Fire - Betrayal by Amelia Grace

again.  His whole body felt electrified.  He burned his cerulean eyes into mine.  Then he carefully moved his face closer, brushing his lips over mine until I moaned, and then he kissed me deeply.  He pulled away momentarily and whispered my name, before I moved my hands to his face and kissed him again.  My head was spinning, and my knees felt weak. I had to stop before I could stand no more.
    P ulling away from the kiss, I slowly opened my eyes and looked into his. I could see the passion that he felt for me, his eyes still burning into mine.
    “Ben, hold me,” I whispered.
    He wrapped his arms tenderly around me and held me close to his body.  I could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and his breath on my hair.
    “I love you,“ he said in a low voice.
    “I love you more,“ I teased.  I heard him laugh quietly to himself.
    He released his hold on me, and then held my hand as he walked with me to the sitting room.
    We sat closely together, talking about what each had been doing while we were apart.  I filled him in on as much as I could, but did not mention the visit from the Terreans.  I was sure that I had helped them, and they were getting on with their experience of “pain and suffering”.
    Neither did I mention the black car that had been of concern to me for more than a week. I was satisfied that they were no longer interested in the fruits that they had encountered.
    Ben did not divulge much information about his time away with work, as it was complex, at times confusing . So he just gave me tidbits of information that he was happy to give me.
    The only thing that I knew about his job at Earth Sphere was, that he would go away with a team of professionals in his field, and sometimes they succeeded in their job, sometimes not.
    That night, Ben took me out to an Italian restaurant for dinner.  It was in the centre of the city and a very popular place for well-to-do people to dine.
    I wore an elegant black evening dress.  The bodice was tightly fitted, while the fluted skirt ended just above my knees, showing my legs, ankles and my gorgeous black high heeled shoes.
    We walked hand in hand into the restaurant, stopping at the entrance, greeted by the waiter.
    “I have a booking for Ben Adams,” Ben said.
    “Yes indeed sir.  And your lovely wife’s name is?” he asked.
    “ Cate,“ replied Ben, looking at me and smiling.
    “ Cate and Ben, we have your table prepared over here.  Please follow me,” instructed the waiter.
    I was seated first, and then Ben sat opposite me. The table was small and intimate, adorned with flowers and candles in the centre.
    As soon as the waiter had taken our order for some wine and left, I giggled at Ben.
    “Thank-you husband for bringing me to this fine Italian restaurant.  How did you get a booking by the way? It is always booked out for months in advance?” I stated.
    “I get what I want,” he replied smiling crookedly at me.
    We looked at the menu, discussing the finer details of the dishes, before we ordered.  When the waiter had left, Ben reached over to touch my hand.
    “Dance with me Cate,“ Ben requested.  Then he got up, still holding my hand, and walked around the table to me, his eyes connecting with mine.
    My heart started to beat very fast.  I slowly rose from the table and placed my right hand on the side of his face lovingly.  Then he led me to the dance floor.
    A small orchestra played slow romantic music as Ben took me in his arms, in the classic waltz pose.  But I wanted to be closer to him, so I brought my body closer to his, resting my head next to his.
    “You look absolutely beautiful Cate.  I’m having trouble concentrating with you dressed this way tonight.”
    “Good,” I whispered.
    “I just wish all of the men would stop looking at you.  I know what they are thinking,“ Ben said.
    “And, what would that be Ben?” I asked curiously.
    “Mmmm, the same thing that I am thinking Cate.“
    “And that would be?” I