Post by BoandNora-SexyLove4Ever on Feb 4, 2010 3:41:23 GMT -5
Forbidden Fruit- Part 1- AU
3 months later…
It was the last day before summer ended and Nora was scheduled to return home to Chicago. She was looking out the window late at night, trying to find a way to stop the inevitable.
In these last three months she had spent every free moment she had at the stables—at first she did it just to annoy him. She knew she wasn’t any good at riding and she enjoyed the frustration in his eyes when he tried to teach her. But as time went on, the walls came down and they began to see how very much they had in common. She became his reason for trying to be a better man—he became her reason for rebelling. And after spending the last two months longing to be together and knowing they couldn’t—the thrill of it became something that turned them both on. Now here she was moping because she was going to be sent home to finish high school and get back to her life without him. And as every teenager can attest to—when you’re loosing your first love, it feels like the end of the world.
She opened the window of her room and climbed out onto the roof. So many nights she had snuck out of the house and went to meet him in some secret place. They had never done more then kiss or lay on a blanket under the stars—but it was something that was forbidden so it felt so much worse then it was. She was just about to turn in for the night when she saw him standing there with his motorcycle smiling at her. She didn’t have to be asked to know what he wanted. She climbed down the roof and went to meet him on the other side of the house. He put the helmet on her head and covered her with his jacket and then climbed on. She climbed on the back and wrapped her arms around his waist. She felt as free as the birds as they cruised down the road and away from all the obstacles that were keeping them from each other.
He parked his bike around the corner as they made their way to their secret place—another barn on the outskirts of town. He helped her climb up the latter to the hayloft and followed her. There was a blanket already in place and a basket of food. She was too young to drink but he was already breaking all sorts of rules just by bringing her there so he offered her champagne. She knew he could be considered a bad influence on her but she didn’t care. The only reason their relationship was wrong was their age—a factor that wouldn’t even be an issue if she was 18. She smiled when she drank the glass of her first taste of alcohol. And she liked it a little more then she should.
Nora: What are we toasting to?
Bo: What do you want to toast to?
Nora: It seems hard to find anything to celebrate when I have to leave tomorrow?
Bo: Then how about we just concentrate on the here and now?
Nora: I like the sound of that. To Us.
Bo: To Us.
After he showed her the fine art of dining like royalty, they were surprised to see snow coming down. Nora became so excited that they both went out into the night and allowed the snow to drench them. They built a snowman and engaged in a snowball fight. And he eventually tackled her to the ground when he caught her after she tried to run away. She was hysterical with laughter and he just stayed there looking at her… their lips only inches apart.
Bo: Has anyone ever told you that you have an infectious laugh? I could stay here forever just watching you laugh. You’re so beautiful Nora.
And that was all it took. She looked into his eyes—desire and passion reflected in them—and he looked at her with the same feelings reflected in his own. And in an almost mutual move, they started to kiss. But this time the kiss didn’t stop—it started to move to a place that they knew had the potential to get them both in some really big trouble. And neither one of them had the will power to care.
TBC
3 months later…
It was the last day before summer ended and Nora was scheduled to return home to Chicago. She was looking out the window late at night, trying to find a way to stop the inevitable.
In these last three months she had spent every free moment she had at the stables—at first she did it just to annoy him. She knew she wasn’t any good at riding and she enjoyed the frustration in his eyes when he tried to teach her. But as time went on, the walls came down and they began to see how very much they had in common. She became his reason for trying to be a better man—he became her reason for rebelling. And after spending the last two months longing to be together and knowing they couldn’t—the thrill of it became something that turned them both on. Now here she was moping because she was going to be sent home to finish high school and get back to her life without him. And as every teenager can attest to—when you’re loosing your first love, it feels like the end of the world.
She opened the window of her room and climbed out onto the roof. So many nights she had snuck out of the house and went to meet him in some secret place. They had never done more then kiss or lay on a blanket under the stars—but it was something that was forbidden so it felt so much worse then it was. She was just about to turn in for the night when she saw him standing there with his motorcycle smiling at her. She didn’t have to be asked to know what he wanted. She climbed down the roof and went to meet him on the other side of the house. He put the helmet on her head and covered her with his jacket and then climbed on. She climbed on the back and wrapped her arms around his waist. She felt as free as the birds as they cruised down the road and away from all the obstacles that were keeping them from each other.
He parked his bike around the corner as they made their way to their secret place—another barn on the outskirts of town. He helped her climb up the latter to the hayloft and followed her. There was a blanket already in place and a basket of food. She was too young to drink but he was already breaking all sorts of rules just by bringing her there so he offered her champagne. She knew he could be considered a bad influence on her but she didn’t care. The only reason their relationship was wrong was their age—a factor that wouldn’t even be an issue if she was 18. She smiled when she drank the glass of her first taste of alcohol. And she liked it a little more then she should.
Nora: What are we toasting to?
Bo: What do you want to toast to?
Nora: It seems hard to find anything to celebrate when I have to leave tomorrow?
Bo: Then how about we just concentrate on the here and now?
Nora: I like the sound of that. To Us.
Bo: To Us.
After he showed her the fine art of dining like royalty, they were surprised to see snow coming down. Nora became so excited that they both went out into the night and allowed the snow to drench them. They built a snowman and engaged in a snowball fight. And he eventually tackled her to the ground when he caught her after she tried to run away. She was hysterical with laughter and he just stayed there looking at her… their lips only inches apart.
Bo: Has anyone ever told you that you have an infectious laugh? I could stay here forever just watching you laugh. You’re so beautiful Nora.
And that was all it took. She looked into his eyes—desire and passion reflected in them—and he looked at her with the same feelings reflected in his own. And in an almost mutual move, they started to kiss. But this time the kiss didn’t stop—it started to move to a place that they knew had the potential to get them both in some really big trouble. And neither one of them had the will power to care.
TBC
