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Subject: {ASSM} The Commitment (early years) (repost ch. 9 M/f,bond,rom)
Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2001 06:10:03 -0400
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The Commitment

By Dingo_Dave  <dingo_dave@email.com>



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 Chapter 9  Commitment

As Sally was getting ready to leave on Friday afternoon, the phone
rang. She started to reach for it and then stopped. "Oh well," she
thought. "Paul's not around, I might as well stay late."

"Agent quote services," she answered.

"Sally, I didn't think you would be there."

Sally's heart jumped. It was Paul, though he sounded disappointed that
she had answered.

"Paul, where are you? I miss you so much."

"Well that's good to hear. I'm on my way to my house from the airport.
We got done early and I changed fights. Want to come over?"

"Sure, I'll be there as soon as I can."

"See you there," Paul said as he hung up.

As Sally was driving to Paul's, she tried to figure out why Paul had
sounded disappointed but had asked her to come over anyway. It did not
make sense to Sally. Then it hit her. She wouldn't have been at the
office if she had kept Paul's appointment at the jewelers. He had no
way to know that she had gone there two days earlier. That's it!

Sally briefly thought about hiding the bracelet, but the day had been
warm and she was wearing short sleeves. The bracelet was very obvious
on her wrist. She was looking at it so hard that she almost missed her
exit.

She walked into the house and ran to Paul, throwing her arms around
his neck and giving him a big kiss. Their tongues tried to tie
themselves together. When they finally released, they were both out of
breath.

"Wow! Maybe I should be gone more often if that's the greeting I get,"
Paul said, as their faces parted but not their bodies.

"It is so good to have you back," Sally said, squeezing him in a bear
hug.

"Why don't you see what you can whip up from the freezer while I
unpack."

"Okay."

Paul quickly turned and headed upstairs, and Sally went into the
kitchen. She was working on a salad at the sink, singing, when Paul
returned. Paul stopped at the door and just watched her from the
doorway. Her back was to him and she had not heard him come in. No
matter how often he saw her, he could never get enough of the sight of
her body. The way her hair moved as she tossed her head from side to
side, just grazing her shoulders. Her waist, the shape of her legs,
the... what was that glint of gold? It was on her right wrist. Paul
crossed the kitchen and grabbed her arm, staring.

"Like it? It's yours, you know," Sally said, beaming.

"When you answered the phone, I thought that was my answer."

"No. I couldn't wait, so I went Wednesday and had it put on. That was
why you sounded so disappointed."

Paul took her by the hand and brought her into the living room. He sat
her down in a chair and crossed the room. He opened a drawer and took
something out. Sally was confused. He hadn't said a word to her, and
when he returned, he knelt down in front of her.

"You don't know how happy you have made me. This goes with the
bracelet."

He handed her a small velvet box, which she slowly opened. Inside was
a diamond engagement ring.

"I want the other side of our relationship to be as permanent as your
gift of your body. Will you marry me?"

"Yes!" Sally answered as she choked back the tears, and she jumped
down to him.

After many wet moments together, they finally pulled themselves apart.
Paul held her right hand and ran his finger over the smooth surface of
the bracelet.

"You know you shouldn't have scared me like that," Paul said. "After
we finish supper, I am going to have to take you downstairs and punish
you for that."

"To hell with supper, lets go now," Sally challenged.

"You are too eager."

But, as they got up, Paul grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder,
then headed for the basement door.

Supper would wait.

 The End

 For now.

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