divorced several years ago. How about you? Are you with anyone?” Ben didn’t answer right away. He was envisioning Lara holding the photograph of him with Abby in his bedroom. “Ben, are you there?”
He took a deep breath and answered, “Yes, actually I married while I was in the Naval Academy, but that marriage dissolved. I was overseas a lot.”
Abby interrupted, “You mean you’re single now?”
He went on, “Actually, I met my current wife, Lara, last fall and we were married during April vacation.” Abby spoke softly, “Oh, I see.”
He sensed Abby’s disappointment. Although she didn’t say anything to make him think she was disheartened, he could tell in her voice she was hoping for a different answer. Ben continued, “Where are you living now, if I may ask?”
There was a pause and Abby spoke, “I’m in Boston, but just got offered a position in Maine and I’m thinking about taking it, even though it would be less money. I’m tired of living in the city, if you know what I mean.”
Ben laughed; Abby laughed. There was an awkward silence until he asked, “What position would that be?”
Her answer shocked him, “I’ve been offered a job at the university where you’re teaching. Hey, do you still have that old Indian motorcycle?”
Ben’s mind was swimming with possibilities – both good and bad. “I have an Indian motorcycle, but it’s a 2013 replica of the 1940’s Indian Chief.”
Abby was smiling, he could hear it in her voice, “Oh ~ that must be a sweet ride.” Ben was smiling, too, “Oh, it certainly is…”
He felt awkward and didn’t know how to end the call, but thankfully, Abby did it for him, “Well, I’m taking the job in Portland, so I’ll see you around. Maybe you can give me the campus tour when I come up Friday.”
Ben said he would and murmured goodbye.
But the thoughts in his head were only beginning. First and foremost was the fact that Lara didn’t know anything about Abby except that she was a high school friend of his. And, he wanted to keep it that way . The less Lara knew about Abby, the better. He didn’t want Lara to think anyone surpassed her in his eyes.
But on the other hand, he was curious to see Abby and how much she had changed since the last time they met. Thirteen years was a long time. He wondered if she’d had children or if she was dating anyone currently. It made him feel odd knowing she’d be working at the university and he’d be running into her at least two days a week. He wasn’t sure how this was going to go. There was nothing he hated more than uncertainty . He liked everything wrapped up in a box and put upon a shelf, including his feelings about Abby and Lara. Separate shelves.
~ Abby ~
She had no idea how difficult it would be to pick up the phone and call the university asking if Ben worked there. Her hand trembled as she used the phone. She had vacillated for days before placing the phone call to the human resource office. Abigail Roth had been tracking Lieutenant Ben Keegan since her divorce from Ross Barnaby six years ago. Ben seemed to have dropped off the edge of the earth after his Naval Academy graduation, but now she knew why: Special Warfare.
She imagined what he looked like now. Ben was always handsome with the most beautiful blue eyes she’d ever seen. And, when he kissed her, he made her want to run away with him. She pictured him now, older, in his early thirties, muscular and fit, as always. He’d be just as handsome but mature. He was one of those guys that would improve with age.
She closed her eyes and recalled running her fingers through Ben’s thick black hair after making love with him. He used to enjoy it when she did that. She still got a secret thrill remembering his French kiss. He was never sloppy like other guys. Everything Ben did was flawlessly executed with perfect precision. He was the first guy to make love to her and she relived the delightful memories over and over in her