on my cheek and he kisses me gently on the lips, but I want more. This time I kiss him deeply and he doesn’t hesitate. I find myself under him as he hovers over me. When our lips part we are both a little breathless.
“Tell me the story,” he asks, but his eyes are focused on my lips and I wet them.
But I concentrate and speak a little breathlessly. “It’s the story of two lovers, Lauren and Philip. Lauren was cursed into a wingless bird and without the sky she was dying. Philip stayed with her but he could do little to comfort her, as he was human and she, a bird. He owned all the gold in the world, and spent nearly all his wealth trying to break the curse, but it did no good. With his last few coins he orders a witch to turn him into a bird so he can be with his love. The witch did as he asked. But his presence once again gave no comfort to his love as she needed the sky. As each day on the soil she died a little more.” I pause for a breath and Nierra comes closer
“Does he save Lauren?”
“You will find out soon.” I smile “Philip had been influential as a human and his charm and power seemed to still stay with him as a bird, from everywhere they flocked to him wanting to help. So with their help he carried his beloved into the sky supported by six other birds. Her feathers grew thicker, her eyes more alert and her color more white. Philip was so happy until she started to fall, the other six birds losing their feathers, discoloring and their eyes heavy. Philip was so disheartened he had to watch his love fade yet once again. One morning he woke with an idea—he built the longest rope ever and placed several hooks in it, with the help of the others he lodged it into the sky, when the hooks sank in they pulled the sky to the ground and his lover grew healthier but other creatures who were earth bound died and God took the sky back and with it he took Philips life too, for changing what he had created, the other bird died a short time later.” I pause again and Nierra frowns.
“That’s not a love story.”
I can’t help but smile. “I’m not finished yet. One day a beautiful woman walked close to where the bird had died, her arm linked with a very handsome man, her lover, Victor. He turned to his beautiful lover and asked her if she ever missed Philip and she found herself laughing much to Victor’s confusion, she told Victor how she didn’t have the heart to leave Philip so she sent a maid to tell him that she had been cursed and transformed into a wingless creature. Victor laughed and asked Lauren if Philip had actually believed the maid and she smiled saying “Yes, yes he did.” The end.”
Nierra looks more appalled and I can’t help from laughing. “That’s a horrible story,” he declares.
“It’s only a story.”
Nierra’s face softens and he kisses the tip of my nose. “It’s a very long story for the small amount of humming you did.” He is fighting laughter.
“Maybe I added a bit to it… maybe a lot.” I laugh now and so does Nierra, I do wonder why I got so carried away with the story and then I know. I didn’t want Nierra to stop looking at me, like the way he was looking at me now.
“I would pull the sky, moon, sun and stars down for you.” His silly declaration makes me laugh. But his serious expression causes the laughter to die in my throat. “I mean it.” Nierra’s breath brushes my cheek, causing a shiver of pleasure to race through me, I don’t know what to say and words can’t express what he means to me, my lips feel so right on his, we are made for each other, he is mine and I am his.
Chapter Five
The Party
The white dress hangs from the mirror, my hands reach out to stroke it, but a firm slap across my knuckles makes me pull my hands away. My mother gives me a disapproving look. “You have no patience or manners, Bellona.” She tuts.
I glance at the three maids but they all keep their heads bowed, not
Jean-Claude Izzo, Howard Curtis