“I know it’s only 24 hours.” Lucas said, apologetically. “I wish I could manage more.”
“Twenty-four hours is great!” Glory said, enthusiastically. It had been almost 2 months since their initial weekend together, but he had kept his word and kept in touch. He had arranged an extended lay-over in Toronto on a flight from LA to Berlin, and he seemed excited to see her.
“I can take a hotel near the airport…” he said, letting his voice trail off.
“…or you could stay with me.” Glory finished for him.
“If that’s okay. I don’t want to impose.” Lucas said, carefully.
“It’ll be great! We can paint.” Glory offered.
“I have been practising.” Lucas said. “Hey, how did your art show go last weekend?”
It had been a last minute vacancy and the organizer had thought of her…she had organized the show Glory had been in before Christmas.
“It was…interesting. Not as much art, more craft. I felt a little out of place, actually.” Glory said. “But it got some more traffic through my website, so that’s always good.”
“That’s great!” Lucas said. “One of these days, I’ll make it to one of your shows.”
Glory didn’t say anything. She knew that their relationship was pretty casual and was under no illusions about what time she would have with him. So she asked him about his flight times. Once she had the information she needed, she signed off. She had been painting when he called and she didn’t want her brushes or her paints to dry out. Besides, she’d see him in three days, anyway.
As she continued to paint, she could feel the silly grin on her face. They had kept in touch but she hadn’t expected another visit…at least not so soon.
But when she looked outside at the snowy, January roads, she frowned. They were calling for a storm on the weekend. She hoped that wouldn’t impact his travel plans.
Glory made it through the next few days, she wasn’t sure how. All she could think about was Lucas. And to make matters worse, she had no one she could talk to about her excitement! Her weekend with him in November had remained her little secret…she hadn’t even told her sister or her cousin. To tell them about this visit would mean she’d have to tell them about that one, and she didn’t want to hear the lectures. She had a couple of co-workers who knew she had out-of-town company coming that weekend, but that was it. She was pretty private anyway, but she was even more so about this.
On Friday, the snow started mid-afternoon. It was light, so Glory wasn’t concerned about Lucas’ 7 pm arrival. But his departure the next night might be in peril if the snow continued.
Lucas had arranged for a car to pick him up at the airport. When Glory argued that she could pick him up, he had refused. “If the weather’s bad, I don’t want you on the roads. Besides people always recognize me in airports. We’d probably end up at the grocery store check-outs.” he said, referring to the tabloids.
So she waited. She figured he should be there by 8 – 8:30 at the latest, but she started pacing well before that. He might not come; he might not like her as much; she’d gotten a different hairstyle – he might hate it.
Finally just before 8, she couldn’t take it anymore, so she sent him a quick text:
Just checking your progress.
His response took a couple of minutes to show up:
About 10 minutes away. The roads are a little slick, but my driver seems good.
Glory looked at the text and breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t changed his mind about coming, anyway. She had made sure she had lots of snacks and such, and beer. She’d read that he liked to drink Bud Light but she’d decided on Rickard’s Red instead. She couldn’t see how he could drink Bud Light…it was so tasteless!
When he arrived a few minutes later, Glory took a minute to catch her breath before opening the door. Lucas was standing in the hallway with snow in his hair. He smiled at her and she threw her arms around him.
Oh, this is so un-cool! she screamed in her head.
Lucas chuckled and dropped the handle of his suitcase to put his arms around her as well. Then he pulled back so that he could kiss her. The kiss was long and soulful and left them both a little breathless.
“Hi.” he said, finally. “Can I come in?” He pushed her hair off of her face and looked deeply into those unique eyes.
“Yeah. Oh, I’m sorry. Of course! Come in. Here let me help you with that.” Glory was stumbling all over her words! What the hell was wrong with her? She hadn’t been this star-struck the last time they were together.
“No, it’s okay.” He grabbed the handle of his rolling suitcase and pulled it into the apartment. Then he shut the door, pulled his coat off and opened his arms to her. “I’ve missed you, too.” he said, quietly, as they held each other.
“I’m sorry…I’m feeling very star-struck with you again…not sure why.” she said against his shoulder.
“I hope you’re not going to stop looking at me again.” he said, pushing her away a little bit so he could see her face.
She smiled up at him. “No, I think I’m okay now.”
“So what’s on the agenda for tonight?” Lucas asked, still holding her.
Glory lifted her face up to meet his eyes…dark blue meeting light blue…and pressed her lips to his. He ran his hands down her sides to grasp her ass in both of his hands and press himself against her. She snaked her arms up around his neck and deepened the kiss.
“It’s not too early to go to bed, is it?” Glory purred against his lips.
Lucas didn’t answer, but bent down and scooped her into his arms. He was in training for his next movie, and he felt like showing off a little bit. Glory gasped in surprise to find herself swept off of her feet and threw her arms around his neck!
He gently placed her on the bed, then held up a finger and went back out into the hallway to grab his suitcase, where his condoms were. He pulled some out and threw them carelessly on the side table before joining Glory in bed.
“Semper paratus, eh?” Glory said with a smile. Lucas looked at her with a puzzled look. “Always ready…don’t you have that in Boy Scouts down in the states?” she asked.
“Maybe…I was never in Boy Scouts.” Lucas admitted. “Did lots of acting camps and spent some time with the Boys Club of America.”
“That’s okay. I always found those groups to be very militaristic. I lasted half a year in Girl Guides.” Glory said before pulling him down to kiss him again.
Lucas unbuttoned her top to see the pretty satin camisole beneath. He ran his hand over the smooth material and asked, “Is this for me?”
Glory arched up against his hand as he found her breast. “No…” she said, breathlessly, “I’ve got a couple other guys coming over after you fall asleep.” She laughed quietly, hoping he knew it was a joke.
Lucas laughed, too. “That’s going to be pretty late. I’m on LA time.”
Glory smiled up at him. “The colour reminded me of your eyes.” she said, softly, then reached down to tug at the button of his jeans.
Once their clothes had been mostly discarded, with the notable exception of the pretty blue camisole, Lucas reached over for a condom and Glory climbed on top of him while he rolled it on. Then she slid easily onto him, moving up and down a few times to settle herself. Lucas ran his hands up under the camisole to tease and stroke her nipples, enjoying the feel of her squirming on him.
He let his hand slide down her belly to find her clit. As she writhed and moaned, Lucas gritted his teeth to keep from letting himself climax. But as she cried out and he felt her tighten around him, he grabbed her ass and lifted her enough that he could thrust himself into her to his own orgasm.
Glory collapsed on his chest and he put both of his arms around her, holding her gently. He closed his eyes and let the afterglow of their lovemaking wash over him. That’s when he felt it. He’d been feeling it whenever they spoke or Skyped for the last couple of weeks, but here, with her in his arms, he knew what it was. The tenderness, the being concerned for her well-being, the valuing of her opinion…the love.
Well, that didn’t take long, he thought, and smiled to himself. He kissed the top of her head and reached a hand down to hold his condom on as he pulled out of her. Glory rolled off to one side and reached over for the tissues.
It was early and neither one of them was ready for sleep, so they cuddled under the blankets, talking and touching, until a stray spark ignited their passions again. When they came together, it was with such intensity that it took them a very long time to regain their composure afterwards.
Glory was lying with one arm and leg over Lucas and he was stroking her back and arms, trying to keep away the chill when his stomach gave a loud and insistent grumble.
“I’m sorry.” Glory said. “I didn’t even take the time to ask you if you were hungry…I have food.” She perched herself up on her elbow to look at him.
“I was hungrier for something else when I got here, but, yeah, it was a little early for me to eat dinner on the plane, so I am pretty hungry.” Lucas said.
Glory smiled down at him. It was after 10 pm, so she didn’t want to bring in anything too heavy. She had prepared a tray of fruit and cheese and crackers for them so she went and grabbed that along with a bottle of chilled Chardonnay and a couple of glasses.
When Lucas saw all that she was trying to carry through the bedroom door, he got up and grabbed the bottle and glasses, setting them on the bedside table. Glory set the tray in the middle of the bed and poured them each a glass of wine. She held up her glass to him and said, “To 24 hours.”
Lucas laughed and touched his glass to hers and heard the chime of fine crystal. “To 24 hours.” he said back before taking a sip of the wine. “Oh, this is really good!” he said.
“It’s from Niagara.” she said with a smile. “They make some amazing Chards down there.” She took a sip out of her glass and closed her eyes to savour the smooth, buttery taste.
They sat down on the bed on either side of the tray and started to nibble on the fruit and cheeses, and chat. Lucas was watching Glory through different eyes, now. She was serious, then she was funny. She laughed at all of his jokes, but he could also talk to her about deeper stuff, spiritual stuff, current events …but never about their future. Anytime they strayed in that direction, she veered off to another topic.
When Glory stifled a yawn, Lucas checked the bedside clock and saw that it was almost 1 am. It was Friday night again and he knew that she had already had a long day. He got up and took the tray and moved towards the door. “I can get that.” Glory protested.
He turned at the door. “You get under those covers, young lady. It’s late…you need sleep.”
Glory smiled at his authoritative tone and sketched him a little salute. “Yes, sir, Captain.” This made Lucas laugh out loud as he took the tray out into the kitchen. Glory watched his tight little ass walking away from her and smiled.
Glory got up and shook the cracker crumbs off of her comforter before using the washroom and climbing back into bed. She was considering going to see what was taking Lucas so long when he came back in. “Just had to put the fruit and cheese away in the fridge.” he said, explaining the length of his absence. He went to his suitcase and pulled out his shaving kit before heading for the bathroom himself.
Glory was drifting on the edge of a pleasant, wine-induced sleep when she felt Lucas get into bed. He formed his body around her back and smoothed her hair away from his face before settling to sleep. He felt her start to settle to sleep and closed his eyes.
“I love you.” he mouthed, soundlessly. He wasn’t ready to put that out even to her. It was enough that it was in his heart for right now.
The next morning, they woke late to find that the storm had not let up overnight. Lucas checked on his flight and the news to see that it was likely that his flight would be cancelled. The storm had stalled over Toronto and wasn’t going anywhere soon.
He called his assistant to see what she could do for him. When she called him back, it wasn’t with good news.
When Lucas hung up, he looked concerned. Glory was pulling together some breakfast as he tried to figure out how to get himself to Berlin through this storm.
“So, what’s the verdict?” she asked him. “Are you stuck in Toronto?”
“Maybe.” Lucas said. “By the time my flight leaves tonight, the airport will probably be closed. Liz says she can probably get me out now, but not to Berlin. The storm won’t be heading to Montreal, so if I can get there, I can get a flight to Berlin in the morning and make my photoshoot on time.” He shook his head. “I’m so sorry, babe, but it looks like I’m going to have to cut our time short.”
He went over to where she was in the kitchen and put his arms around her. “It was too short a visit before this.” he said, softly.
Glory laid her head on his shoulder and fought back tears. Last night had been wonderful, but definitely not enough. “What time do you have to fly to Montreal?” she asked.
Lucas looked up at the clock on the microwave and said, “I have to be at the airport in an hour.” he said, sadly. “Just enough time for a quick breakfast and a shower. It’ll probably take a while to get there in this weather.”
Glory sniffed and reached over to the kitchen counter for a tissue.
Lucas gave her a pained look. “Please don’t cry. I know. This sucks.” He pulled her back into his arms and kissed the top of her head.
“I’m okay.” Glory said after a minute. “What do you want to eat before you go? Should I whip up some eggs, or is toast and peanut butter more what you’d like?”
“I’d love eggs, if you feel like doing it. I can go and pack while you cook.” Lucas said, giving her a sad, little smile before he went to the bedroom to pack and lay out clothes for the flight.
He came back out as Glory was putting a delicious-looking omelette on the table for him.
“This looks great!” Lucas said as he took a seat across from her at the dining room table.
Glory poured Lucas a cup of coffee and they settled in to eat. As soon as they were finished, they headed for the bathroom to grab a quick shower. The hot water ignited their passions and they spent what time they had kissing and touching and bringing each other to shattering orgasms. They finished their time together holding each other under the streaming water.
By the time they got dressed, Lucas’ driver was there.
Lucas let the driver take his suitcase out to the car and said he’d be there in a minute, then he turned to Glory.
“If I’d have known, I wouldn’t have spent so much time sleeping last night,” he said with a little laugh., “although, it’s really nice sleeping next to you.” He reached up and stroked her cheek. He pulled back and looked at her. “Did you get a new hairstyle?”
Glory fluffed her hair a little bit and said, “Yeah…do you like it?” She gave him a little smile.
“I do. The asymmetrical look really suits you. I’m sorry I didn’t notice before now…we’ve been…a little busy.” he said with a self-deprecating smile.
“I know.” she said and fell quiet.
Lucas pulled her in for a kiss, which he lingered over as long as he could. Then he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. “I have to go. I’m so sorry.” he said.
Glory pulled away to look at his face. “You don’t have to be sorry, babe. What we had last night was wonderful. We’ll see each other again. Hopefully, it’ll be for longer, but I’m thankful for what time I have with you.” She ran her hand down his cheek and stroked his beard.
“You’re wonderful.” Lucas whispered. “I’ll call you when I get back home next week.” he said, and turned to go. He turned back when he got to the car and saw that she had opened the window and was leaning out to wave good-bye and blow him a kiss. He smiled up at her and blew her a kiss back before getting into the car.
Glory frowned as she watched the car skid a little bit as it took off. Hopefully, he’d be okay getting back to the airport. She should text him before his flight took off to make sure.
She pulled the window shut and watched the spot where the car had been for a moment. She was trying to keep this casual, but he was getting under her skin and into her heart. Was he feeling the same way about her? He was probably pretty good at guarding his heart, so probably not. Regardless of how sorry he seemed to be, he did get what he came for this weekend…a booty call.
Glory smiled. It had been great sex. And they had had such a good time laughing and talking afterwards. And this morning, even though it was rushed, was amazing, too. He seemed to know exactly what she needed and what she loved.
So now she had the rest of the day to herself. She cleaned up the kitchen, then looked around her apartment for something to do. She had set up her two easels so that they could paint together and now they drew her eye.
Once she had pulled out her paints, she forgot everything else. The wonderful movement of the snow outside inspired her. It was hours later when her phone buzzed and she saw that it was a text from Lucas:
Finally made it to Montreal. Got stuck on the tarmac in Toronto forever while they de-iced the plane. No snow in Montreal. I just hope it’s still good in the morning. We can talk or Skype tonight, if you want. I’ve got nothing else to do…
Glory looked at the text and at then back at her painting. It was full of swirling snow and passion…and love. Yeah, love. It sucked that it probably wasn’t returned, but it felt good to admit her feelings to herself. She sighed and sent a text back to Lucas:
I’d love to Skype tonight. I painted for the both of us this afternoon. Lots of swirling snow and passion. I’m not going out in this weather and my date for the weekend decamped early, so I’m free!
Glory turned back to her painting to add a little bit to it. Lucas’ response made her laugh:
What a bastard! I’d dump him, if I was you. Let me know when you want to Skype.
It was after 5, so Glory decided to make herself some dinner before talking to Lucas. But she didn’t have much motivation to cook anything. In the end, she pulled out some of the left-over cheese and crackers and fruit from the night before. She brought her plate into the living room where her easel was and continued to add little accents to her painting. The extra paint strokes were the feelings that she was starting to realize she had for Lucas…they enhanced the passion and turned it into something much more grounded and real.
Again, she lost track of time and it was another hour before she looked up and remembered that she was supposed to Skype with Lucas! She sent him a quick text to see if he was ready and set up her computer on the dining room table to talk to him.
Suddenly, his smiling face was on the screen in front of her.
“I thought you’d forgotten about me.” were his first words.
“Sorry, I got painting and lost track of time again.” she said, contritely. “Do you want to see?”
“Of course!” Lucas said, excitedly.
Glory went to the easel and brought the painting to the table. She tried to set it up so that there was good light on it so Lucas could see, but Skype didn’t offer the best image.
“I love the colours,” Lucas said, “and I can see the blizzard, the movement of the wind and the snow.” This made Glory smile. He seemed to be her biggest fan these days.
“Can I apologize again?” Lucas said. “I feel like I blew into your life just to blow out again. I really had wanted to spend more time with you.”
“Not your fault, babe. I know that.” Glory said, laying the painting down on the table.
“I could have put off the photoshoot. I’m sure that they could have postponed it for a day or two.” he said, looking down at his keyboard.
Glory was quiet for a moment. “Could you?” she asked, finally, not sure if she was upset about this or not.
Lucas took a minute to answer. “No, not really.” he said. “There’s a lot of people involved and locations secured. I guess I could have postponed, but it would have looked really bad on me.”
Glory smiled. “So, you had no choice and I had no choice. Next time we get together probably won’t be in the middle of a Toronto winter, so there’s a good chance we’ll get to spend more time together. I did enjoy the time we had together, though. You’re so nice to wake up next to.”
Lucas chuckled. “You are, too. What’s going on for you over the next little while? You guys have a long weekend coming up next month, right? What are you doing then?” he asked, and they talked easily for over an hour about what was coming up in their lives.
“You know, I think my life is pretty boring until I start telling you about it.” Glory said.
“Your life is anything but boring!” Lucas said. “Between your work and your art and your family, you have a very full life and I love to hear about it. Are you going to post that picture up on your website?”
“I’m not sure if it’s finished, yet.” Glory answered, taking another look at her canvas. “If it’s going to be representative of this weekend, I’ll have to add this Skype and the loneliness of the rest of the weekend.”
Lucas was quiet for a moment. “Don’t…I feel bad enough already.” he said.
“Loneliness is not always a bad thing. I turned it into creativity this afternoon and tonight I’ll probably veg and catch up on a couple of shows I’ve got PVRed. I value my solitude, so don’t worry about that.” Glory said.
Lucas smiled and shook his head. “You’re amazing, you know that? I feel the same way about time alone…but not when I’m supposed to be spending it with a beautiful lady.” he said, giving her a seductive look.
“Save that look for next time, mister.” she said in a husky voice. How did he do that? Get to her with just a look?
“Well, I’ll let you go and watch your shows. I’ve got some stuff to do here, too, and my flight is at the ungodly hour of 5 am, so I have to be at the airport in the middle of the night. And I don’t have anyone here to put me to sleep!” He gave her a smile to finish.
“Sorry…we could try phone sex, or Skype sex.” Glory offered.
Lucas shook his head. “Not really safe. Anything that goes out over the internet could be hacked and seen by anyone.”
“True…I guess you’re on your own, then.” Glory said with a shrug.
“I guess I am.” Lucas said, softly. “Once I’m home, I’ll see when I can come to you again. I hope it’s not too long. We had fun last night, but it definitely wasn’t enough!”
Glory laughed. “Insatiable is what you are.”
“I guess I am.” Lucas said. “Luckily, so are you.”
Glory blushed a little bit. “Well, you are pretty hot, you know. Just in case millions of women drooling over you on a daily basis wasn’t enough to let you know that.” she said. “In fact, I’m still amazed at how level-headed you are with all of that attention you get.”
“My family and my friends keep me humble. They don’t treat me like a movie star, just the meatball that I am. Kinda like you.” Lucas said.
“No, I’m still a little star-struck around you. Maybe soon.” Glory said, quietly.
“Well, you hide it well, especially in bed.” He gave her a wink. “But I should go. I’ll see if I can get some dates while I’m in Berlin, but I will definitely be able to put something together once I’m back in LA. But feel free to bug me if you want to talk.”
“Okay.” Glory said, suddenly shy. “I’ll have to keep the time difference in mind.”
Lucas smiled at her. “Talk to you soon.” he said, quietly.
“Bye.” Glory said, reaching forward to turn Skype off.
Well that was interesting, she said. Then she poured herself a glass of wine and went to watch TV.