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Her breath hitched as she was caught up in new sensations and the feel and taste of his tongue.
Her hands moved up his shoulders and around to the back of his neck, holding on to him as his kiss threatened to sweep her away into overwhelming sensations, much like the ocean would have swept her away had she waded deep enough.
She waded deeper into their kiss.
It was a kiss as deep and sweeping as the sea, as soft and loving as the breeze, and as steady as the rocks along the shore. More memorable than anything either of them had done before.
For it was a soulmate’s kiss, and down deep in their souls, they knew this was a true love’s kiss.
Chapter 6
The next day,when Brian picked up Cecelia to take her to the hospital, he realized she had a glow she hadn’t carried before.
It was a glow of deep happiness, and he was pretty sure he knew what had put it there.
“Did you sleep well?” he asked, hoping for a positive answer, and he was pleased when she smiled.
“Yes, I slept all night and didn’t have one nightmare. I had a very nice dream instead.”
“You did?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Going to tell me about it?”
“No, not this time,” she said, with a blush and a smile.
Oh ho, one of those kinds of dreams, he thought, and smiled to himself.I can just imagine.“That’s okay. You don’t need to tell me. I’m glad you had a good one and hope that continues.”
“Me, too,” she said.
They picked up breakfast at a drive through, then drove on to the hospital, as he needed to drop her there and then go to his appointment.
He rode up the elevator to Sam’s hospital room with her, saw that she was settled in a chair to visit, and then after telling them both goodbye, he hurried to his truck.
The sooner he took care of all his business, the sooner he could get back to his new girlfriend. He couldn’t wait to spend more time with her and was going to ask her where she would like to go for dinner tonight.
* * *
While Cecelia was visiting Sam,and Brian had gone back to the base for his appointment, the fire alarm went off in the hallway outside Sam’s hospital room.
Cecelia jumped. “What’s that?” she said. “Is there a fire? What’s going on?”
“The fire alarms are going off,” Sam said. “I can see one flashing. But I don’t see any smoke or fire. I’ll call the nurse.”
Someone entered the room and a man’s voice said, “No, don’t call. Everyone will be calling the nurses’ station. They’re busy. The nurses can’t be everywhere.”
His hand closed over Cecelia’s arm. “Come with me,” he said in a calm voice.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice rising in fear.
“I’m a doctor,” he said.
“It’s okay,” Sam said. “He’s a doctor. Go with him.”
“What about you?” Cecelia asked, looking toward Sam. She put her hand on the doctor’s arm. “We need to get her out of here!”
The man put pressure on her arm, urging her away, toward the door. “The orderly is coming with a gurney to get your friend, and he’ll take her out. Come with me. We have to take the stairs, and I’ll help you down them.”
