Secrets on Ice (closed for StFornicate)

[summergal21]

Evangeline was sure her life was now perfect.

If you were to ask anyone that knew her, they would say that her life has always been perfect.

She was blessed with good genes that gave her long legs that made her height to 5’6”. Hazel eyes that would sparkle in the sunlight. Dirty blonde hair that mimicked light brown but showed their true color of golden sunlight in the sun.

Evangeline was the youngest and the only girl in the family, other than her mother, as she had two older brothers, Michael and Andrew, that liked to remind the world that she was their precious little sister. She grew up playing in the mud, running around with her older brothers but her mother wanted her only daughter to at act more womanly as her body would slowly become more feminine.

So her mother enrolled Evangeline in ballet, tap and jazz lessons but they never stuck with Evangeline. The only thing that did was figure skating.

The moment 7 year old Evangeline walked on the ice, even if it was in her brother’s old ice hockey gear, she fell in love with it. And soon every waking moment was on the ice.

By the time Evangeline’s body had turned into a woman and her breasts had filled into a full C36, she had competed at Nationals and had a wall full of trophies and medals. She never had the dream of going to the Olympics, she knew that she was never that good. She loved figure skating, but it wasn’t her career, it wasn’t her life.

No, instead she had aspirations of going to college and attending medical school. She wanted to become a doctor, she wanted to save lives.

But it wasn’t her parents that always showered her with love, her older brothers that always protected her, her picture perfect report cards, her nickname “ice princess”, that made everyone in high school think that she had the picture perfect life…

It was her relationship with her boyfriend…

Tommy…

They were the epitome of young love. They both grew up together, their family were close friends. Her older brothers even coached Tommy in sports. If it wasn’t for the fact that Evangeline’s brothers knew Tommy since he was in diapers they would have most likely made Tommy’s life a living hell the moment Tommy laid his lips on Evangeline’s.

But her brothers knew the most embarassing secrets of Tommy and had scared him well enough that Tommy knew that if he hurt Evangeline they would both hurt Tommy both physically and emotionally that he would never see the light of day.

It wasn’t until Tommy and Evangeline were in high school that they actually noticed each other. And on a fateful summer night they finally kissed which sealed the deal for them to become high school sweethearts.

They were inseparable, wherever she was, he was. If she had 6 am figure skating practices at the rink, he was there at her house to pick her up at 5:30 in the morning. If she needed someone to drive her to a competition across state lines, then he would be the first one to offer a lift. If her weekend nights were filled with homework and studying, then his weekend nights were at home studying with her. He was her number one fan.

And she thanked him by any way she could, he was the first person to see her womanly body naked, he was the first person she pleasured orally, the first person she opened her thighs to, the person she gave her virtue to, as she thought he would be the man she would marry. And everyone, including both of their respective parents thought they would get married.

But at the end of high school when college acceptance letters came around, Evangeline got accepted to her dream school. But her dream school was out of state, away from home, away from Tommy. The two promised to stay together, he even gave her a promise ring and pledged her his love to her…

But that all changed after her freshman year of college. Even with email, online chatting, and frequent trips back home, their long distance relationship proved to be difficult. On top of that Evangeline made the decision of studying abroad in Europe during her sophomore year. Tommy and Evangeline made the decision of ending their relationship, at least for the time being.

Studying abroad in Europe proved to be more than just an eye-opening experience for the collegiate girl. She found herself falling for more frogs than princes than she would like to admit, but she fell in love with the city of Paris and made it her goal to go back there right after graduation.

Instead of attending medical school after graduating from college, as her family had assumed she would, Evangeline found herself in France teaching English. She was first assigned to teach in Gradignan a suburb outside of the wine country, Bordeaux where she fell in love with her Prince Charming, Pierre.

Pierre was the son of a wealthy vineyard owner in Bordeaux and someone she had first met when she was studying abroad during her college year. The two were friends, flirted and might have shared a drunken kiss or two but Evangeline never took the handsome 6’2”, dirty blonde hair with blue eyes, chiseled body with years of polo and sailing seriously as possible boyfriend material. But when the two bumped into each other at a cocktail party that the American Presence Post of Bordeaux was hosting, it seemed more than just fate and their fairy tale romance commenced.

Soon, dinner dates after work became sleepovers at Evangeline’s small tiny studio, to being the date to fancy dinners, spending the night at Pierre’s fancy apartment, spending the weekend at Pierre’s family’s vineyard and soon the two became inseparable.

When Evangeline’s one year of teaching English at Gradignan was up, she extended it for another year but this time in Paris as it was her dream to live in Paris. And since he was her Prince Charming, he went along with her and the two lived what Evangeline could only describe as her year of perfection in Paris.

Not only was she enjoying her life as the girlfriend of a handsome wealthy vineyard owner but soon enough that title soon changed to Mrs. Candelon. When her stint as an English teacher in Paris ended the two holidayed around the southeastern part of France and found themselves in the picturesque hillside town of Saint-Paul de Vence.

Pierre had already proposed to her at the beginning of the trip with an exquisite diamond ring from the French jeweler Cartier. Now Evangeline’s ring finger was decorated by a 3 carat emerald cut diamond surrounded by a diamond band.

When the two stumbled upon the small quaint church in Saint-Paul de Vence, with the colorful stained glass windows shining through with the sunrise during their morning stroll of the city, it all seemed perfect and the two got married on the spot.

Within being two years in France, Evangeline had become Mrs. Evangeline Candelon and had not once been back home to the USA, much to her parents dismay. But that was all to change come Christmas time. For the first time since she left home to what was supposed to be only a year of teaching English in France, she was going back home to spend the holidays with her family and introduce them to her husband, Pierre.

Little did she know her life was all about to change…again.

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy O'Brien had always known that Evangeline was too good for him. Maybe that was why he had fallen so hopelessly, completely in love with her in the way that only a teenage boy could. Maybe she just didn't know that there were better guys out there. But he had adored her, cared for her, loved her with all his heart and did everything he could for her.

Because he knew, deep down, that this was as good as it would get. He may not have been very book-smart, struggling to make the grades to even stay on his high school hockey team, but he could read the writing on the wall. Evangeline was destined for great things, greater than him. When high school was over, she would be going off to college, and as for him...

He'd be joining the union and going to work.

He held no delusions of playing hockey professionally. He knew his place in that sport was late-night men's leagues and watching the pros from a barstool.

He knew, as he waved goodbye to her, after helping to load her things in the back of the family mini-van to send her off to college, that he'd already lost her.

He tried to be happy for her. He knew it was for the best. He let her drift away into her own world, a world that was alien to him but right where she belonged... And he went to work.

He started as an apprentice. Pipefitting was the family trade, and he would be carrying on the tradition. He took to welding, and quickly mastered it, passing his tests and at 20 years old, just a year and some change into his apprenticeship, was welding pipe at a big power plant project; journeyman's work, and so he was earning himself journeyman's wages.

He did his best to learn everything he could about the trade. He grew into a damn fine mechanic, and was able to find steady work. When the power plant was finished, he wound up on the road, three to five months at a time, working seven days a week, twelve hours a day, raking in overtime pay as much as he could and banking it. It was dirty work, and sometimes dangerous, but he was good at it and it was turning into a good career.

Girlfriends never lasted long for him; it was apparent he was still hung up on Evangeline. He could never let her go. So when he got word that Evangeline was returning home, for Christmas, he had to go.

Tommy called the foreman and told him he was headed home for a family emergency. A small lie, perhaps, but Evangeline's family may as well have been his family, as close as they were. If they hadn't been lovers, he would have seen her as a sister.

So he headed back home...

 

[StFornicate]

Christmas was certainly in the air, and everywhere else. Decorations filled storefront windows, advertisements were all over the radio, and there seemed to be a Christmas tree lot every few blocks as Tommy drove through the city.

He hadn't told anyone he was coming. He was fixing to surprise his family, and Evangeline's, by showing up at their annual Christmas gathering at O'Malley's Pub.

He had to admit, he was nervous. He hadn't seen Evangeline since he's helped her pack her bags and watched her drive off into the sunset. The few times she had been back home from college, he had been working out of town and hadn't made it back to see her.

Part of him thought this was a mistake. Surely she was happy, happier, without him in her life. He had always known she could do better than him. But... good God did he want her back. Maybe it was selfish of him. She undoubtedly had a wonderful, beautiful life, all figured out and doing just great.

He shook his head as he parked his truck. If he truly loved her, then he had to just let her go, right?

God he hoped not.

He got out and ruffled his short, dark hair, took a deep breath, and headed inside...

The place was packed with extended family and some friends. There were smiles and handshakes for Tommy every few feet. People were happy to see him, and word spread through the bar quick. Tommy spotted Evangeline across the way within moments. Her golden hair shone like a beacon in the dark. Without a second thought, he began making his way towards her.

He came up behind her. His hand found her elbow. "Lina..." he said.



Tommy
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Evangeline
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[summergal21]

O’Malley’s Pub.

Evangeline remembered coming here with her family and friends way back when. Nothing about it seemed different. The whiskey, the vodka, the brandy, even the tequila that lined the bar hadn’t changed all these years.Evangeline smiled as she remembered coaxing the bartender over the years with flirtatious smiles and looks to serve her, “under the table” so she could become a connoisseur of alcoholic drinks.

The people that greeted Evangeline as she and her family entered the pub were the same as well. They were all elated to see their hometown “Ice Princess” back from Europe with her French Prince Charming. Her mother had made sure to tell everyone about how she was disappointed that her only daughter had eloped and everyone kept on asking if she was with child. Evangeline made sure to squash any rumors of her possibly being pregnant by quickly ordering a jagerbomb but that order was quickly given a disapproving look by Pierre.

Evangeline introduced her family and friends to Pierre who were all happy to see their Evangeline happily married. They all expected her to go to medical school and marry Tommy, but no one said anything about that. They all smiled, oohed and ahhhhed when it was mentioned that Pierre’s family owned a winery in Bordeaux, several houses and condos around in Europe, that his family owned a chateaux that almost rivaled Versailles,and that the last several months all Evangeline was up to was living in said chateaux attending fancy galas & fundraisers and learning the ropes in becoming a Candelon.

She could tell that Pierre felt out of place at O’Malley’s and he was itching to leave. He had recently quit smoking to please his American wife and was curbing his desire to smoke by chewing on gum. He was about to cave into his desire when Evangeline’s brothers practically pulled his arm to play pool with them.

That was when she heard that familiar voice call her name, the only way that one person did, making her heart skip a beat,

“Lina.”

She knew instantly who it was.

Tommy.

She had already greeted Tommy’s parents and even his younger brother but they had all told her that Tommy was off at work and had no plan coming back home for the holidays. It had been years since they last saw each other or even spoke, but Evangeline had hopes to see her first love. Not because she still missed him, perhaps she wanted to show him that she had found “the one”. She had no desire to make him jealous, no that would be wrong.

She assumed Tommy had found someone else as well. Tommy was handsome in his own right and most importantly loyal. For the longest time she thought she would be Mrs. Evangeline O’Brien. However as her engagement ring and wedding ring would state she was now Mrs. Evangeline Candelon.

Nevertheless as Tommy approached her she instinctively hid her engagement ring and wedding band by pulling down on her red long sleeved cashmere sweater dress. She quickly turned around and with a big smile, showing the little dimple on just her right cheek, she greeted her first love.

“Tommy! I…you’re…what are you…how are you?”

She stumbled her words, she wished she could just blame it on the drink she had earlier, but that wasn’t the case she didn’t expect to see Tommy, she didn’t expect her heart to skip a beat with him just saying her name.

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy had been rehearsing this moment in his mind for years. That moment when he would finally see his Evangeline again. O'Malley's Pub seemed to be as good a place as any for their reunion to take place; after all, how many times had they snuck over here late at night when they were supposed to be studying? Hiding out back sipping drinks that Tommy's cousin, Hank, the bartender, would sneak out to them?

“Tommy! I…you’re…what are you…how are you?” she said, turning to him when he called to her, when he touched her...

And he was just as much at a loss for words! Her beauty was greater than he remembered, indeed, greater than he had dared to even imagine. She had grown from a teenage girl into a luscious young woman. Her body had filled out just a bit from what he remembered, and in all the right places.

"I, uh, I'm good, now, finally..." he said, so many words trying to tumble out of his mouth all at once. "God damn it, you look great," he said, smiling that soft grin at her, stepping back just a bit, his other hand finding her other arm. He looked her up and down. "Seriously," he said, and then pulled her in and hugged her tightly to his firm chest!

He didn't see, or feel, or was even remotely aware of, the jealous, protective eyes of Evangeline's husband Pierre on him from across the bar. Over at the pool table, Evangeline's brother Andrew, the younger of her two older brothers, nudged Pierre with his elbow.

"Hey dude, nothing to worry about there. That's just her ex. From high school. They were together forever." Andrew smirked and looked over at his older brother Michael, who just rolled his eyes and took the next shot in their game of 8-Ball.

Pierre turned to the brothers, a barely concealed scowl growing across his face. "Sure, dude," the Frenchman said, practically with a grimace.

"I mean, that was a long time ago," Andrew continued. "I'm sure there's nothing between them anymore."

Back at the bar, Tommy released Evangeline, and called for the bartender. "Hank! Over here! A Budweiser for me, and whatever the Ice Princess wants!"

 

[summergal21]

Evangeline felt her body wrapped in the warmth and coziness of her memories with Tommy. He looked exactly the same as she remembered. Still the same brown eyes that she spent so many hours looking in and day dreaming about, the same smirk that always let her know that he wasn’t just the sweet boy that her parents adored, the same firm chest she spent hours laying upon…

It seemed as if nothing about the two had changed when in fact everything had changed.

They weren’t together anymore.

She wasn’t his girlfriend.

He wasn’t her boyfriend.

She was married.

She was married to her Prince Charming. Pierre was everything and more Evangeline had ever wanted in a man. He was charming, he was handsome, he loved her, he cared for her and most importantly he wanted to marry her. She had never questioned her decision to marry Pierre.

Until now…

She still made sure to keep her engagement ring and wedding ring hidden, an act she still had no reasonable explanation.

"Hank! Over here! A Budweiser for me, and whatever the Ice Princess wants!"

Ice Princess… the nickname brought a smile to Evangeline’s face.

“I would like…” Evangeline started to say, but then she remembered the disapproving glare she got from Pierre when she ordered a jagerbomb.

“I’ve already had a drink, I’m alright.” Evangeline said with a smile as she gently bit her bottom lip, she hoped Tommy didn’t notice her biting her lip as that was one of her tells, that something was not right…

 

[StFornicate]

Sometimes, all it took was one little thing to bring back a rush of memories. One of the reasons Tommy had been happy to start traveling for work was that everywhere he looked in this town, there was something that reminded him of Evangeline.

On the road, in different towns, with different people, there were no such distractions; he could focus on his work, on earning his keep, on trying to move on with his life.

Lina's pearly white teeth, sucking in that full bottom lip just a touch, was more than enough to elicit a flood of memories. No one else would ever notice it, but he knew, even though she had hardly hesitated to turn down the offer of a drink, she wanted the drink but something was keeping her from it. He didn't know what that could be, though.

Hank set the Budweiser down in front of Tommy, and Tommy slid a twenty-dollar bill across the bar. "And a couple of Jaegerbombs, Hank," Tommy said, knowing full well of Lina's preference for them, a request to which Hank was happy to comply, and within moments the drinks were set out before them. Tommy took a swig of his beer, his eyes twinkling as he looked again at Evangeline.

"C'mon, you know I can't stand these things," he said with a smirk, scooping up the 'bombs and holding one out for her, unaware of the Frenchman glaring daggers into his back from across the bar...

 

[summergal21]

Evangeline scoffed, when she was younger she would drink jägerbombs not for the taste but for the thrill. When she was still with Tommy all those years back she always started her drinking with a jägerbomb, but not anymore. Her partying days were long gone...

*She pressed her lips together and playfully shook her head, "Actually I don't really like these anymore... And I already had one...so..." Evangeline said carefully. She felt rude in rejecting the drink Tommy had just bought for her and Hank had just made for her, she was conflicted. She knew that Pierre would figure out she had a second drink, he figured things out easily or more so she was an open book.

Although Evangeline was good at keeping secrets, she was not someone that could lie to others, especially people she loved. Her heart was pure as the first snow of the winter. Which made it difficult for her to sneak out of the house to see Tommy past her curfew many moons ago, but that was only at the beginning. She loved Tommy too much not to see him.

Evangeline knew Pierre would be unhappy of her drinking again and since she would be going home with Pierre and not Tommy she had to stick to her decision…

“I’m really sorry…I…Hank, here…you should have it!” Evangeline said with a big smile, joyful that the drink didn’t go to waste. If Hank were to decline it, she was sure one of her brothers would be more than happy to drink it for her.

“Anyway, Tommy…so…tell me how have you been?” Evangeline quickly asked, trying to keep the topic of conversation away from her as long as possible as she didn’t want to tell him that she was…married.

 

[StFornicate]

Hank was happy to down the shot; he was in a festive mood, after all, as was just about everyone in the pub. Tommy regarded Lina with a bit of curiosity. She had changed, and he wasn't sure what to make of it. He smiled at her, and down the shot in his own hand with a barely contained grimace, and quickly washed it down with his beer.

He could see the conflict raging behind her eyes, but he knew better than to push. His heart thumped hard in his chest. He had so much he wanted to tell her!

She was asking how he'd been. "Uhh, I've been good," he said. "Doing pretty much what you'd expect, I guess. Joined the union, got pretty good at the work, I've been working out of town on power plant jobs." He smirked. "I know it's not quite as glamorous as galivanting across Europe," he said, a playful jab, "but it seems to be working out for me."

He took another drink from his beer, nearly draining it. He didn't remember being quite this thirsty, but the pub was loud and full of good energy, and here was his Lina, finally, right before him!

Tommy knew she had changed; he had changed too, it was to be expected from all the years that had passed. She held herself a bit differently. He couldn't quite place it. Perhaps his working-class eyes just didn't recognize the designer clothes she wore. Perhaps it never occurred to him that she could have a man in her life that wasn't him.

All this was about to come crashing down around him in mere moments. He finished his beer and set the empty bottle on the bar.

"Lina, listen, I don't know how long you're here for, or what your life is like now, all I know is that I have missed you, something fierce..."

He reached out to her, grasping her hands in his... and discovered her wedding ring.

"Jesus, look at that rock..." he said, almost a whisper to himself, his eyes going wide as he saw the large, sparkling diamond on her finger.

And then there was a voice behind him.

"Evangeline. It is time to go. Maintenant, allonz-y! "

Tommy turned around. "Whoa, hey buddy, nobody talks to Lina like that," he said, a fist balling up defensively...

 

[summergal21]

Evangeline panicked.

Tommy was never violent with her, he would never harm a woman and especially someone he cared about but she knew what he was capable of. He played ice hockey for many years and he knew how to fight, he knew how to cause injury. She knew that Tommy would do anything if he thought a guy was crossing the line with Evangeline.

“No, Tommy please…” Evangeline said as she quickly took her hand and placed it over Tommy’s fist. Although it was brief, having her hand on Tommy’s hand felt natural, there was no awkwardness about it, even though the situation was uncomfortable. She saw the glare from Pierre and quickly took her hand away from Tommy’s fist.

“This is my husband…Pierre…” Evangeline quickly said with a smile, trying to ease the tension. She knew by now people were staring at the trio and she was mortified, she felt her cheeks burning red. If only she had told Tommy that she was married in the first place, then they wouldn’t have caused all this commotion. She wondered what Tommy was thinking, seconds before he had just seen her engagement and wedding ring Evangeline was sure he mentioned something about missing her and although she was scared to admit it, she missed Tommy too. But there was her husband, Pierre who was currently standing right in front of the two.

Evangeline knew that Pierre was upset, possibly even mad. He rarely called her, ‘Evangeline’, usually he called her ‘Angeline’.

“Pierre…this is Tommy. Tommy is a an old friend…” Evangeline quickly said as she stood up. She looked into Pierre’s eyes, trying her best to gage his thoughts. Unlike Evangeline who was an open book, he was not always easy to read.

Pierre seemed to be scowling, his hands were in his dark denim pants and he had no interest in meeting Evangeline’s “old friend” who he knew was more than just an “old friend.” He wanted to know more about their relationship, but not now…now it was time for him and his bride to leave.

Evangeline said as she was now standing next to Pierre, she glanced at Tommy and then back to Pierre. The last thing she wanted was Pierre to be angry with her, he was well versed in the art of the cold shoulder and she did not want that from her husband.

So Evangeline carefully placed her right hand on Pierre’s toned stomach, her left hand wrapped around his body, trying to pry out his own left hand from his pocket. “Mon chouchou…” Evangeline said in an endearing tone to Pierre.

Pierre then gently scoffed, and then in one motion cupped Evangeline’s face and placed an affectionate kiss on her red stained lips. Making sure Tommy and everyone at the bar knew that Evangeline belonged to him and not anyone else…

Evangeline was surprised at the kiss, and for a second she hesitated as she didn’t want to kiss in front of Tommy, the person she had her first kiss with, the person who taught her everything when it came to love…to passion…but there she was her lips locked with her husband’s. She waited till Pierre ended the kiss as he was the one that initiated it and once she felt his lips leave she quickly glanced at Tommy, biting her lips hard as she wondered if Tommy would ever speak to her again…

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy's heart sunk as Lina explained to him that this man with the foreign accent was, in fact, her husband.

And to add insult to injury, he kissed her, deeply, right in front of him! As if he were marking his territory! Tommy's blood boiled even as his resolve sank, and he found himself at a loss for words.

"It's time to go. Now," Pierre said, delivering a piercing, demeaning glare to Tommy as he did. Tommy's eyes narrowed, but he knew better than to push here. Lina had married the man for a reason, he knew; she was happy with him. She loved him. Tommy wasn't a part of her life anymore.

She had moved on, and, honestly, he hadn't.

He was pulling her away now. Tommy's eyes locked with Lina's... she was trying to tell him something, but the words didn't come. Tommy turned away.

"Bartender! Another beer!" he called out, and sank into an empty barstool.

*****

"An old friend, hmm?" Pierre said derisively as he opened the Audi's passenger door for Evangeline. He let her get in and slammed the door shut behind her, and a moment later was getting in the driver's side.

"I didn't think we were here to get reacquainted with your old lovers," he sneered, keying the engine. He shook his head as he pulled out of the parking lot, and looked around the neighborhood. "This is where you grew up? You expect me to stay the night in one of these miserable shacks? What is wrong with you?"

*****

Lina's brother Andrew made his way over to Tommy after a little while, and slid into the empty barstool next to him. "Sorry that went down like that, T," he said.

"I shoulda seen it coming," Tommy replied, draining another beer.

"Hey," he said, scribbling on a napkin and sliding it across the bartop to Tommy. "You didn't get this from me, okay?" he said, and stood up and headed back to his pool game. Tommy looked at the napkin. Lina's cell phone number...

 

[summergal21]

Evangeline sat uncomfortably in the leather seat of their rental car, she glanced at Pierre who was now quiet.

Evangeline had entered the address of her parent’s house into the car’s GPS, yet she still offered Pierre verbal directions. But every time Evangeline spoke, Pierre glared at her. Evangeline knew Pierre’s frustration were not without merit, she did border on the line of flirtation with her ex-boyfriend from high school, but she did think that he was overreacting…just a bit.

Evangeline glanced outside of the car window and studied the streets that she grew up in. They were some new buildings here and there but majority of it was the same. The only thing that seemed to have changed since her last visit to home was her martial status…she was now a married woman, married to a man currently ignoring her and with the impression that her city was full of “miserable shacks.”

Once the car came to a stop Pierre glanced at the house in front them. It was modest and perhaps a “miserable shack” compared to the mansion Pierre had grown up in and the place the two had called home the past several months. But it was home to Evangeline, the outside brick that lined their house, the grey colored rooftop, the blinds that covered their windows, and a wreath hung on their door to welcome the holiday season. She gave a big welcoming smile to Pierre, in hopes that he would say something positive about her house, the house she had grown up in.

“C’est ca?” Pierre said with a scoff.

Evangeline nodded her head, “Yes, c’est ma maison. I know its nothing compared to your house, but this is where I grew up…” She said with another big smile.

Pierre glanced at Evangeline, he could tell that she never had the intention to cross any inconspicuous line with Tommy nor cause any harm to their marriage. Pierre knew his wife didn’t have a malicious bone in her body, she was pure, almost too pure bordering into the land of naivety.

He knew that his anger was misdirected at her, but he could not let go of the fact that he was jealous of the history that Evangeline and Tommy had shared. Of course Pierre had lovers before Evangeline, a whole long list of lovers, but none that had loved him as much as Tommy loved Evangeline. Pierre could tell from the way that Tommy looked at Evangeline that he still longed for and cared about Evangeline, whether or not Evangeline knew, he did not know which worried him.

“Its a miserable shack…” Pierre commented.

“Well compared to your house…oui, mais…” Evangeline added, she felt a pang of anger with Pierre commenting her house as a miserable shack, but she let it go.

“I’ll go inside, but if I don’t like it I’ll stay at a hotel…you do have one of those in this miserable city, don’t you?” Pierre asked as he got out of the car.

Evangeline sighed, “Yes, we do…you have to go in the city city for something nice like the Ritz, but we have it…” Evangeline quickly replied.

“Good.” Pierre said with a smirk, he opened the door for his wife and the two walked the driveway of Evangeline’s house. The sound of Evangeline’s red soled Louboutin shoes pattering on the concrete ground and when the two reached the door, she reached for her keys from her black patent Chanel bag and she smiled at Pierre, “Bienvenue!” She tried to sound as cheery as possible, but it was obvious from Pierre’s furrowed brows and his gloomy eyes that he was unimpressed with her house.

Evangeline quickly turned on the lights and she smiled big as she took in all the family pictures that hung on the walls, the furniture that her mother keeps on telling her father that they need to replace, but they never do, the curtains that her mother once bought since they were featured in a Martha Stewart magazine…the house still looked the same as Evangeline had always remembered.

“I’m leaving…” Pierre quickly muttered.

“Pierre…” Evangeline said with a sad face, playfully pouting her lips, hoping that her husband was joking.

“How far away is the Ritz?” Pierre asked.

“About thirty minutes…” Evangeline added, she had made her way to the kitchen to quench her thirst.

“Putain.” Pierre cursed in French.

Evangeline bit her lips as she heard Pierre’s anger. “We can share my bed..and since my parents aren’t home yet…we can…you know…” Evangeline said coyly with a glass of water in her hand as she slowly approached Pierre.

“You know, what?” Pierre said annoyed.

“We could…you know…have sex, you know fuck.” Evangeline said with a wink.

“Are you sure you want to, have sex with me and not with that friend of yours from the pub?” Pierre said as he shook his head, still frustrated with the loving way Tommy looked at Evangeline.

Evangeline was shocked that Pierre would even think that she still had feelings for Tommy. “What…are you…” Evangeline quickly stammered. “What makes you think that I would want to?” Evangeline quickly asked Pierre.

Pierre scoffed and shook his head, he didn’t say anything and instead just started to walk away from Evangeline.

“Pierre, please.” Evangeline said, keeping her feet planted right in the kitchen.

Pierre felt his frustration boil into anger and he slowly turned his feet back to where Evangeline was, and quickly walked back toward her and towered over his wife. With her Louboutin heels off her feet, at over 6 feet he was now hovering over his wife.

“What?” Pierre said, his accent thick in his speech.

Evangeline breathed heavily as she looked up Pierre’s eyes, which more often than not always looked lovingly at her, but right now they were cold and distant.

“I…” Evangeline didn’t know what to say, she was upset with Pierre, but at this moment she was worried at what he might do next.

Unable to control his temper, Pierre took the glass of water Evangeline had set on the kitchen counter and threw it on the ground, “I SAID WHAT?!” Pierre said angrily as he kept his eyes locked on Evangeline.

The sound of the glass shattering echoed the house and Evangeline held in her breath for a second. This wasn’t the first time Pierre had thrown something in frustration. It was a common occurrence, especially in the Candelon household. Yet, it still made Evangeline hold her breath and make her spine jump.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” Evangeline quickly muttered, “I’m really sorry.” Evangeline quickly added, her eyes were starting to become full with tears. This was supposed to be a happy time for her, she was finally back home, introducing her family to her French husband. But instead here she was, with her so called perfect husband screaming at her.

“We’re leaving.” Pierre quickly said as he turned around and started to make his way out of the house.

“But…I have to…” Evangeline quickly said as she got down on her knees, starting to clean the broken glass.

“The servants do the work.” Pierre commented, “Oh no wait, you don’t have servants in this miserable shack.” Pierre muttered.

“I need to…please…or someone will get injured.” Evangeline quickly said as she quickly tried to pick the broken glass.

“But I can’t stand it here.” Pierre said, his hands looking for something else to throw.

“Please, wait in the car, I’ll be right there…” Evangeline added.

“You don’t get to tell me what to do!” Pierre said in a booming voice as he walked over to Evangeline and quickly & forcefully grabbed her left arm. Evangeline instinctively clenched her fist, cutting the palm of her hand with the broken glass she had just picked up.

“Pierre…please….you’re hurting me…” Evangeline said with tears that Evangeline were embarrassed to show were now streaming down her face. “Please…” Evangeline pleaded with her husband as she opened her left hand, showing that she was injured. Pierre panicked as his eyes glanced at the fresh red blood in his wife’s palm.

He then realized the tight grip he had on her slender arm and slowly let it go. He never meant to cause her any harm.

“I’m sorry.” Pierre quickly muttered. “You can stay here.” Pierre quickly said, “I know you want to.” He added.

“I’ll be at the Ritz, if you want to come, you can…but…I just…need to go…” Pierre quickly added as he shook his head, still unable to forgive himself for harming his American bride.

Evangeline heard the front door close and a sigh of relief left her lips. She had to admit she was happy that Pierre escorted himself out of her parents’ house. She would have liked for the two to stay here, but it was obvious that he would feel more comfortable at a fancy hotel.

After bandaging her bleeding left hand she quickly cleaned up the broken glass. The last thing she wanted was her parents to see any remnants of her and Pierre’s argument.

Once the the task at hand was taken care of and it seemed that she would still be alone in the house she decided to raid her parents’ liquor cabinet. She went inside the dining room and found several bottles of whiskey, brandy and even tequila. She chuckled as she took the tequila and took a big sip of it straight from the bottle, knowing all well that it was unladylike.

Then sitting on the carpet floor, in her dining room, she sighed loudly, she had never seen Pierre so angry in the time she had known him. Granted they had a quick courtship period, but she was sure he wasn’t a violent person. She glanced at her left hand and from the already bloodied bandaid she knew it wouldn’t be long till she would need a new one.

She took another long swig of the tequila and even squealed as the liquor burned the back of her throat.

“Tommy…” She muttered as she closed the tequila bottle.

“Tommy would never do something like this…” She quietly said to herself and it was true. Even when the two fought he never laid a hand on Evangeline. Even during the years they were together, she was sure he had never yelled at her, even if she had yelled at him. They might have argued, but he never raised his voice to the point her skin crawled. He was always gentle with her…always…

Just like the first time, they made love…

Out in his family's cabin, surrounded by candlelight, right after she had learn she would be skating at Nationals.

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy sat there at the bar, lost in a world of thought. He couldn't help but wonder just where he went wrong. He'd lost her, his one true love, his Lina, forever. She was married. How could he possibly compete with Monsieur Moneybags? His mind ran rampant with speculations... None of them good. He drained his beer and ordered another.

His mind wandered back to a more innocent time, before Lina had left for college and her new life, before they'd drifted apart...

*****

The ice rink was abuzz with activity and chatter. This figure skating event was kind of a big deal, after all. Tommy found his leg bouncing with nerves as he waited to watch his girlfriend Lina skate. This was her biggest event, and if she won, she's be going go Nationals to compete.

And there she was; the crowd hushed as she entered the ice, and took her place at center. Music swelled, and her skates cut a careful, precise arc across the ice.

Three and a half minutes later, everyone there knew: she was the champion.

Everything had been executed perfectly. Every jump, turn, twist, spin, all of it, she had made it look effortless.

Her scores were announced to an eruption of cheers.

She had won.

*****

It would be a few hours later before Tommy was able to steal Lina away from her friends and family; they all understood the girl wanted to celebrate with her boyfriend. That had given Tommy plenty of time to set up his getaway for her.

An hour north of Chicago, his family owned a small, modest cabin on Lake Michigan. It was a retreat of sorts, and it was here that Tommy took her. When he opened the door to let her in, she was treated to the small rustic cabin done up in the most romantic way possible. Candles lit the main room, all over, along with a roaring fire and chilled bottle of champagne. A couple of his friends had helped out with the set-up, getting the fire going and the candles lit just before they arrived.

"You were amazing out there tonight Lina," he said to her, taking her hand as they walked inside.

 

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Evangeline took a long swig of the tequila bottle in her hand and stumbled upstairs to her bedroom. Her walls were covered with ribbons and medals from her ice skating career, displaying her accomplishments.

She had taken her figure skates to college, but purposely left them when she left for France. When she holidayed in the Alps with Pierre and his family last winter, their was an outdoor figure skating rink which allowed her for the first time in a while to skate on the ice. And ever since she had stopped teaching English and her days were spent on the Candelon estate, she had missed being on the ice ever so much.

Evangeline never expected a place at Nationals, she always dreamed of it but having it actually happening seemed too far fetched. So when she won the competition ,ensuring her a place at nationals, she was ecstatic. Especially in celebrating it with her boyfriend, Tommy.

She and Tommy were each other’s firsts for many things. He was her first kiss, the first guy to ever pleased her orally and the first guy she ever pleased orally and of course they were each other’s firsts…first guy to ever make love to her, the man that took her virginity.

They had talked about it many times before their night at the cabin. The two were madly in love with each other and wanted to cement their relationship by being each other’s firsts…but things got in the way.

Evangeline was cautious, she knew the consequences of sex so she inconspicuously made sure to get herself on the pill. She told her mother for her figure skating career she needed to make sure her monthly cycle was away from her competition days or to ensure that they even came. Because of her active and stressful lifestyle it was common for Evangeline to miss her monthly cycles. So Evangeline, was slyly able to go on the pill with her full intention of using it with her rendezvous with Tommy.

Then the main obstacle was finding the right moment. With Evangeline’s schedule filled with school and figure skating and Tommy’s with school and hockey. The two barely had any free time together. And the free time they had, usually a parent or at least one of their sibling was at home.

There was one night when the two were home alone at Evangeline’s house on a Friday night almost a month or two before Evangeline’s competition. Evangeline’s parents were at a dinner party at a friend’s house and both of her brothers’ were out on dates, leaving Tommy and Evangeline home alone. The two were supposed to be working on homework, but that soon lead to kissing, to touching, to the two getting undressed to their underwear in Evangeline’s bed.

After more time spent fooling around in their underwear, Evangeline’s bra came off, and then Evangeline felt Tommy’s hard cock through her thin cotton panties, the two looked into each others eyes and they knew this was the right moment…or they thought it would be until they heard the voices of her brothers, Michael and Andrew. It was obvious that Michael had found Andrew intoxicated and Michael needed his sister’s help to get Andrew in bed before their parents’ returned back home.

So the night when Tommy took Evangeline to his parent’s cabin on Lake Michigan was a special night for the couple. They were finally alone, away from any interruption.

When Evangeline entered into the candlelit cabin she smiled big, holding tightly onto Tommy’s hand.

“You do this all for me?” She said as she looked around her face still covered in full makeup from her competition. Her eyes lined with black eyeliner, her eyelashes coated with mascara, her cheeks brushed with blush and her lips painted red. Although she was out of her sequined costume, she was still wearing her figure skating tights underneath her jeans and had pulled over a sweatshirt from the competition to keep her warm.

“When did you…how did you?” Evangeline said still surprised that her boyfriend had set this all up for her. She loved Tommy and by winning a place at Nationals and by having this night with him, she was sure this was going to the perfect night.

 

[StFornicate]

"Of course," Tommy replied. "I've been planning this for weeks," he said, squeezing her hand and leading her inside, shutting the door behind them against the cold. "Jason and Mark helped me out a bit, setting it up tonight," he said, guiding her over to the roaring fireplace.

There was a big thick rug laid out on the floor, and blankets and pillows all around. The ice bucket with the chilled champagne was within reach, and a pair of wine glasses.

"I think we've really needed a bit of time to get away from everything," he said, popping the cork off the bottle. He smirked at her, and winked. "No distractions... No interruptions..." he said, pouring out the bubbly wine into their glasses.

"I love you Lina," he said, handing her the glass and raising his own. "I always will."

 

[summergal21]

Evangeline blushed as Tommy told her that he had planned this night for weeks.

“For weeks?” She said with a chuckle. “What you knew I was going to win tonight and you knew my parents would allow you to take me up here, alone, just the two of us?” She said with another playful giggle. Evangeline was pleasantly surprised that her parents had allowed her to spend the weekend with Tommy unsupervised at his family’s cabin. She wasn’t sure exactly what Tommy had told her parents, but they only gave the young couple their blessing and their usual, “Just drive careful.”

“And Mark and Jason…” Evangeline said with another chuckle, “What you told them that you plan on taking my virginity so you need them to spruce up the place? They must be pretty pumped for you tonight then.” Evangeline said as she gently nudged him in the shoulder, her words half playful, half serious.

“But I do agree, no distractions, no interruptions sound very nice…” Evangeline said as she took the glass of bubbly from Tommy.

And when he told her, he loved her she smiled big. “Well Tommy O’Brien, I love you too and I always will.” She said with a big smile.

She had said “I love you” first in their relationship, it came out unexpectedly and she was at first embarrassed by it. But now they always said it to each other, she was sure she knew what love meant and she was sure that Tommy would always be the one for her and that was why she was more than willing to give herself to him.

She took a big sip of the bubbly wine and winced, she was still getting used to the taste of alcohol and although the gesture of champagne was sweet, she was sure a bottle of sparkling grape juice would have made her happy as well.

“So…Tommy…” Evangeline said, her face flushed with both nervousness and excitement, “What now?” She said as she playfully shrugged her shoulders and bit her lips.