“…She smiles to herself at this point as she grabbed his plate and walked into the kitchen…

As Evangeline rinsed the dinner plates and put them into the dishwasher, John walked up behind her with the glasses they had drank out of. As she rinsed the glasses and placed them in the sink, he slid his hands around her waist until they lay on her stomach. Then, he bent down his head and kissed her right shoulder and then her left. Evangeline smiled at the softness of his lips on her skin, but at the same time, his kisses sent a flash down her spine. She slowly turned within his arms to face him. There was that intense gaze again and before you know it, their mouths were all meshed together and their hands were roaming over each other’s body. Suddenly, he lifted her up and sat her on the edge of the sink while never breaking their passionate kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist and crossed her ankles behind him.

When they both couldn’t take the oxygen depravation any more and had to come up for air, their mouths separated and they were left forehead to forehead, staring deeply into each other’s eyes and breathing heavily. Evangeline started to smile and then she laughed a sensual laugh.

John said, “What? What is that smile about?”

Evangeline replied in a sultry voice, “You really have a thing for kitchen sinks, huh?”

John stood there, looking into her eyes, and relived their first time together in his mind. All of a sudden, he had the same Cheshire type grin on his face.

Evangeline looked quizzical at him and said, “What’s that smile about? Like I couldn’t guess.”

John said, “Don’t underestimate the usefulness of a kitchen sink”. He then pulled her into another passionate kiss.

As they parted for air this time, John gasped, “Upstairs”.

Evangeline replied, “Oh yeah, upstairs”.

With Evangeline’s legs still wrapped around John’s waist, he picked her up from the sink and headed toward the stairs. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Evangeline was nibbling on John’s ear and kissing his neck. John flinched and said, “If you keep doing that, we’ll never make it to your bedroom”.

Evangeline cooed, “Sorry. I guess you just bring out the want in me”.

John gazed back and said, “Don’t be sorry, just continue to do it once we reach your bedroom”.

“Yes sir Lieutenant”, she replied.

As they made it to the upstairs hall, Evangeline told John to go to the door on the left. When they entered the bedroom and John placed Evangeline on the bed, clothes were shed, body parts started to become entwined and their passion ignited……………

….Basking in the afterglow, Evangeline lay draped over John, just like the sheet they were laying under. Evangeline said, “My, my, my, I must say, you REALLY know what you’re doing. I swear at some point, I blacked out for about 10 seconds”.

John lazily responded, “Would that 10 seconds be right after you screamed out my name at the top of your lungs?” He heard a gasp come from Evangeline and she looked embarrassed. If the room wasn’t dark, he’d swear she was blushing all over.

“I guess I was a little zealous”, she said with a sheepish grin on her face. “I didn’t mean to get so carried away. Like I said, you have a way about you”.

John turned to look at her face to face and said, “Don’t be embarrassed by it. It’s probably one of my favorite parts of us sleeping together, hearing you scream out my name like that”.

Evangeline squinted and sarcastically said, “Does your ego need stroking much?”

John replied, “No, you misunderstood what I’m trying to say. I mean that for you, Miss Always In Control, to lose control and give me all you’ve got, it just shows me how much you trust me. You have no idea how great that makes me feel to know that you trust me that much. It’s a feeling that I can’t even describe to you”.

By the time John was finished explaining, Evangeline was crying again. Big drops ran down either side of her face. John looked terrified that he’d said something wrong. He said, “Seeing tears run down your face like that just kills me. What did I do? Should I have not said what I said? I’m sorry if I’ve hurt you. Talk to me”.

Evangeline smiled through the tears and said, “Now you’re misunderstanding what I’m trying to convey. These are tears of joy. I do trust you, maybe more than anyone in my life at this point. It just boggles my mind that you’re in tune enough with me to pick up on that”.

John made a sigh of relief and wiped away Evangeline’s tears with his thumbs as he held her face in his hands. He said, “So you know, I trust you just the same. At times, I feel closer to you than anyone else in my life. It kind of scares me”.

Just as she’d almost been able to stop crying, the waterworks started again. She was amazed at what John had just said to her. Boy, she thought, he really meant it when he said he was working on expressing his emotions with her. She came back from her own personal thoughts to realize that John was just staring at her while still holding her face in his hands and wiping away her tears.

As she just smiled at him, John said, “I don’t want to say anymore. It just eats me up when I see you cry. Just like at the end of the movie the other night. Your tears really get to me”.

Evangeline, wiped her face and said, “Really, I’m done. I promise”. She laughed a nervous laugh and John pulled her in for a soft, sweet kiss.

Evangeline lay with her leg over John’s leg and her head on his shoulder. Feeling the need to lighten the mood a little, John said as he looked around the room, “I learned one very important thing tonight”.

“What’s that?” she said.

“How much you truly like me”, he said.

With a perplexed look, she said, “Huh?”

He said, “For you to spend even one night in that dump of a room I have, when you knew that you had this to come home to, let’s face it, You like me. You really, really, like me”.

They both laughed together in unison as they drifted off to sleep.