The simplest thing for her to do would be to admit that she now remembers him telling her and to apologise for her outburst but Marlene Schofield was ...etermined to do neither.Normally at lunchtime, Henry took a half-hour break from work to have a coffee and a sandwich. He entered the kitchen to find Marlene sitting there, already with a coffee and with a face like thunder."Oh I see you are your normal happy self, " said Henry sarcastically."Fuck off, " scowled Marlene."Charming; You need to. "Make love to me," she sighed, lifting her chin and putting her lips to my neck, sucking."Eh?" I said, brilliant as usual."Swive me, you big fool, quickly." She clawed at me and dropped to her knees, pulling me down beside her, breathing hard."We ought to run," I said to her mouth before and after I kissed her."Do it, damn you, right now," she moaned arching back in my grip and then falling into the deep grass as I let her go to open my foreflap and release my quickly hardening yard."Oh yes,". I had waited so long and I need her. I was magnetically pulled closer to her face. Amazing! This is the face that I had loved for so long. I tasted the lips that eluded me for a lifetime. They tasted like a sweetness that in my 58 years of life had experienced before. I tasted them again and again. I pulled the covers away from us; I needed to see the beauty of the one that had such a hold on my heart. Time stood still. She was a sight to behold. Her blonde hair was fanned out on the pillow. She nodded slowly. "No, you couldn't have killed them, Ethan. I know you couldn't have done it."His arms tightened around her, drawing her back against him. Relief flooded through him, relief that the woman he loved believed in him, that she trusted him. "Thank you," he whispered.She let him hold her, for both their sakes, soaking up the way he felt against her, memorizing his scent, the curve of his body against hers. His heart beat against her ear, the sound reassuring and strong. Her eyes.