THE VIGGO CHRONICLES ... (Part I)

It had been so long since he'd come to see me in the ether and yet, it was as if no time had passed at all.  We picked up right where we left off ... in the library ... of my dreams.    He wasted no time ... he took my hand and led me to a corner where we could be alone.  We were hidden behind bookshelves and as we sat facing each other, cross-legged on the floor, he laced his fingers between mine and looked at me.  I felt very comfortable and completely at ease, as if I were in a deep meditative state.  This was not like the other times when I was so excited I could hardly breathe.  This time it was different.  This time HE was different.  Slowly he drew me close, his hand at the back of my neck pulling me near.  His eyes searched my face as he caressed my cheek with the back of his hand ... and then ...  the KISS.  Soft, warm, his eyes closed ... magic.  When we pulled away he looked at me with a vulnerability I'd never seen before and I knew ... the ball was in my court. 

Do I give myself away or taunt him?  Do I give in to temptation or play it smart?  I don't know!  It had been so long that I'd wanted this and ... now it was all in my hands.  I had to be careful ... so much was at stake.  My cool demeanor dissolved as I realized that I had no choice but to confront the cruel reality between us before going any further ...

"What about her?" I asked.  

"It's over" he said.

"How can I be sure of that?" 

"You can't" he said "you'll just have to trust me.  But you've been in my head for a very long time."   

Though his eyes conveyed nothing but sincerity, I was torn.  Oh God, it was useless to pretend!  I was crazy about him.  I wanted him.  I wanted him bad and I couldn't play games anymore.

(to be continued ...)