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[loki-cees-all]

Fiji {James Conrad x Female Reader Drabble}

Cee's James Conrad Fic Masterlist / AO3 Link

Pairing : James Conrad x Female Reader

Summary : A much-needed vacation for you and Conrad leads to nothing but lots of skin, sunshine, and the bluest blue you’ve ever seen.

W/c : 1.5k words

Content / Warnings : Established relationship, skinny-dipping, hurt/comfort (focus on the comfort for a change), some lingering angst, and just a touch of smut.

18+ Only - Minors DNI

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Daylight had only broken two hours prior, but you were already in the ocean. 

The bright cerulean sky overhead blended seamlessly with the crystal blue water below. At your shoulders, gentle and warm waves lapped at your skin, and in the distance, the calls of the local parrot finches provided the perfect soundscape for the island. Deep below the water’s surface, docile sand soothed the aching muscles of your feet, and if you submerged yourself completely in the water, you’d be able to see for almost a mile along the ocean floor. 

That is, if you were interested in thinking about anything besides the gorgeous man wrapped around you. 

Conrad had grumbled when you’d woken him up so early, just barely four hours after setting up camp and passing out on the vacant beach together. The face he’d made while trying desperately, and failing, to pull you back into the sleeping bag was infuriatingly adorable. But once his eyes had opened enough to see you happily stripping for a naked morning swim, his attitude had changed almost instantly. 

“Is this what you had in mind when you demanded a midnight boat ride to Tivoa Island?” Conrad had grinned as he peeled off his t-shirt and began working on his jeans. His hungry eyes were glued to your frame as you pulled your tank top overhead and then shimmied your shorts down your hips; his fingers, not quite as awake as his eyes were at that point, had fumbled with the buttons, struggling to free himself fast enough and catch up with you. 

You had laughed in response, walking backwards towards the water, taunting him with your nude form and an innocent smile on your lips. “I didn’t demand anything, darling. I politely requested that you find someone to give us a lift, that’s all.” 

The water was up to your knees by the time Conrad managed to catch up with you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and lifting you up into a backwards bearhug. And you had squealed with delight as he buried his nose in your neck and began to move you both deeper into the healing waters.

“If I had known that this little excursion was going to include skinny-dipping, I would have found us a ride a lot sooner than midnight, my dear…” he had murmured against your skin, breathing in your scent and running his hands along your hips once you lowered you back to your feet. 

Conrad’s touch was heavenly - his skin was so soft and soothingly warm, his every muscle so steady and strong against your back. At that moment, you were happier than you’d ever been. 

You’d already spent ten whole days and nine entire nights with him - every minute was kept all to yourselves, and there were absolutely no interruptions. But still, neither of you could keep your eyes and hands off each other the entire time. This was by far the longest you’d spent together since that very first meeting back in Saigon, and the entire trip had been nothing short of perfection - exploring new places and cultures along the islands of Fiji by day, and making considerable amounts of love by night. Everything the soul needed to set itself right again. 

Conrad hadn’t been sold on the idea of a vacation when you first broached the subject; he was a working man by birth, a desperate martyr looking for some way to be of use, and never one to turn down a job that needed doing. Whether any particular job actually needed doing was always up for debate, in your opinion, and after the tragedy on Skull Island, you were prepared to become relentless in your insistence that he needed to rest. 

But much to your surprise, he had immediately given in. He acquiesced, without any further struggle or argument, and took you up in your offer to travel for pleasure instead of pain. Because something horrible on that island had finally broken him, and it killed you to see it. 

Initially, he hadn’t wanted to discuss it at all…much in the same way he never wanted to talk about the war. You didn’t want to pry or to push in respect for his privacy, but you knew whatever still haunted him was deep and painful haunting. Even months later, he still had nightmares, and he’d wake up with a start, bolting upright and shouting orders at the long lost ghosts of Skull Island. 

And all you could do was hold Conrad tight, hoping that somewhere along the way, between the sun and the moon and the water, he’d finally be able to unburden himself. 

It was the third night in Lautoka, while basking in the afterglow of the second round of lovemaking that evening, when he finally opened up about the horrors of that place. Conrad wasn’t usually one for being upfront about his feelings, especially the negative ones, but he actually admitted to being absolutely terrified, for what was probably only the fourth or fifth time in his entire life. 

But he wasn’t necessarily scared of the monsters, or of the people - no, he had been frightened of never seeing you again. Of never getting to hold you, or make love to you again - and that fear was something he just couldn’t continue living with. With you, there was just too much for him to lose. And if there was one thing trackers hated the most, it was being unable to regain something precious. 

So now here you both were, standing back to chest in the Pacific Ocean, bathing in the sunlight and letting the waves purge away the aches and pains buried deep within both of your souls. Conrad was feeling so much better; he was smiling and laughing again, he was appreciating the little things, he was looking forward to the future. He was alive, and thus, so were you. 

Because you were loved here, cradled in Conrad’s arms and floating amongst the waves of his heart. And he was safe here, protected by you and the sunshine and the gentle breeze, from every dark shadow and every monster that still lingered in his painful memories. The gentle breeze blew away the ashes of the past, and the graceful waves paved the way for a quiet, simple life. 

Nothing could hurt either of you here, and absolutely everything could heal you. 

Conrad squeezed your hips again as he pressed lazy kisses along your neck and shoulder, and you were suddenly reminded of the time constraints against you both. The boat would be heading back to Lautoka at exactly noon, and the docks were just under a half hour’s walk from the beach. As much as you’d love to spend another week on this remote and exquisite beach, the rest of your belongings and food were still tucked away in your room at the Seabreeze Hotel…

“We should probably get a move on, if we don’t want to miss the boat back…” you murmured reluctantly, even as your heart raced while his lips moved up to your ear. Conrad let out an enticing and teasing hum as he nibbled on your earlobe, and a shiver of excitement ran down your spine as he pressed himself harder against your backside. 

“Yes, and we should probably have a snack before we go…” Conrad’s fingertips dipped between your thighs, grazing you softly with the most delicate of touches and leaving your brain short-circuiting in bewilderment. 

“I think there’s, uh…crackers…in my bag…” you breathed heavily, feeling lost in his touch again. Conrad’s fingers matched the gentle ocean waves as they pushed and withdrew, gathering up any leftover anguish and leaving nothing except euphoria in their wake. 

He continued that motion for a few more moments, winding you up for another beautiful release. Your head fell back against his shoulder and your lips parted with heavy breaths as your hips rolled with his fingers. Just as you were about to come, your fingernails dug into his forearms and you moaned his name in just the way he liked. 

But shockingly, right when you were on the edge of an incredible orgasm, Conrad completely withdrew his fingers and scooped you up bridal style instead. You gasped in surprise and your brow furrowed with irritation at the sudden reversal he'd pulled on you. But as you hooked an arm around his shoulder and looked up into his glittering blue eyes, at those irises shining brighter than the ocean and the sun combined, your heart outright stopped in your chest, like you were seeing him for the very first time again.

Conrad’s skin had grown so very tan from the sun, and so very soft from all the salt in the atmosphere. As his skin had grown tanner, new and more impressive freckles had popped up along his high cheekbones and broad shoulders. His beautiful eyes sparkled in the bright light reflecting off the water - the bluest blue you’d ever seen - and you could have sworn he’d acquired several new laugh-lines since this much-needed vacation had begun. 

He was healing. He was whole again, and the ocean had done that for you both. The ocean forces you to let go of everything holding you down, so you could focus on clinging to what was actually important. Nothing else on this planet could ever compare to the ocean’s power. 

Conrad just laughed as he carried you back to shore. “Oh, let me assure you, darling…It’s not food I’m hungry for.” 

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[anukulee]

Your Protector (James Conrad Letter)

Dedicated to @lokisgoodgirl

Dear Friend,

I am not one for letters, for I saw no need for them in my past occupation. Yet when I heard it was your birthday I thought it was only fit enough to write you a letter, one that I hope expresses my current wishes of mine to you.

Upon meeting you I was unsure what to think, for the island has left me to mistrust, far more than even the war. And while I can't disclose details of said mission, you can grasp a concept of what that means. Yet meeting you was such a change, you are a star, for never have I met such a woman such as you. For you are a woman who knows what she wants, and shall do anything to get it. Your eyes shine as bright as the day sky, and your friendship is the highest value to me. If you weren't married, I would gladly take you to be mine. Had it not been for your husband confusing for some actor you call Tom Hiddleston, we might've never met. Such a sad thought, as I would not know your friendship, as you stay up and talk me through my thoughts. Listening to me even if I can't give you the full story, your husband being just as grand as you. I truly thank you for the wonderful friendship, and I am sorry that I couldn't be more word-filled. I hope this is enough.

Signed Your Dearest Friend,

James Conrad

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN! 🌞⛱️🤿

Guys! Let's do this! It's been way too long! Send in some prompts if you like! It's time to geek out! Besides, summer is coming up! So if you've got any hot ideas for that, shoot them my way as well!

You can send in prompts for the following characters this time:

Loki (Thor/The Avengers)

Adam (Only Lovers Left Alive)

Captain James Conrad (Kong: Skull Island)

Jonathan Pine (The Night Manager)

Thomas Sharpe (Crimson Peak)

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things)

Captain Jack Sparrow (Pirates of the Caribbean)

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[crimsyn1981]

I just need to lose control of myself. Like can't think, can't breathe, can't walk, can't process type of losing control.

[hazelsmirrorball]

MASTERLIST

I decided to update my master list for all the new people. Thank you so much for all the support throughout the years. I appreciate and love you guys so much. Have a Wonderfull day.

 

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F1 |

Oscar Piastri

F1 elementary

Bed Chem

Lacy

Too Sweet

Roses

Mr. and Ms. Piastri

Drivers License

And they were roommates

Charles Leclerc

Summerween

My boy only breaks his favorite toys

It's not my fault you're like in love with me or something

Back to December

Bad idea right?

Paper Rings

    ☆☆☆☆☆

Bottoms |

Hazel Callahan :

Santa's Little Helper

Rockstar girlfriend part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. part 5. part 6.

We aren't partners

Friendsgiving

The Bodyguard

Christmas in November

The day after Halloween

My girlfriend is a werewolf part 1. part 2.

Bottoms the podcast

Teacher Things

Undercover Spiderwoman part 1. part 2.

      ☆☆☆☆☆

DC |

Blue Beetle :

Spiderman's Biggest Fan part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. part 5.

Jason Todd:

Bad idea right?

The exit

Valentines Number one hater

The better brother

The Red Container part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4.

Dick Grayson:

Vampire

The exit

The Cupid Trap

Villanious Love part 1. part 2.

The Better Brother

Bat-family:

The Bat-family

The better Robin, the better lover.

      ☆☆☆☆☆

Marauders Era |

James Potter :

Mystery of Love

Lover, James Potter Version

Regulus Black:

Rumors of love

Valentine

Astronomy

Marauders

Battle of the Valentines

Galentines Day

Heather (wolfstar)

Santas Little Helper

Hogwarts Elementary

Friendsgiving

The Marauders

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Slytherin Boys |

Lorenzo Berkshire :

Roses

Theodore Nott:

The Anonymous Red Velvet Cupcakes

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Extras |

JJ Maybank

Holidate

Conrad Fisher

Midnight grapes

Timothee Chalamet

Late Night Talking

[autumnscribbles]

masterlist

hello friends i'm finally making a masterlist!! i left out old imagines that i don't really write for those people anymore but yeah!!

requests always open!!

Love y'all!

Brad Simpson

secret's out

believe me

LA nights

after the show

rooftop

cheap wine

missing you

don't touch her

confessions

betrayal

friends

Colby Brock

lost

begin again

Conrad Fisher

secret

[lulubelle814]

Regards, Loki

Masterlist

Louisa has a hard time making ends meet until one night, her best friend convinces her to sign up on a sugar daddy website, but she only agrees to sign up for correspondence, not sex. Cora only made her promise to keep it up for a week, and she didn’t want to let her best friend down. Once the week was over, Louisa would delete her profile. It's just when she's going to delete her profile at the end of the week that she receives an interesting message.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14 - Chapter 15 - Chapter 16 - Chapter 17 - Chapter 18 - Chapter 19 - Chapter 20 - Chapter 21 - Chapter 22 - Chapter 23 - Chapter 24 - Chapter 25 - Chapter 26 - Chapter 27 - Chapter 28 - Chapter 29 - Chapter 30 - Chapter 31 - Chapter 32 - Chapter 33 - Chapter 34 - Chapter 35 - Chapter 36 - Chapter 37 - Chapter 38 - Epilogue

[carryingthebanner8]

Y’all please I’m begging for requests😭

[lettalady]

For the prompt "hope springs eternal"

oooh I had a couple things occur to me regarding this phrase. Let's chase after James Conrad and his younger step-sibling. They have a tradition between them, passing their father's lighter back and forth on or close to respective birthdays. He sort of meant for her to hang onto it this last time - but she had different ideas.

Thank you for getting the characters stirring!

Word Prompt Challenge : Send me a word (or phrase) and I’ll write a story

Hope springs eternal { Proverb: phrase of hope. It is human nature to find fresh cause for optimism. See also: You continue to hope something will happen, although it seems unlikely }

James Conrad shouldn't be escorting his little sister anywhere. Particularly he shouldn't be trying to find the safest way back from his camp site to civilization, or dealing with the pilot and ex-friend that brought said little sister from the safety of what once was home to discover why it was she hadn't heard from him. Solitude was sort of the point.

He was the tracker in the area that had a bit of time on his hands, so everyone brought the news to him these days, defeating his attempt at pulling away from the world. Shock wasn't the first thing that sprang to him when his little sister, more grimy than he's ever remembered seeing her. She wasn't alone, not that the company shepherding her was a welcome sight.

The moment he gets them both to his camp to clean up a little before the real trek begins, he turns to the man he knew during his SAS days, and once considered a close friend. This incident only adds to the bad blood between them. "I thought you'd be dead by now."

The former buddy only snorts deadpan in response, “I thought you’d be less of an asshole, but here we are.” 

Yes. Here they are. And if memory serves it's not him that's the asshole that cost so many their lives. James tamps down on the bubbling irritation threatening to turn an attempted rescue into a brawl. “So you brought my sister out here.” 

“Didn't know she was your sister at first."

At first. Didn't turn the job down once the connection was revealed. Clearly.

"She’d have found someone less reputable if I didn’t.” 

Hmmph. Reputable is a stretch. “Fair.” 

“And you’d’ve killed me if something had happened to her. Something different had happened. Not that I coulda known that she would take after your insanity. Took my reminder about IF it looked like we needed to jump to goddamned do it. Your family is…” 

“Whatchit.” 

Silence falls as they wait for his little sister to reappear, hopefully a little more put together and ready to make the long trek in. Maybe he'll get himself a drink, hustle the pool tables for money -- since he'll find himself in the city again.

"So. The plan is to get her out of here."

"Her, and you, on the first plane departing." James nods, "Hope springs eternal."

[loki-cees-all]

Cee's James Conrad Fic Masterlist

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One-Shot Collection

Fiji - James Conrad x Female Reader / Drabble / Hurt-Comfort (focus on the comfort for a change) / 1.5k words

How Do You Want Me? - James Conrad x Female Reader / Smut / coming soon

The Benefits of Dereliction - James Conrad x Female Reader / Smut / coming laterish

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Lyric-Drabble-Mania (completed)

a/n: This is the masterlist for my 1k follower special! 🥳 I already started to write the first drabbles, so I think I start to post them sometime next week! ☺️😁

General Warnings: fluff, angst/heavy angst, smuttish - no smut (There will be warnings on each drabble as well!)

All the lines taken from the songs are not mine. Lyrics are in bold, so credits to the artists.

Tagging: @lokisgoodgirl @ladycamillewrites @ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @lulubelle814 @coldnique @sweetpeapod @thefemininemystiquee @cheekyscamp @peaches1958 @multifandom-worlds @stupidthoughtsinwriting @eleniblue @simping-for-marvel @lokixryss

°☆• Masterlist •☆°

Jealousy {Robert Laing x fem!Reader}

Blown Away {Jonathan Pine x fem!Reader}

Running Out of Time {Daryl Dixon x fem!Reader}

Sing Me To Sleep {BabyFever!Loki & Ella}

Too Late {Tom Hiddleston x fem!Reader}

Forever In His Eyes {Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader}

Bewitched {Will Ransome x fem!Reader}

Not Alone {Jonathan Pine x fem!Reader}

One Look {Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader}

Memories {Magnus Martinsson x fem!Reader}

Coldness in Our Hearts {Daryl Dixon x fem!Reader}

Possession {Tom Hiddleston x fem!Reader}

Healing Words {Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader}

Guardian Angel {Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader}

The Long Way 'Round {Young!Tom Hiddleston x fem!Readed}

Shattered Hearts {Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader}

Demons {Daryl Dixon x fem!Reader}

So Loved {BabyFever!Loki & Ella}

Nightmare Turned Reality {Tom Hiddleston x fem!Reader}

On Edge {Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader}

Lifesaver {Magnus Martinsson x fem!Reader}

Be Right Now {Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader}

[mochie85]

A Night With The Captain

A moodboard created for @the-slumberparty "Test Your Palette Challenge" using the colors above. I got very lucky with the color scheme the first time around.

Main Masterlist | Moodboard Masterlist

Tagging people who might be interested: @springdandelixn @michelleleewise @lokisgoodgirl @gigglingtigger @xorpsbane @sarahscribbles @loopsisloops @mischief2sarawr @ladyofthestayingpower @irishhappiness @ladycamillewrites @fictive-sl0th @muddyorbsblr @lokiprompts @give-me-a-moose @immersed-in-mischief @britishserpent @theaudacitytowrite @coldnique @holdmytesseract @wheredafandomat @tallseaweed @simplyholl

[lokisgoodgirl]

I'll leave him, James!!!! I'll leave him!!!! 😂😂 Just give me all the words like this. The letter bursting into flames from the heat coming off my skin 😂😂

@anukulee thank you so much!!!!! Ahhhhh this is amazing.

Despite his very gentlemanly sentiments, I feel like he'd include a polaroid of this... 😂

Your Protector (James Conrad Letter)

Dedicated to @lokisgoodgirl

Dear Friend,

I am not one for letters, for I saw no need for them in my past occupation. Yet when I heard it was your birthday I thought it was only fit enough to write you a letter, one that I hope expresses my current wishes of mine to you.

Upon meeting you I was unsure what to think, for the island has left me to mistrust, far more than even the war. And while I can't disclose details of said mission, you can grasp a concept of what that means. Yet meeting you was such a change, you are a star, for never have I met such a woman such as you. For you are a woman who knows what she wants, and shall do anything to get it. Your eyes shine as bright as the day sky, and your friendship is the highest value to me. If you weren't married, I would gladly take you to be mine. Had it not been for your husband confusing for some actor you call Tom Hiddleston, we might've never met. Such a sad thought, as I would not know your friendship, as you stay up and talk me through my thoughts. Listening to me even if I can't give you the full story, your husband being just as grand as you. I truly thank you for the wonderful friendship, and I am sorry that I couldn't be more word-filled. I hope this is enough.

Signed Your Dearest Friend,

James Conrad

[hazelsmirrorball]

CUPIDS FOURTEEN LOVE STORIES MASTERLIST

Since I love Valentine’s Day so much I decided to to a little Valentine’s Day series as a gift from me to you. Enjoy <3

Valentines Number One Hater

Jason Todd x Fem! Reader

Jason hates Valentine's Day with a burning passion. When he decides to take out his trash he bumps into his next door neighbor, Y/n. Y/n is obsessed with Valentines and is attempting to go on a nice valentines day but her plans don’t go as planned when she gets stuck in the elevator with her neighbor.

Late Night Talking

Timothée Chalamet x Fem!Reader

Timothee decides to have a cozy night in for Valentine’s Day with his lovely girlfriend

The Anonymous Red Velvet Cupcakes Bak er

Theodore Nott x Reader

Y/n loves red velvet cupcakes, so to win her heart someone anonymously tries to make her family’s secret recipe

Hogwarts Elementary

Modern Marauders! X Fem! Reader

It's Valentine's Day in Hogwarts Elementary and James decides it's a good idea to play secret admire with one of the teachers.

Lover, James Potter Version

James Potter x Fem! Reader

you’re madly in love with James Potter and you’ll make everyone know that you’ll love him forever.

Midnight Grapes 

Conrad Fisher x Fem! Reader

Y/n wants love so she decides that the best thing she could do is eat grapes on New Years Eve.

The Better Robin, the better lover.

Batbros x Batsis

It’s Valentine’s Day, and the Batbros are fighting over who is most likely to get a flower arrangement.

The Cupid Trap

dick Grayson x spider!girl reader

In which Jason Todd tries to settle his hopeless romantic best friend on a date with his brother.

Holidate

JJ Maybank x Kook! Reader 

Y/n lies to her parents to make them accept her boyfriend, JJ.

Valentine

Regulus Black x Fem! Reader 

Regulus asked Y/n to be his Valentines 

Roses

Lorenzo Berkshire x Reader

Lorenzo get anonymous flowers for Valentine’s Day.

Galentines

 Fem! Reader x Mauraders! Era girlies 

the girls decide that they should do a picnic for their annual galentines celebration. 

Battle of the Valentines

Remus Lupin x Fem! Reader, James Potter x Fem! Reader, Sirius Black x Fem! Reader. 

The marauders all have a crush on their best friend, Y/n. They all want to ask her to be their valentine, the better one will win her heart.

[Regular Masterlist]

[lulubelle814]

Regards, Loki - Chapter 37

Master List

Once her mask was off, her eyes remained on the floor for a moment, staring at her feet until she heard something surprising from him.

“Ms. Ward?”  Her eyes darted up, his face looking familiar.

She knew that face from somewhere, but she couldn’t quite place it.  “How do you know my name?”  Thinking for a moment, she realized he seemed familiar.  “I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before.”

“I’m James Conrad.  You work for my company.  Well, you did work for my company.”  He sighed, not wanting to bring up bad memories.  So he thought best to keep it brief.  “I, uh, I was the one who found you when Mr. Price……”

It clicked.  He was the one who rescued her from her fiendish boss.  “It was you.  You saved me.”

He nodded slowly.  “I regret that day.”

Louisa was confused.  “Why?  Why would you regret saving me?”

“I don’t regret saving you.  Not one bit.  I regret not having found him sooner so that you would not have been in that horrid situation.”

She gave him a soft smile.  “You didn't know.  Besides, you saved me before it got even worse.  I don’t know how to even begin to thank you for what you did, Mr. Conrad.”

“Please, call me James.”

She returned his smile.  “And you may call me Louisa.  My friend calls me Lou sometimes.”

He smiled.  “Would that friend be Frigga?”  

She laughed.  “Yes, although her real name is Cora.”

Without thinking, he cupped her face with his hand.  It felt natural, like he’d done it a thousand times before.  Louisa found herself leaning into his soft touch.  He silently asked her for permission for what he wanted to do, which she granted.  Leaning in, he gave her a soft kiss.

Without even a moment’s hesitation, she returned his kiss.  In that moment, time stopped, everything around them disappearing.  It was the kiss to end all kisses, trumping the kiss between Westley and Buttercup.

As she wrapped her arms around his neck, he wrapped his arms around her waist.  It was at this time they both felt complete for the first time in their lives.  Neither wanted for air, but their lungs began burning for the necessity of oxygen.  Parting for air, they continued to hold each other.

“I must apologize, unreservedly, for that.”  He felt a bit guilty, having kissed a woman he only just met in person.

“Don’t,” she said, smiling at him as she cupped his cheek.  It was his turn to lean into her touch.  “Don’t apologize.  You have nothing to be sorry for.”

If he could, he would sweep her off her feet, taking her to some far off corner of the world, any and every place she wanted to see.  He wanted to give her everything.  After all, she’d already stolen his heart.

Suddenly, they could hear the people and music around them again.  Taking a step back, he offered his hand.  Once she accepted it, he led them back to the dance floor as her favorite song from the movie began to play.

He held her close, as if she might float away any moment, not that she minded.  Leaning his face in, he sang in a whisper into her ear.  

I'll paint you mornings of gold

I'll spin you Valentine evenings though we're strangers 'til now

His singing voice could spin gold, making rumpelstiltskin obsolete.  It was this moment she felt………..no……….she knew his arms were the only place she wanted to be for the rest of her life, and it was obvious to anyone looking that he felt the same.

They danced the night away until the gala was over, except they weren’t ready to leave.

Clearing his throat, James asked, “may I escort you home?”  He wasn’t ready to say goodnight, not yet.

“I’d like that.”  They walked out, him handing his ticket to the valet to collect his car.  Louisa began shivering as it was very cold outside.  Removing his jacket, James placed it over her shoulders, then rubbing her arms to help warm her up.  His jacket smelled of his cologne, a scent she wanted to remember forever.

As soon as the car pulled around, he opened the passenger door for her, helping with her dress.  Once safely inside, he gently closed her door before running around to the driver’s side.  Thankfully, the valet had the forethought to turn on the heat, helping them to brush off the frigid temperatures.

Pulling up to her building, he parked his car, getting out and walking to her side to assist her in safely exiting the vehicle.  Louisa still wore his jacket as he walked with her up the stairs and to her apartment door.  When they reached it, she hesitated, unwilling for the night to end.  Instead of bidding good night, she invited him in for a cup of tea to which he happily obliged.

From the moment he entered her apartment, all he could smell was her perfume, a mix of baked goods, and something he couldn’t quite put his finger on but still enjoyed.  Looking around, he saw the peacock blue couch she’d mentioned a few weeks ago.  

As she went to the kitchen to put on the kettle, he followed.  “You’re welcome to change if you’d like.  I can’t imagine that dress would be comfortable to sit in.”  She hesitated but agreed when he insisted.

Going into her room, the garment bag she’d dropped off with Cora was hanging on the closet door.  Slipping out of her dress, she carefully placed it on the hanger and closed the garment bag before grabbing a pair of cute but comfy wide leg sweatpants and an old shirt as well as some wool socks as her feet were cold.

In the meantime, James slipped off his shoes and loosened his bowtie, leaving it to hang around his neck as he rolled up his sleeves.  He could hear Louisa moving about in her room humming to herself, and it made him smile.

When she came back into the living room, he could see she did indeed make herself comfortable.  She’d pulled the pins out of her hair, letting it flow just past her shoulders.  All he wanted to do at that moment was comb his fingers through that hair.  Instead, he kept his hands to himself.  

She made it to the kitchen as the kettle started whistling.  Taking it off the stove, she popped her head in the living room.  “Any preferences?”

Shaking his head, it didn’t matter what kind of tea she made.  He knew he’d like it.  Sure enough, she came out a couple of minutes later with two cups of hibiscus and berry tea.  “I hope this is okay.  It’s one of my favorites.”

Accepting the cup, it already smelled wonderful to him, causing him to smile.  Sipping it, he hummed in contentment.  “This is delicious.  I’ve never tried this before.”

“I found it at a tea shop I found a few weeks ago.  I’m afraid to say I’m a bit addicted.”  Soft laughter filled the air.  If he could only hear one sound for the rest of his life, it would be her laugh.

“I can taste why.  Maybe you could show me that shop sometime?”

She smiled and nodded as she sat down on the couch.  He followed suit and sat down at one end while she was cozied up in the middle, her feet tucked under her.  They drank their tea in companionable silence before she popped up and ran back to the kitchen.  She returned back to the couch with a container full of goodies, placing it on the coffee table before removing the lid.

Peering over, there were some biscuits and a couple of brownies.  He looked to her for confirmation before taking one of the biscuits.  From the moment it entered his mouth, he felt pure and utter bliss.  He could die right now, a perfectly happy man with a cup of tea, a delicious biscuit, and a beautiful woman he’d fallen in love with over all those emails and texts.

They spent the next hour or so relaxing and chatting not realizing they were slowly getting closer and closer to each other.  At some point when he was responding, he turned to look at her, and she’d fallen asleep.  He gently pulled the blanket from the back of the couch (it was the same one he’d given her in the get well basket) and placed it on top of her.  As he did so, she began to lean against him, using him as a sort of pillow, not that he minded one bit.  He placed his arm on the top of the couch behind her and shortly fell asleep himself.

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