​   Yes Jake, it's me. Jake instantly moved forward to hug her. Sarah's eye's, now also filled with tears, glanced up the trail toward the house. Suddenly, Jake stopped his advance. Oh, he said, I'm sorry. You said you are married.
        I didn't say I was married. I said, my husband is up  the trail by the house.  Well that sounds like married to me said Jake,  now beginning to back away. There is no one by the house, I lied. I was being protective of myself. I did not know it was you. So your not married he asked? No I told him, I am not.  I never found the right person. I stayed with my mom ever since your family moved away. Well said Jake, she did a fine job raising you. That was very clever of you. I thought for sure he was up there. I wanted Jake to hug me, to hold me in his arms, but it seemed the moment had past. I thought quickly and   stepped toward him  lifting my arms gesturing him on. He again stepped forward and put his arms out and around me. Sarah he said. He held me tighter than ever. I melted in his arms. Here he was, my childhood crush holding me tight, and my name on his warm breath. I was in heaven. My emotions and  my entire body was squirming with the excitement. I had never felt like this before. Jake put his hand on the back of my head and turned my face toward his. I closed my eye's in anticipation and seconds later his lips touched mine. He was forceful and I loved it. I kissed him back passionately. I felt like a teenager being kissed for the first time. I couldn't believe it when he stopped. I didn't want it to  end. I could have stood there in his arms  forever. We should talk said Jake.
       I knew in my soul he was right. We did not even know each other. Yea we had memories, but from so long ago. Did we even like the same things. Did we want the same things in life. Slowly we walked up the path toward my house. After I opened the door, Jake looked at me. Are you sure you want me to come inside. Was he kidding? My mind was still reeling from his touch. From the feel of his lips pressed to mine. Of coarse I wanted him to come in. Come in and never leave again. Yes Jake, I am sure. Please come inside. He followed me through the door. 
        Wow Sarah, it is just like I remember it. He gazed around the room, and a picture on the shelf caught his attention. It was of both our families having dinner together. He walked closer to the picture. I remember this picture  he said. I wanted you even then.  In the picture, I was staring at him.  He looked back toward me and deep into my eyes. Could he see my love? Did he know I yearned for him all these years?  I felt flush and very warm.  Why were you staring at me he asked? I swallowed hard and  leaned close to him, put my hand behind his ear and whispered gently, I have always loved and wanted you Jake, and now, more than ever. Our arms wrapped around each other, and once more we kissed. I have never had these sensations coursing through my mind and body before, but it is everything I imagined I would feel with Jake. 
       After our embrace, Jake asked me if I would like to go to dinner. Dinner I thought? Was he crazy? Here we were meeting for the first time touching and kissing each other, and he was thinking about dinner. I can cook here I said willingly, not wanting to leave the cabin, I am a great cook. I didn't want the mood to be broken. What if it didn't come back. When he spoke it was as if he dropped a bomb. We should take this slow said Jake. I would like us to get to know each other. Yea me too I thought, that wasn't gonna happen in a restaurant. Suddenly it hit me. I was on fire with lust. I was alone and so lonely for so long, that I was desperate to feel a man. And Jake was the man.  He was right. We needed to get to know one another. Mom always told me that relationships were not built on sex.  Relationships were forged with love. The intimate knowledge of learning each others strengths and weaknesses. Mom said lust was what attracts two people, but love is what keeps them together. I remember her telling me that the initial fireworks in every relationship don't last. They are to blind us to the bad parts of the other until the love bond is stronger than the faults. Without the lustful attraction, no one would take the time to get to know each other.  Well I had enough lustful feeling for Jake to last a lifetime. Alright I said, (realizing the public arena may be a better place to become reacquainted. My bedroom would have to wait), I would love to go to dinner with you Jake.    
   My old Impala  was in the driveway. I went for the door and Jake grabbed my hand and turned me fast, face to face. His lips hit mine like lightning and his tongue pushed through and into my mouth. I almost fainted with desire. My hand came off the handle and I held him tight and kissed him back as hard as I could. My legs went weak. I wish he did this while we were still inside. I'd have given myself to him right then and there. He slowly pulled his lips from mine and looking deep into my eyes said, I love you Sarah. Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I tightened my grip even tighter if that was even possible. I looked up, I love you to Jake.
    Jake's car was parked down the road near the deer path leading through the woods and to the river. He wanted us to take his car. Okay I said, mine is old and beat up anyway. As we walked to his car I was walking on air. I couldn't believe this was really happening. When I saw his car I almost fainted again, but not from a lustful feeling this time. It was a chauffeur driven limousine. I looked at Jake. I'm rich he said smiling at me. I couldn't wrap my head around what he was saying. He was in jeans work boots and a flannel shirt.  What do you mean rich,I asked? I have done quite well in life said Jake. Everything I touch seems to turn to gold for me. Except with love. I have never found happiness. That is, I think until now.  I can give you anything your heart desires said Jake. I  have already found my fortune in life I said to him. He looked at me puzzled. You Jake. Our lips met again with more ferocity than the last time. 
   Madam, sir, said the driver holding open the car door. My eyes opened, Jake's were still closed tight, but I could see him looking at me inside. I pulled my mouth from his and squeezed his arm as I did. After you said Jake. I was never in a limo before. It was huge. There was even a small bar and a television. Where's the pool I asked. Jake looked at me. I smiled and laughed. I was just kidding. It is in my house Jake said smiling back.  Where would you like to eat asked Jake? I felt ill at ease about picking a place to eat. For me the local diner was about the nicest place I ever ate at. Mom and I went there on the first Saturday of every month as long as we had the money. You pick, I said. Jake leaned up to the driver still holding the door and whispered in his ear. The driver said very good sir, and then closed our door. He got in the drivers seat and off we went.  
           I was stunned when the driver pulled into the local diner. Jake looked at me. I have never been happier in my life he said, would this place be okay. I thought of my mom. I know she was watching over me. I mean really. He was rich, but we came here. I couldn't be happier I told him, this place is just perfect. The driver got out and began walking toward my door. Jake motioned something to him and he got back into the car. Jake got out and walked around the car. He put his hand on the handle to open the door for me, and *#WHAM#*!  A car hit Jake and the side of the limousine. He was there and then he was gone. The limo shook hard and the driver was leaning sideways unconscious. I screamed, JAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE