Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Backing up a bit first. Aura's in her room in Baltimore, Zachary's in his room in Glasgow. They're just a few weeks away from their rendezvous in Ireland, where they'll...solve some mysteries. And other stuff.
Forgive how raw and basic this is. This scene hasn't gone through editorial enhancements yet.
"Look," he said. "Don't think I expect us to--just because we'll have a room together doesn't mean we need to--"
"Yes, we do." I reached out to the screen to touch his lips. "I need to. With you."
"Oh." His eyelids went heavy. "Me, too.
My pulse pounded with a sudden craving for him. "I wish you were here right now."
Zachary's dark eyelashes flashed as he leaned in. "I am there right now." He lifted his hand to a spot below the camera. "Guess where I'm touching you?"
I held back a moan of frustration and gave him a wicked smile. "Here?" I fingered the top button of my pajama shirt.
He clicked his tongue. "What d'ye take me for, lass? I'll no' be groping you long-distance. Guess again."
I swept my hand over my neck. "Here?"
"You're getting warmer."
It was true--literally. I hoped he couldn't see me sweat at the thought of his hands on me.
I touched my cheek. "Here?"
"A bit warmer."
I smooshed the tip of my nose. "Here."
I let my fingers drift down an inch, brushing my parted lips. "Here?" I whispered, though it came out "Heah?" because my tongue was frozen with tension, so I couldn't make the "r."
"Aye." He touched his fingers to his own lips, then reached for the camera. I did the same on my end, and for a moment, our virtual touch-kiss blotted out our views of each other.
Then he whispered, "We'd best get to sleep now. Not that I'll be able to."
For once I thought he meant for a good reason.
"I'll see you soon."
He nodded once. "And then 'Goodnight' won't be just another word for 'Goodbye.'"