Gael Baudino by Gossamer Axe

Author:Gossamer Axe [Axe, Gossamer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-08T16:52:17+00:00

I do not know how to praise you, O my love… The melody and the words and the emotion they expressed came back to Bill Sarah as he climbed the stairs to the bedroom. In the dark silence, he could hear Kelly’s soft breathing, and he leaned against the doorframe, listening.

He could not see her, but he knew that she lay among the sheets, her breasts, as firm as a girl’s, poking up from the white satin, her face composed and tranquil in sleep. Once, long ago, he had awakened just as the early morning light was paling the sky, and he had watched her for an hour, maybe two, wondering at this woman who had given him her life, who had vouchsafed to take his hand at the altar.

Your hair in my hands was sweet as new milk…

It could not all be gone, that sweetness of their youth, that honeyed, hot love that had turned sex into a sacrament, that had allowed him to hold her body as though his hands cupped a chalice. Somewhere, it was there to be found again… indeed, he had begun to find it already, through the music of, impossibly, a heavy-metal band.

Your lips against mine like the rich mead of kings…

Kelly stirred, groped for the light switch.

“It’s all right, darling,” Bill said quickly. “It’s just me.”

Sleep had obscured her memory of their argument. “You coming to bed?”

“In a minute. How was your meeting?” He had not the control over his voice that Christa Cruitaire had over her guitar, but he tried to put into his words something of what he had heard in her music. “I hope it went all right.”

“Yeah… it was fine. I got the contract.”

“Great.” He smiled in the darkness. “I’m… I’m proud of you, Kelly.”

She laughed sleepily. “You, Bill Sarah, are full of hot air.”

“Yeah… maybe so.” He laughed too. “But I’m still proud of you.”

“Come to bed, man.”

And when he was spooned against her body beneath the covers, he buried his face in her hair and put his arms about her.

Unlooked for, maybe forgotten, I have come to win you…

“How was the show?” she murmured.

“I can’t describe it.”

“Oh, come on.”

“No. No, really. It was… well…” He looked toward the window. In another hour, maybe there would be enough light so that he could see Kelly, so that he could watch her—just watch—for a while. “Do you remember that movie we saw way back? Polanski’s Tess of the D’Urbervilles? With that shot of Stonehenge coming up out of the mist?” She did not reply, but he went on. “It was like that. It was…”

Folded in his arms, Kelly was snoring gently. He smiled. “And I’m crazy as hell,” he whispered. “But I think I might just call them to see if they want a manager.”

He touched his lips to her hair and laid his head down on the pillow. Another hour or so, and he could watch her.

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