TUESDAY TALES - WORD PROMPT "GREEN"

Welcome! Thank you for stopping by. Here's another installment of FINDING LOVE IN SANTA'S WORKSHOP. For those who've been following this story, you'll find out who was behind the door today.  And you'll get a few hunky pics of what Will would look like if he had blue eyes!

 Giselle stood up, wiping her eyes with the heels of her hands before she opened the door. Will stepped in. “Bullshit!” She staggered back as if he'd hit her.

“I’m the same man. Do you want to know the truth? I’ll tell you. Then tell me you don’t want to start over.” He took her hand and pulled her into the living room. She plopped down on the sofa next to him.
“When you left, picked your job over me, I was…crushed.” He fiddled with the zipper on his jacket.
“Go on.”
“I wanted to marry you. I even bought the ring. Then, whammo! You were gone. I was...destroyed.”
“Didn’t take long for you to find someone else and marry her, Mr. Destroyed. You moved on quickly.” She pursed her lips, a bit green with envy.
He ran his hand through his hair. “How do you know? You weren’t here. Ask my parents. Ask anyone.”
“How did you end up married so soon after I left?”  
“I wouldn’t call six months so soon.”
She arched an eyebrow at him. 
“Okay, okay. I went to Homer’s on a Friday night. I got drunk, Jane got drunk –we went home together. Neither one of us remembered much the next day. We went out a few times, then she found out she was pregnant.”
“So you married her?”
“I did the right thing. It’s not like you were around anyway.”

Giselle looked down at her hands. “I never heard that story.”

“Didn’t exactly put that in the newpaper.” His brow furrowed.
“You had bought a ring for me?” She looked up at him.
“Yeah. Still have it, too.”
“You didn’t give it to Jane?” He shook his head.
“Oh.” Tears began to flow again. Will pulled a handkerchief out of his back pocket and handed it to Giselle.
“I didn’t know. I thought you’d wait. When you didn’t I was crushed, too.”
“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow.
“I cried every night for weeks and weeks when I found out you were married,” she whispered before emotion caught in her throat.
“Why did you come back?” He stared hard at her.
“I had to take care of the estate.”
“But you didn’t have to buy this little house and run Santa’s Thrift Shop. Truth.” He crossed his arms.
“It was only the estate and pressure from neighbors until Bobby told me he had no mom. Then I wondered if we could rekindle the flame.”
“When I saw you at Thanksgiving, sitting in the window at the Andrews house…”
“What?”
“I didn’t know what to think…no, that’s a lie. I knew I still loved you.”
“Why didn’t you come to me?” She put her hand on his arm.
“Hell, five years…for all I knew you’d married a sheik.”

She shook her head slowly.
“By the time I found out you were single, you were working away on your computer every night.”
“So?”
“I figured you were still married to your job…with no room for me. I couldn’t do a second rejection from you.”
“That’s why you were mean to me?”
“To drive you away. And it worked. Every time I turned around, there you were. And there I was, wanting you…more than ever. A second chance. Hell I couldn’t...”
“But you hurt me.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think you cared.”
“I did. I do.” She placed her hand on his.
“What about that crap in the car?”
“Just said it to make you mad…see if you still...”
“Why you… tryin’ to break my heart again! I ought to put you over my lap and spank you!”
“Just you try, Mister,” Giselle put up her small fists.
Will grabbed both together in one of his big hands. He pushed them up over her head while he lowered his lips to hers for a gentle kiss. Giselle pulled back.“You have a lot to make up for.” Will let go of her hands. “Stay in Pine Grove. Work at home. Let me spend the rest of my life making it up to you,” he whispered in her ear.

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