She was a lucky woman. The Creator had smiled down on her for some reason unknown to her.
Being the woman of such a man gave her significance in life. She was significant now, at least in her own eyes. It was an odd concept to realize about herself.
Maybe she'd always been significant and it had just taken this further blessing by the Creator to make known to her the truth of the matter. She'd dreamed about this man for years and now he was finally here on her boat. It was almost too good to be true.
He'd kissed her and then talked for hours and while he hadn't said in so many words that he was committed to her his actions had. She glanced around speculatively. For the most part everyone on the village platform was still asleep. Even then the two of them were almost invisible as it was from those on the platform anyway.
She glanced back to Eli. Perhaps they could take things a little deeper than just a kiss?
Her fingers went to the laces at her shoulders that held her dress-up, but she stopped and let her fingers fall away. He should be the one to instigate something deeper and not her.
She stared at him in frustrated yearning. She so wanted him!
She wanted his lips on hers again so badly she could taste it.
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"I'm not going to bite." I said with humor.
Keturah's startled eyes jerked up to mine and I smiled warmly at her as she squeaked out, "What?"
"You look like you're in desperate need of a kiss. If you want one go ahead."
Slowly her lips lowered to mine and our lips touched softly for a moment.
When she pulled back nervously I smiled at her and asked, "You've never kissed anyone before me have you?"
She got an even more embarrassed look on her face, "Is it that painfully obvious?"
I pulled her chin up, "Innocence is not a bad thing. It's a very good thing. A precious thing."
Her embarrassment died down and we stared into each other's eyes for a long moment. There was something I had to ask as my consciousness was killing me.
"How old are you Keturah?"
"Twenty-three." She responded a little defensively.
"Keturah I'm almost twice your age. It's not too late to call this off. Are you sure you want to be the wife of an older man?"
The look in her eyes was intense, "I want to be your woman and not any other man's or I wouldn't have waited! As for age what does it matter! You are not old, and even if you were I would still want to be yours! In a way I have an assurance that other women do not have."