"But know this, Lisa - when you are across the dinner table from me on the morrow, in my mind I am pushing you back on a bed. In my fantasy" - he laughed, as if at his own brashness - "you are discovering yourself with my willing body. Who knows, perhaps even laying siege to the heart that beats within this chest." He thumped his chest with a fist and silently admitted she'd already begun to do that, otherwise he wouldn't have offered himself. But she didn't need to know that. He knotted the tartn slowly, never taking his eyes from hers.
"Good night Lisa. Sleep with the angels."
Her eyes stung from quick tears. It had been her mother's nightly benediction: "Sleep with the angels." But then he added words her mother never had:
"Then come back to earth and sleep with your devil, who would burn in hell for one night in your arms."
"Wow!" was all her reeling mind could come up with as he slipped from the room.
I was stunned when I first read this. This literally made my heart pound violently to my chest and my throat went dry. ;)
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