?”

Rachel broke the silence that followed Stuart’s question, “Dead, the plague took her last year. I used all our saved money just for a proper burial!”

“Rachel…” He looked into her eyes sadly, “Why didn’t you come to me?”

“What do you mean, come to you? You’re always busy with your research! Why would I go to you when you never come to see us unless you need something?” She sobbed angrily and stormed off to her room.

He walked up to the door and listened to her painful weeping. He couldn’t stand her crying, let alone locked outside the room were he couldn’t even hold her in his arms. “Rachel please let me in”

“No” She said it simply and he could here the bedsprings creak as she rose from the bed. “Why would I let a heartless creature like you into my home?”

“Rachel, I’m sorry” He stuttered in a whiney voice. He leaned against her door and sniffed.

“Sorry isn’t good enough Stuart, come back when you’ve found something better. Actually don’t come back at all! You should be pretty good at that by now!” She angry walked over to her window and watched the sky as the rain started to come down, lightly at first, and then gray clouds began to consume the sky. She whimpered.

Stuart sat on the floor, with his back against her door. She heard every step she took, and figured she was probably against the window, this is my chance, He stood up and clapped his hand silently and pressed them on the door lock, the lock clicked and he slowly entered the room, he turned and locked the door again.

Rachel heard the door click, and whipped around, glaring angrily at Stuart. He walked closer, and she stood her ground, afraid to give into him. Those gold eyes…

 Stuart stepped closer, noticing her sudden mood change. He wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but she diffidently was looking at him. He reached out his hand and Rachel’s hand eagerly placed itself in his. Stuart pulled her to him and held her in his arms, as the thunder clapped outside, causing Rachel to flinch in fear. He recalled Rachel’s fear of storms and held her closer and whispered “Don’t worry I won’t let anything happen to you”.

Stuart pulled Rachel over to her bed and laid her down gently, he began to walk towards the door.

“Stuart, don’t leave me” She murmured.

“I’m not leaving, I’m just going to the guest bedroom”

“No stay here, don’t leave me tonight.” She opened her eyes, and he stood there as if in a trance.

He smiled weakly “Okay Rachel, just for tonight” He stripped down to his boxers and climbed under the covers with her.

She turned around and pulled closer. She reached her hand out and brushed his stomach gently with her fingers.

“Rachel…” He whispered.

“I’m sorry, its just now you look so strong.” She said admiring his finely toned abs.

Stuart chuckled, “Lets get some sleep Rachel”

Rachel sighed and turned around putting her back next to his stomach, “You are so warm, don’t leave me”.

“I won’t don’t worry” He wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes.

She kissed him in the most sweet of ways. She knew his research would come always first, but she was the home he retourned to every time. He kissed her back until the heat evolved the two of them and their hands couldn’t be kept to themselves.

She kissed his shoulder while he caressed her hair and landed loving kisses on her forehead. He topped her and fondled her breast as she ran her hands on his back, feeling his toned muscles and feeling a wet tenderness between her legs.

He pulled up and saw directly in her eyes, looking for permission, he saw a lustful approval there. He kissed all the way down to her navel as she caressed his back, his neck, his head. When he finally reached between her legs she was so wet he could smell it. He kissed her there and smiled at the whimper she left out. Soon enough she was shibering under him, asking for completion, pulling him up to fulfill the act.

They stared into each other eyes when he finally penetrated her. The felling was so sweet and the intimacy so strong that they felt like all the quarrels of the days where useless. All that matered, all that would ever matter would be them joined like this, loving each other when the circunstances allowed for it. The felt asleep happy and restless, hugging each other like true lovers do.

Rachel woke up in the most comfortable way in quite a while. Stuart’s face was buried in her neck and he had her tightly around the waist, and very close to her breasts as she noted. She grabbed Stuart’s hands and gently pulled them off her. He groaned softly as she moved away, “Rachel don’t go…” She looked at him a smiled, “That’s not the Stuart I know” and when there no reply she figured he was still asleep.

Stuart awoke to the smell of rice. He looked around remembering the night before, he sighed, at least he got some decent sleep. “Rachel, you wouldn’t happen to be making me some delicious rice breakfast eh?”

“Well, I guess your going to have to eat rice anyways since that’s all I have” She yelled from the kitchen.

Lazily, he got out of Rachel’s bed and walked into the kitchen where Rachel was busy trying not to burn their breakfast.

“Stuart will you please get out the milk”

“Uh- sure Rachel” He walked over to the fridge and peered inside, seeing the milk he put it into the vegetable drawer and closed the fridge. “There’s no milk in the fridge.”

“Stuart!” She turned around with her hands on her hips. “I know for a fact there is milk in the fridge! Now get it out!“

Stuart leapt for the hallway; Rachel reached for her wrench and threw it expertly.

“Um, Ed are you okay?” Stuart peered around the room; it was Rachel’s room. He could see Rachel leaning over him curiously.

“Rachel I’m going to kill you!” He jumped up as she ran out the door. She ran down the hall and out the door laughing. He followed as fast as his numb leg would allow him.

Rachel was in the big maple tree peering down at him as he looked around outside for her. She giggled to herself as he walked around nervously, waiting for her to pounce out at him.

Where the hell did she go? HE turned the house corner as he heard a giggle from somewhere by the porch. He jogged back to the porch. “Rachel you can come out now! I won’t hurt you, I didn’t mean it seriously!”

Up in the tree Rachel was on the brink of laughing hysterically. That was why she didn’t here the branch snap.

Stuart heard a sharp crack and turned around to find Rachel on the ground laughing hysterically. “Umm…Rachel?”

“Ed…funny…scared…” Rachel said in between giggles.

“Are you okay? I mean did you fall on your head?”

Now Rachel was down to more silent giggles “I’m fine, thanks for your concern”

Stuart stood outside for a second and then heard a scream.

“Oh my god! Stuart!” Rachel screamed, and Stuart ran into the house to see the stove on fire

“Uh-oh”

Rachel ran to grab a pail and fill it with the outside faucet, Ed ran to the fridge, grabbed the milk, and tossed it on the fire, which sizzled and was down the a small flame. He chucked the milk cartoon outside, and then realized the faucet was right outside the kitchen window.

“Stuart you’re buying me more milk!” Rachel yelled as he ran into the kitchen and tossed the pail on the stove.

“Stuart thanks for fixing my stove” Rachel said as they sat on the porch, watching the sunset.

“Your welcome, it was no problem”

“Stuart”

“Yeah”

“Did you feel anything last night?”

“Why?”

“Because when I woke up you had your hands on my breasts”

“Oh” He blushed, Yes “No”

“What are you? You heartless wanna be player!”

“Rachel! I don’t know”

“Well you better figure out, soon.” She sighed

“Rachel, how do you feel?”

She looked away “Fuzzy and warm inside” She looked back at him, directly into his eyes “I thought I felt a connection in my bed last night, not just that, I felt safe, and most importantly, the softer side of you, Stuart.”

“Rachel…”

“I guess you don’t feel anything at all, I forgot about that.” She stood up and started walking to the front door.

“Rachel”

She stuck up her nose. “What do you want?”

“I love you” He stuttered