Joining of the Soul

He thought about the pending cases he had to be in court for on Monday, but images of Lori's silken black tresses, big blue eyes standing alone in a camisole or gown with the mountain breezes blowing in through the windows shook him out of his work trance and decided there was NO crime in this world that wouldn't wait, he wanted and needed his wife and he was going to her.

Heeding her note he left a message on his answering service that he would be out of the office till Wednesday and to have his partners take up the cases, that something vital came up and he was sorry but couldn't not be in court Monday or Tuesday. Hanging up he set his cell phone, keys everything that had ANYTHING that involved with work or the city on the dining room table, turning he removed his sports coat and tie. Then going upstairs he rushed through a shower and dressed in jeans, tennis shoes and a simple t-shirt. Grabbed a coat and headed out the door to his wife.

Back in the cabin Lori had cleaned it up, just minor dust from sitting all winter she went around and opened some of the windows to let the cool night air thick with the scents of the outdoors and pine into the room. It still was too warm to start a fire so she decided to go and clean up. Going upstairs she ran herself a bath and slowly took her clothes off, she watched herself in the mirror. Maybe there was something about her that didn't attract Trevor to her anymore, she glared and scrutinized herself but from what she saw in the mirror in ten years nothing on her body had changed. Her deep olive complexion clear of any makeup, she'd never needed it. Her slender shoulders and defined arms from hours in the rose gardens at home still remained firm, her breasts showing no hint of drag or signs of aging still high on her chest as full and voluptuous as always. Her narrow waist, shapely hips and as the day is long legs that just seemed to go on forever still in good shape, nothing had changed she was still mirror perfect to all the things Trevor used to say and bestow upon her, yet he hadn't even said he loved her in so long she wondered where she'd gone wrong.

Turning off the bath water she let her long mane of jet black hair loose from the chiffon that had been holding it and stepped into the steaming hot water. She felt every one of her muscles relaxing in it's heat as she sat down in the large Jacuzzi tub. Leaning back she let her head dip below the water long enough to drench her thick hair and back up to wipe away the droplets that ran down her face with her long delicate fingers. She glanced at the wall clock in the bathroom and snickered to herself, there had to be a clock in every room of both the cabin and the house. Trevor was always so worried about what time it was, he never relaxed and just let things flow anymore. It was all work, work, work and no time for the enjoyments in life.

As she sank deeper into the water's warmth she thought about the last time they'd been together, actually acting as man and wife and the intensity that had come with it. She shivered inwardly as she thought about his hands, his green vibrant eyes. His skin and hair like hers, they fit together like a hand to a glove. Yet he hadn't touched her in months, had been home maybe half that many times, she felt herself choking up. Hoping this was not going to be another long lonely night of tears and a cold bed she shook her thoughts clear and proceeded with her bath.

Trevor drove faster than normal, he normally drove five or ten over the speed limit but tonight he had a reason to push it. Going faster than ever he pushed his Land Rover until he made a two hour drive in less than a hour and a half. He wanted his wife, needed her. Needed to tell her and show her all the things that had been missing not only for her, but for himself as well. As he pulled into the driveway of the cabin and neared the top of the drive he killed the lights and drove up the other side of her Silver Mercedes he'd given her for her birthday two years before, as an excuse for missing her birthday all together. Though as always she pretended it didn't bother her that he'd let her down yet again. He killed the engine and got out immediately feeling refreshed by the mountain air. He walked towards the deck, stepping onto it quietly making sure not to make a sound he searched the windows for a sight of her.

He was not disappointed. Shortly after walking by the main deck window he saw her, his breath and heart lodged in his throat. GOD she was beautiful, fresh out of a bath, her hair wet and clinging to parts of her arms she walked by him unknowingly in a gorgeous white gown and robe he couldn't ever remember seeing before. Smiling he figured she'd gone and bought it special for this weekend hoping he'd be there. The white silk clung to spots of her gorgeous frame that were still damp from her bath, he knew it had been a bath because in ten years of marriage Lori had taken a shower maybe once and that was because a motel they'd stayed in did not have a bathtub her long ever flowing legs would permit her to sit in comfortably.

He watched as she tenderly brushed the waves and tresses of her magnificent mane till they shone and glimmered brightly even in the dim light of the cabin, he was thankful right then he'd stuck with her idea of little light and more skylights than anything else for natural light versus electric and brightness like the city inside the cabin. He saw she'd been crying and felt his heart tear apart at the sight, she believed he wouldn't show up. She had long since given up on counting on him, frankly because he always let her down. He knew it and was totally ashamed things had come to this.

He saw the pine breezes blowing against her gown softly as she stood at one of the adjoining windows adjacent from him and took in the night scenery around her. Finally tired of being a spectator he quietly went to the front door and opened it quietly so not to startle her.

As soon as the door opened she heard him, he was trying to be quiet and not being skittish in nature she stayed at the window waiting for him to come to her. She heard he'd taken off his shoes in attempts to make his footsteps quieter but, and she smiled to herself thinking, "Man couldn't sneak up on the dead." She was so lost in thought she was actually surprised when she felt his large, muscular arms close around her tenderly from behind.

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