Lovestory by E.R chapter 2

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In Luka’s car after work
“What time are you supposed to pick Alex up at”?
“7:30”
“Good we have time to stop at my place”
She rubs his leg flirtatiously, “oh what exactly are we going to stop for”
He laughs, “You can’t get enough of me” smiling wide he leaned in to kiss her.
She turned her head, “you wish, I believe it was you who was trying to get my shirt off in the living room earlier”.
“You came in and were all over me”.
“That was a hello kiss”.
“Sure, next you are going to tell me the first time you came to my place you really wanted dinner”.
She laughed and playfully hit his arm, “I’ll remember that the next time you come stumbling into my place at six in the morning wanting some breakfast”.
They walked inside his apartment still laughing. “Grab the wine from the fridge; I’m going to grab some clothes.
“Sure”. As he walked to the back she hollered after him. “You have messages do you want me to check them”?
“Ya, please, just hit the flashing button”
Sam hits the button. “Luka, its Charles just calling to make sure every thing is in order for your trip next month. The ladies miss you in the Congo. See you in a couple of weeks”. Luka stood still for a second than heard the door shut. He knew that was not a message anyone’s girlfriend would want to hear. He walked out of his room and Sam was no where to be found. He ran outside, didn’t see her than he headed for the El. As he approached it the doors were closing and he could see Sam on the other side looking strait at him with tears in her eyes. Luka knew that Sam was aware that the last year had been rough for him but they had not talked about it. This wasn’t how he wanted to approach the situation but he had no choice now.
Luka new he was in for a long conversation so he waited to go to Sam’s till he knew Alex would be in bed. When he opened his door to leave Sam was leaning against the wall with her head in her hands. Luka motioned for her to come in. “I was just heading out to your place”.
“I’m sorry I ran out like that”.
“You were angry, I get it”
“No Luka it’s not that. I was confused I guess. Look, the rumors about you and other women suck but I deal (Luka breaks eye contact and looks down), and I know something bad happened in your past. I care about you and I have trusted that you will tell me when you are ready. But lately I have been feeling like I…(her voice begins to crack and tears fill her eyes) like I, the one who should know you the best, knows you the least. And I don’t need the dirty details, I don’t need to know everything that happened in Africa or who you slept with, but I need to know why. Why were you in those situations, because if I now that then maybe I can understand us and where we are going”. Luka stood up and kissed her on the forehead, “Is Alex going to be out all night”. She nodded yes, then Luka went to the kitchen grabbed two glass and a bottle of wine. He poured them and took his seat. “He began with the death of his family then the years he spent roaming around till he stopped at County. He told her about Carol, Abby and even the pregnancy scare with Nicole. “My first three years here were difficult I had three relationships that never really went anywhere for one reason or another, and then last year, I guess the best way to explain it would be that I took a few wrong turns. I went to Africa to get some perspective or maybe to just get away from here. For the longest time I didn’t understand why I had been spared. I see death every day and still…I always felt that enjoying life I was leaving my family behind. I never wanted to die, but on that day in the Congo when I had a gun to my head I asked myself if my family would be proud of me and realized I wanted to live to continue to help. I decided to quit hating myself”.
Sam looked at him, “are you done”. He nodded and she stood up and sat on his lap. “Thank you”, she kissed him and he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. That night when they made love something was different. The ki...