Chapter Four Continued

Lyssa was the first to wake in the morning. The wonder of the previous night was still evident but tempered by the impending dread that this would be their last day together until...she knew they would be together again but she did not know when. When Sabrin awoke, he saw Lyssa was staring at him with a melancholy look in her face.

"What's wrong?” he asked.

"I have the end of the weekend blues," she smiled. Sabrin held Lyssa in his arms tightly.

"I got them last night. I know how you feel. I keep remembering you talking about this like it was a dream that we have to wake up from. Put me in a coma, I don't want to wake up."

She ran her hand over his chest, loving the feel of him. She inhaled his scent deeply. "No comas. You would have to be injured to be in a coma and then there would be a scene because I would be there at the hospital and Niki would not like that one little bit."

Sabrin turned his head to make eye contact. "You'd come?"

"Damn right, I'd come. Then the jig would be up and it would be all over the place what was going on, so NO COMA!"

"Okay, no coma," he smiled, flattered by her words. "But the idea of everyone knowing how much I love you does have a lot of appeal."

"Not now, Sabrin. It's enough that we know." She leaned to kiss him.

"The play doesn't start until 2:00 so we have lots of time before we have to dress," he said playfully.

"If we keep this up I'm not going to be able to walk for a week," she laughed.

"Hey, don't make me sing again," he warned.

"No, not the singing," she teased putting her hand over her ears again.

Once she could pry herself from his arms and she had caught her breath again, she went to the phone and ordered their lunch. She ordered him to the bathroom while she called. He grinned and obeyed, hoping she would not be far behind. She joined him in the shower as soon as she was ready. Sabrin kissed Lyssa as soon as she stepped into the stream of the water.

"It's hard to believe that I use to think of showers as something that should be rushed - in and out in five minutes. Now thinking of you in the shower with me produces a much different reaction," he whispered.

"I can feel that reaction now,” she said as she reached down to stroke the erection that Sabrin was already forming. They kissed long and hard before deciding to forego the soapy foreplay this time, as both were so ready for each other.

They were drying off later, and Sabrin finished first so he grabbed her and finished drying her himself.

"You only love me for the sex, don't you?" she teased, as he let the towel fall to run his hands over her body.

"I am still trying to decided that.” He pulled her against him and kissed her with growing need.

"You’ve become insatiable. We just finished-"

"We will never be finished," he interrupted her.

Laughing, she took his cheeks in her hand to bring his face to hers to kiss him.

"What am I going to do with you?" she shook her head.

"The first thing you can do with me is make love followed by a nice lunch and an afternoon play," he joked.

Lyssa laughed, "Well when you put it that way..." and she turned and ran for the bed with Sabrin following closely behind her.

It took some convincing to even get him to consider getting out of bed, but she finally did and even got him into some clothes for the first time in many hours. Sabrin seemed to turn into a nudist whenever they were together. Lunch arrived and, while he played during most of it, he did eat.

Finally, it was time to leave for the play. Their bags were packed and sitting by the door, ready for them to pick up once the play was over.

Bundled in their coats, they left the hotel hand in hand.

The theatre was far enough away that they decided to take a cab. It was a small theatre on the second floor of a historical building. The theatre sat under 300 people and it was almost a full house that afternoon. Sabrin and Lyssa found their seats. They were located twelve rows back but center stage so the view of the stage was excellent. The curtain raised twenty minutes late, which Sabrin told her, was not unusual. They stayed in their seats during the twenty-minute intermission. Sabrin had wanted to stay and talk to her so Lyssa agreed but her reasons were more on the practical side. She thought it would be better to stay in case there were people who might recognize him in the lobby area of the theatre. The play was over an hour later and both Sabrin and Lyssa had enjoyed it immensely. They waited until some of the crowd had thinned out before going outside to hail a cab to go back to the hotel.

For the short cab ride back, Lyssa rested her head on Sabrin’s shoulder. Sabrin had checked out from their suite before they left for the play. Arrangements had been made for their bags to be held until the hotel car could drive them to the airport upon their return.

This time, Lyssa’s flight was the first to board. Both checked their bags and then went to her gate to wait for her plane to board. They held each other tightly trying to not knock Sabrin’s baseball cap off in the process.

The announcement came on the speakers for passengers who needed to pre-board on Lyssa's flight. Sabrin kissed her gently on the lips.

"I love you, Lyssa. God, I miss you already. I'll call you as soon as I can," he whispered and kissed her again.

A voice came over the speakers again calling for passengers in the back rows to board.

"I love you too." The tears began to stream down Lyssa's face. Saying goodbye was even more difficult this time. They kissed again. Finally the announcement for Lyssa's section to board was made.

Sabrin held her tightly not wanting to let her go. They kissed again and then Lyssa walked towards the boarding gate. She turned to Sabrin before she went through the gate door, kissed her fingers and waved to him.

Sabrin’s shoulders sagged as soon as she was out of sight. He had to resist the incredible urge to run down and beg her to come home with him.

"Talk about National Enquirer," he mused, mournfully. He began the long walk to his own gate alone.

Very alone.

Sabrin got home very late, so he was shocked to see Niki awake when he came in the house. She even kissed him and gave him a warm hug once he had put down his bags.

“We need to talk," she told him carefully. She took his hand and led him to the living room.

~ This cannot be good, ~ Sabrin decided.

Niki was not one to beat around the bush when she wanted to give him news. He was having difficulty in reading her expression though. The combination of his longing for Lyssa and the long flight were affecting him greatly.

"Sabrin, I know we decided that we didn't want to have children but that was such a long time ago," she began.

Sabrin looked at her blankly.

"A lot has changed since then," she continued.

"Niki, what are you trying to say?" he asked almost in a panic.

"New Year's Eve was pretty incredible. We haven't gone at it like that in years and well, I think I might be pregnant."

Sabrin felt as though someone had siphoned all of the warmth out of his body. This could not be happening. He did not want children. Not now and certainly not with Niki. She was reaching over to take his hand and pull him closer, but he could not be the actor now and feign compassion. He was angry. He was not in love with this woman. He was not sure if he ever had been at this point. Sabrin Berry rose from his couch and looked down at Niki, his expression harsh.

“I’m going to bed in the guest room. Good night, Niki.”

“Sabrin, wait. Shouldn’t we talk about this?” She got to her feet and came after him.

“Bring me that little colored stick. Then we will talk.” This said, he collected his bags and left her.

Sabrin stared at the ceiling of the guest room for hours. Children had never been in his plans. Even if things had been okay with Niki, the idea of being a father at his age was not something he wanted. But things were not okay with Niki. He did not want to be with her. He wanted to be with Lyssa. ~ Lyssa! What am I going to do? I can't tell Lyssa about this or she'll end our relationship. ~ He finally fell asleep, completely exhausted.

It was almost noon when Sabrin came out of the guest room. He went to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. Niki was in the living room but he did not acknowledge her. She came into the kitchen after him.

"Sabrin, I don't understand. I thought you’d be happy."

"Happy!?" He sounded incredulous. "You know I don't want to have children, Niki!” ~ Especially not now! ~ “When did you do the test?"

"I haven't. I missed my period and can feel things happening to my body,” she replied.

"You drop a bombshell like this on me and you haven't done a test! Make an appointment with your doctor. When you get the results, we'll talk. Meanwhile, I'll be staying in the guest room." With that he got up from the table and headed out the door. He needed to go for a walk.

Sabrin grabbed a coat and his keys and headed for the door. Giving it a second thought, he grabbed his cell phone. He was a block from his house before he was calm enough to dial up Paul.

“Fate or Murphy has it in for you, my friend,” Paul commented once he had been brought up to date.

“You could say that. I can’t believe it. Niki knows how unhappy I am. I wouldn’t put it past her to have planned this to keep me. But then she’s never wanted kids before. She always seemed to find the idea of motherhood distasteful.”

“How do you find it?” Paul asked.

“Poorly timed. I want out. I don’t want her more deeply entrenched.”

“Why don’t we get together Tuesday, Sabrin. We can have dinner, a few beers and talk. Did you ever find your mysterious lady friend?”

“I was with her all weekend,” Sabrin admitted.

"I see. It looks like we'll have a lot to talk about tomorrow. I'll meet you at the Elephant & Castle then at 7:00 unless...I could cancel this dinner and meet you now," Paul offered.

"Tomorrow's fine. I'll be okay," Sabrin replied. The two friends hung up and Sabrin continued his walk. Lyssa, he needed to talk to Lyssa. He hoped he would not fall apart while talking to her.

There was no way he was going to say what was happening with Niki, at least not until they knew something for sure. He dialed her number but got her voicemail. ~ Damn time difference. It's only mid-afternoon there. She'll still be a work. ~ He left Lyssa a message saying he would try to call back that evening.

Lyssa was distracted all day. She had checks to print, get signed and mail out. She had checks to deposit too. Money in, money out. She tried to focus on what she was doing, but a certain man’s handsome face kept invading her thoughts. During lunch she gave in to temptation, googling his name to pull up some pictures of him. This was great until she came across some pictures of Sabrin with Niki. He was smiling and had his arm around her waist. Lyssa felt her stomach turn to ice. Was this a huge mistake? Was he happy with this woman and Lyssa was invading where she did not belong?

Lyssa’s drive home was long and lonely. The fact Lyssa’s voicemail indicated she had messages was not surprising. Sonny was desperate for an update on her weekend with Sabrin. Listening to her messages using her phone’s speaker, Lyssa laughed as he went on and on about “did he do this or that?” She was grinning brightly when she hit the number pad to listen to the second message.

“Lyssa? Sorry, I forgot you’d be a work. Life of an actor, I forget about 9-5. I miss you. I’ll call you tonight, okay?” There was a click and that was all. Lyssa tapped the necessary number pads on her phone to listen to that one again. Sabrin sounded off. There was something wrong.

Lyssa tried to follow her normal evening routine however her mind kept coming back to the message Sabrin left. Each time the phone rang she would jump and run to the phone. So far her mother, her friend Anna and some telemarketer had called. She got them off the phone as quickly as possible and continued to wait for Sabrin’s call. She made herself a light dinner and ate as much as she could but her stomach was churning. The evening seemed to be dragging on forever so she finally decided to get ready for bed. Lyssa had just lain down with a book when the phone rang. She grabbed the receiver off the phone next to her bed.

"Hello?"

"Lyssa, it's so good to hear your voice. I'm sorry I couldn't call earlier but I was just able to get out of the house. I miss you."

“I miss you too. What’s going on? Are you okay?” Lyssa could not keep the worry out of her voice. He sounded breathless and out of sorts.

“I-I just miss you. Terribly.”

“There’s more to it than that. What’s wrong?” She was not convinced at all and Sabrin was beginning to panic. He could not tell her. She would end it. He knew she would. He needed her too much to lose.

“I just wish you were here. I wanted to see you so badly before we finally got together. I think it’s just coming back to me how hard it is to believe that I found you. Don’t leave me forever again. Please.” He spoke so softly and slowly. A hint of his Arizona accent could be heard in his voice. Lyssa had only noticed this one other time. When he had been begging her to tell him her name before.

"I won't leave you. Sabrin, I love you. There's something more than missing me to this, isn't there."

Sabrin was silent.

"When you're ready to tell me, I'll be here to listen. Okay?"

"Okay. Lyssa, I love you. Always remember that I love you."

Lyssa was still worried about Sabrin but decided not to push him.

"Where are you?" she asked.

"I've gone for a walk. I needed to get out of the house. Get some air."

“Does she know?” Lyssa could not stop the words. They just tumbled out of her mouth.

“No, I don’t think so. I didn’t want to worry you, Lyssa. I just needed to hear your voice. Make sure you were safe. What are you wearing?” He wanted to change the subject.

“Wearing?” His abrupt left turn threw her off. She looked down at her flannel pajamas and tried not to laugh. “I’m wearing a purple silk nightgown that is backless and slits up the left side all the way to my upper thigh.” She lied.

“Have you ever been a phone sex operator? You could do it. Just that and I’m getting hard.”

"Oh my! You are insatiable."

"Only for you, my love, only for you. Where are you in your condo?"

She did not have to lie this time. "I'm lying on my bed. The silk sheets are so soft against my skin."

"Go on," he urged.

"Sabrin, I can't. What if someone sees you walking around with an erection or worse."

Sabrin had arrived back at the house and saw there were no lights on. He talked quietly to Lyssa as he headed to the guest room.

"Don't worry. I'm back in the house now. I'm alone."

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"I'm in one of the other bedrooms. The lights are out in the other bedroom and I have the door locked. I'm alone, honey - I mean, Lyssa."

Lyssa let it pass, she knew which way he meant that one. She could tell from the changes in the clarity of his voice that he was undressing as he talked to her.

She waited a few moments before asking, "Are you lying down, Sabrin. I want you to lie down and close your eyes."

How did she do that? Just the sound of her voice was making him almost crazy he wanted her so badly.

"It's so quiet and secluded on the beach. The sand is tickling my toes as we walk along the shore. The moon reflecting off the water is the only light. And the breeze...aaah the breeze feels so good in this heat. You're holding me in your arms. I can feel your desire for me in your touch and your kisses. Oooh your kisses are so hot. You want me Sabrin so badly."

"Beach?" came Sabrin’s near breathless reply.

"You can see it, can't you? Your hand is moving up my thigh. You find my panties and your need is so great, you rip them away. I gasp, but you don't even pause. I can feel you inside me. Hard and hot. We hear voices in the distance. They’re coming closer."

"We have to stop?" He sounded lost and broken hearted.

"No, I don't want you to stop. I want you buried deep inside me. I can feel you. I move with you. Pulling you deeper and deeper. The voices are louder, but we don't care. I need you. I have to feel you cum inside me. Your mouth is hard on mine. Your thrusts are faster now. The voices are even closer, but you are faster and deeper. Harder! Faster! Deeper!"

Lyssa heard him take in a deep breath and hold it.

"They can see us. They know we’re making love. But you are so near you can't stop. You’re blind with need. Cum for me, Sabrin. My lover, cum!"

Lyssa could hear Sabrin gasp. She knew that sound so well. He had cum for her.

"I love you, Lyssa."

"I know, my love, I know," she replied softly. "Get some sleep now. It will help you feel better."

"The only thing that would make me feel better is having you in my arms."

They talked for a few minutes more when Sabrin’s phone started to beep. He needed to recharge the battery of his cell. They had finished saying good night to each other just as the battery to Sabrin’s phone went dead.