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But there was something else that made her want to wait, and it had to do with Lon himself. He was driven in his work, and it always commanded most of his attention. Work came first, and for him there was no time for poems and wasted evenings and rocking on porches. She knew this was why he was successful, and part of her respected him for that. But she also sensed it wasnt enough. She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second. Noah, too, was sifting through his thoughts. To him, the evening would be remembered as one of the most special times he had ever had. As he rocked, he remembered it all in detail, then remembered it again. Everything she had done seemed somehow electric to him, charged. Now, sitting beside her, he dered if shed ever dreamed the same things he had in the years theyd been apart. Had she ever dreamed of them holding each other again and kissing in soft moonlight Or did she go further and dream of their naked bodies, which had been kept separate for far too long . He looked to the stars and remembered the thousands of empty nights he had spent since theyd last seen each other. Seeing her again brought all those feelings to the surface, and he found it impossible to press them back down. He knew then he wanted to make love to her again and to have her love in return. It was what he needed most in the world. But he also realized it could never be. Now that she was engaged. Allie knew by his silence that he was thinking about her and found that she reveled in it. She didnt know what his thoughts were exactly, didnt care really, just knew they were about her and that was enough. She thought about their conversation at dinner and dered about loneliness. For some reason she couldnt picture him reading poetry to someone else or even sharing his dreams with another woman. He didnt seem the type. Either that, or she didnt want to believe it. She put down the tea, then ran her hands through her hair, closing her eyes as she did so. Are you tired he asked, finally breaking free from his thoughts. A little. I should really be going in a couple of minutes. I know, he said, nodding, his tone neutral. She didnt get up right away. Instead she picked up the cup and drank the last swallow of tea, feeling it warm her throat. She took the evening in. Moon higher now, d in the trees, temperature dropping. She looked at Noah next. The scar on his face was visible from the side. She dered if it had happened during the war, then dered if hed ever been wounded at all. He hadnt mentioned it and she hadnt asked, mostly because she didnt want to imagine him being hurt. I should go, she finally said, handing the quilt back to him. Noah nodded, then stood without a word. He carried the quilt, and the two of them walked to her car while fallen leaves crunched beneath their feet. She started to take off the shirt hed loaned her as he opened the door, but he stopped her.