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My Son(52)

By:Marie Kelly


On the Saturday he had suggested that she go and get ready, telling her that he had taken care of everything. Asking what to wear he had given her a small smile

“Everything is taken care of Kelly…..go up to your room”

On entering she was surprised to see a beautiful blue dress hanging on the rail of the open cupboard. The dress was classically elegant and ballerina length. After showering, putting on makeup and pulling her hair into the ornate hair clip she had put on the dress which clung perfectly to her figure. Kelly had recognised it immediately as one of Celeste’s designs and on looking in the mirror was impressed with how good she looked. It was cut high on the front but was almost backless with a jewelled band running against her shoulder and neck. Putting on the matching shoes she had moved from her room, meeting Marc as he was leaving his room, smiling at him in appreciation. Wearing a dark blue suit and light blue shirt with dark tie he looked as devastating as usual.

“Very nice” he said offering her his arm as Kelly giggling had accepted it.

“Thank you kind sir…you don’t look so bad yourself”

They were picked up by a limousine, and seated in the luxurious interior he had poured her a glass of champagne gently placing it into her fingers as she had smiled, very slowly sipping the liquid

“So where are we going” she had asked as he had chuckled telling her that it was a surprise

“Wait and see”

“Will there be food” she persisted

“I’m hungry”

Marc had sighed in exasperation

“Will you wait and see” he said again laughing down on her

Together they had been relaxed and happy, and as they drove down to the docks she had been surprised.

“Where are we” she asked her eyes showing her confusion

“Tonight we dine on the high seas” he said softly, as she had clasped her hands in front of her chest

“I love the sea”

He had chuckled “I know” before taking her hand and helping her out of the car and leading her onto the large yacht the car had stopped in front of

Kelly looked around herself in awe

“Whose is the boat” she had whispered as they reached the top of the gangplank

“erm….mine” he answered

As she looked at him in surprise “You never said you had one” she said in wonder

“You never asked” he quickly replied leading her over to a table which was beautifully laid out with silver cutlery and crystal glasses.

As they sat down a waiter had appeared with more champagne, filling their glasses. Kelly was aware of the boat slowly moving as it left the dock gently gliding its way out to sea. The day was still bright and the soft wind from the sea stirred her hair bringing a relief from the heat of the sun.

“Oh Marc, this is wonderful” she had breathed her eyes sparkling, as he had grinned back at her

“I like to make the effort”

“Now I believe you said you were hungry” he smiled giving the waiter who hung back from the table a slight nod, and soon he was placing a plate with cut melon and smoked salmon before them

Kelly had admired the dish, delicately placing the food into her mouth before half closing her eyes with admiration. This had been the first of several dishes which they had both savoured and slowly eaten; enjoying each others company and laughing at the many stories they shared.

As the meal progressed she had been slowly aware of the bright sunshine turning to a dusty grey and candles being lit around them, and as they finished their last course he had taken her hand, causing soft tremors to pass through her as he had led her to the side of the boat.

“Wait” he whispered, his head against her ear, as he had leant in against her, his closeness and the champagne she had drunk sending tremors passing through her, the need to turn and be held in his arms rising so strongly. However biting her lip so as not to spoil the evening she had stayed rooted to where she stood just as the sun had sunk down beyond the horizon, and suddenly the sky was awash with fiery orange, red and pink colours all shining within the night sky. Kelly felt all her senses tingling at the vivid show before her, suddenly aware that she was holding her breath, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her whole body rigid with complete awe.

“This is the only place to really appreciate the sunset” he had whispered against her ear, causing her to groan softly.

“It’s beautiful” she said watching until the colours became more subdued as the sun had sank lower and lower into the sea with darkness replacing the brightness of the sunset.

Sighing gently she had turned to look into his eyes, finding his already watching her.

“Now as a first date, this ranks real high on my list” she said with a small chuckle