Free Linc's Retribution by Brair Lake Page B

he would cup my breast to play with the nipple. This led me to telling him off. His response was to laugh and kiss my neck. Sitting on the back row, making out with Linc was fun. I may not remember much about the film. But my date with my husband was turning out to be a success. It was a memory I was going to hold on to.
     
    For dinner, we went to The Golden Star. He may have appeared to be casual about the whole thing. Nonetheless he has put plenty of thought in to our date. Henry our waiter is discreet but always available.
     
    He surprises me when he instructs me to switch off my cell. “Tonight’s for us Cassie and we do not need the interruptions.”
     
    “What about the club?”
     
    “I think they can manage for a couple of hours.” Linc flirted and played all evening. When the band began to play “Better Man” Linc took me by the hand.
     
    “Dance with me Cassie.” Willingly I went in to Linc’s arms as he led us on to the dance floor. With the lights low and our bodies swaying to the music. Linc pulls me closer, whispering the words into my ears. Words which bring tears to my eyes. When Linc tells me he loves me I know he does. The pain of his betrayal has not lessened and at night when I am on my own, I remember what he did to me. That’s when I cry.
     
    Linc may be dressed in his combats and cut in a fancy restaurant, but he is here with me. This is his way of showing the world he loves me. Tenderly I rub my hand over his chest, placing it across his heart. The steady pounding of the beat, soothing. “I love you Linc.”
     
    Instead of answering with words. Linc’s lips skate over my head. Satisfaction purrs through the man’s body while pulling mine closer to his. “Time to go Babe.”
     
    Being with Linc has taught me to enjoy the open roads. Until I met my husband I had never being on a bike. Now like Linc, I love spending as much time out in the open as possible. After dinner Linc does not take us straight home. Instead, with the expertise and knowledge of the roads of Comfort Spring we soon end up at a secluded fishing spot on the bayou. I neither bother to stop nor hide the smile that is spreading across my face. My man is pulling out all the stops.
     
    The moon is only a quarter full. Yet the sky remains clear and we can see one or two stars. In the comfort of Linc’s arms, we watch the dragonflies and the damselflies skit along the water’s surface, skirmishing from foliage to foliage. Occasional we hear the otters and the fish, as they come up to the surface of the river. Sometimes, if luck is with us, we get to see the odd one occasionally.
     
    “Ready to go home?” I am enjoying the evening and not ready to let it end yet. Without moving from Linc’s hold. I take his hand in mine, and give a shake of my head.
     
    “Not yet.”
     
    “Cassie,”
     
    “Humph.”
     
    Whilst Linc is talking to me his lips continue to skim along the surface of my neck. “I’ve made an appointment to see the specialist.”
     
    “Not tonight Linc. Tonight is you and me. We will talk about stuff tomorrow.” My answer has not pleased the man behind me. I feel it in the way his body shifts slightly. The deep breath he has taken. Tonight I am determined that nothing will spoil our first date and talking of our problems will do that.
     
    “No hiding Cassie.”
     
    “Take me home Linc and love me.”
     
    Although there is no need to ask Link twice, he does not return home straight away. Instead he takes a slow leisurely ride back to Comfort Springs, were we eventually arrive back home. Even once we are inside, Linc still refuses to rush us to the bedroom.
     
    Tonight Linc is making me feel special. My six foot plus man is treating me like a lady. On our return we had not gone straight to the bedroom. Instead, Linc guides me into the living area and pulls me into his arms. The night is silent and he quietly hums into my ear as we sway together. I asked for loving and that is what my man is