The Love letter- Part 1
rain was coming down so hard she could barely see through her
She had cursed herself a thousand times for feeling this way,
it was no use. The minute that she heard Bo and Gabrielle were
she could feel her heart sink and her throat close up. She
to tell him not to do it, but something inside her always
stop. Besides, what good would would it do? It would only
more tears and dissapointments.
Now she just wanted to
put as much distance between herself and Bo
Buchanan as was possible...
at least until she could stop crying
over him yet again. She refused
to let him see that he Still had
that kind of power over her. Why
did she have to be stuck in the
mother of all storms on a night when
her mood seemed to match the
weather... when a storm raced within
her own heart.
slammed the car door as he steped into the rain, cursing his own
luck. Why did he have to get a flat tire now? In the middle
no less. Couldn't they see that he needed to get home to
in this lifetime? Couldn't they see the storm? Couldn't
he had his own personal storm raging within his own heart?
As he pulled
his spare out of his trunk, he began to think back to a
earlier. He would never forget that look of pure
anguish on Nora's
face. It was as if she had been punched in the
stomach... like someone
had stabbed her in the heart. What he wanted
to know was why? And
why in God's name would she not pick up her
Dam it Nora. Where are you?
He finished the change and got back inside
his truck, a new
destination now in the back of his mind. He knew
he would probably
live to regret this, but he needed to find Nora.
He had to see her
just one more time before he totally changed his
life.He had to find
out if she was ok.
pulled off the road and stared out into the night. There wasn't
car around for miles. How was she going to get home now?
since her cell phone was dead. Why was it that those
worked when you needed them to? She threw her shoes at
setting off the alarm.
Nora: Great! Just Great! ( pause) What the hell
am I supposed to do
didn't know how long she had been sitting on the floor with her
to the car crying, but when she saw his car pull up she was
none the less. Why was it that he always managed to get her
a jam, even when she herself wasn't aware she needed
pulled herself up off the ground, determined not to
let him know he
had gotten to her yet again.
Bo: You need a lift Maam?
Why thank you kind sir.I would love one.
She climbs into the car next
to him and slams the door.
Nora: You're not some crazy killer are
Bo: Sorry to dissapoint you maam. I'm just an ordinary guy.
Just the way I like it.
Bo: What about you? You're not going to cut
me into peices are you?
Nora: I assure you sir. I am just as ordinary
Bo: So why were you sitting outside in the rain? That dosn't
too ordinary to me.
I got mad. I threw my shoes at the car. I kind of set off the
And then I couldn't find my keys.
Bo: Well then I guess it's a good
thing I came along when I did huh?
Nora: You're a godsend. How can
I ever repay you?
Bo: You don't have to. I was happy to do it.
little while later he pulls into the darkened stables.
What are we doing here sir?
Bo: Well I apoligize maam. The car place
is a little too far for a
spare to go. All the lights are off for
miles. We have no power so
we'll have to wait the rest of the storm
out. Then we can call a tow
hesitating): Well at least we'll have a warm place to stay. I
Bo: Well I'm not suprised. There's no telling how long
you were out
in the rain.
gets out of the car and holds the door open for a shivering Nora.
climbs out of the car and almost collapses. He puts his arm
her shoulder and helps her inside the stables. Once inside he
her his jacket and goes to his truck to retrieve a blanket.
one of them called each other by their real names, nor did
the topic of Gabrielle. For tonight, they were simply
were sharing the comfort of a warm place to wait out
Why don't I tell you a story miss? It might make you forget
how cold you are. You have to stay awake. I think you might
case of hypothermia.
Nora: Have you ever been in love sir?
Some might say I've been in love plenty of times.
Nora: And you? What
do you say?
Bo: There was only one woman who ever had my everything.
Nora: She must be pretty special then?
smiling): Oh she was. she held the sun, the moon and the stars
the palm of her hands... as well as my heart and soul. I'm not
I ever got them back.
Nora: Why don't you tell me a story about her
then? Can you tell me
about your one great love sir?
Sure. I love talking about her.
are at a miniature golf course with an oil well)
B: Golf. This is not
N: Look, Serenity Springs in a year. I’m kidding, I hope
are we so mad? Is it because we’re losing?
N: Ooh, it is. Oh, Bo, you can’t be so competitive.
It’s not good
for your old ticker.
Yeah, spoken like a true winner.
N: You’re the one that wanted
to play golf.
B: Yeah, I wanted to play real golf. I’m an excellent
N: This is golf.
When I said golf, I meant golf (in big voice), not golf (in tiny
I play real golf, and I play it very well. And by the way, I
wear knickers and argyle socks.
N: And matching sweaters?
This is a puny little sport. Oil wells and windmills in the
of the course, this is not golf!
N: You said I could pick whatever
course I wanted, right? What’s
that sign over there say?
N: What’s the second word?
N: I rest my case.
You know, you’re always looking for a loophole. I think becoming
attorney, that was very, very bad for you.
N: Yeah. Look at me, I’m
a wreck. (shoots a hole in one) Yes! Yes-
thank you! Your turn. Ooh,
Bo, you are falling way behind here. Way
way way way behind. (he is
trying to shoot) I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
B: My what?
B: Well, maybe I need a little guidance, a little hands-on
Well, obviously I’m having a little trouble with my stroke.
B: So maybe you could just give me a hand, Nora. I’d
really like to
get this right.
Uh, your strokes need to be more subtle.
B: I don’t know what
N: Well, it’s a smaller course, smaller green- smaller
B: Well, maybe you could show me.
Like this. (takes club from him; he takes it back and hits the
well; she laughs) A little too much wrist, so you ended up
B: Maybe you could just step over right here and show me.
What, do you think I’m dumb?
B: You, dumb, no!
There are a lot of traps out there, Buchanan. There are speed
sand traps and bear traps.
B: And then there’s me- the tender
trap. No, come on over here and
just help me with my stroke. Come
on, come on. (she leans from
B: Oh, yeah. This straightens me right out. (she hits him
Oh, forget it!
B: No, come on- you put, you put and I’ll watch.
right hand just be a little...(reaches around
N: Bear trap.
N: Definitely a bear trap.
No, no. This (squeezes her) is a bear trap! (kisses her neck)
you gotta stop doing that. (kiss; she pulls away) What are we
Come on back over here and I’ll show you.
N: No! We can’t
go necking on a public golf course!
B: It’s not public, it’s
privately owned, and this isn’t real golf
anyway! Come on! (kiss)
You’re trying to distract me because I’m winning.
don’t we just call it a draw (kiss) and let’s go home (kiss)
N: Definitely. (kiss)
Definitely what? (kiss)
N: Definitely a draw (kiss), definitely a bear
definitely go home (kiss).
walk in her room kissing and fall onto the couch)
N: Wait a second.
Wait a second.
B: That’s a second. (kiss)
No, (falls on floor) we can’t. I mean, it’s not as if I don’t
to throw out everything we talked about... about being mature
responsible. I mean, I do, I want to throw it out, but...
right. You’re right, we weren’t going to be impulsive.
he on couch, she on floor) And I’m going to prove that I’m in
agreement by not making love to you on this couch, or on the
or back there, or over there, or anywhere else. (he gets up-
on floor) I’m gonna prove that I’m very, very restrained,
an emphasis on the second syllable. I lost it for a while
that’s okay, because I’m okay now. I am.
N: Easy for you
B: Yes, it is. Because I’m going to show you that I’m
sincere about my intentions.
B: Would you do me the honor of joining me for a nice little
romantic dinner at the country club tonight? (she nods) And an
out on the town, both of which are guaranteed to be the best
of your life. (she nods) I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you. Will you
me in these events?
N: Uh huh.
I’m sorry, I still- does that mean yes?
Oh, thank God I finally got you to say yes- to something. (bends
over her, still on the floor) I guarantee you that this is
be a night to be remembered. (kiss- he stands up)
B: I’ll see
you later. (she is lying on the ground waving- he leaves
whistling Bolero; she tries to get up and falls back)
End of flashback
reaches out and touches her face. She looks into his eyes,still
but beginning to feel the heat from inside themselves.
warning their lips crash onto each others in a
passionate kiss. He
felt only a twinge of guilt as he found his
hands begin to search
her body. The last thing he was able to do at
this moment was stop
making love to her, which was exactly where
they were headed... and
Nora( pulling back slightly): This is wrong. This is so incredibly
lets out a moan as he kisses the back of her neck. She was
losing the battle.
Nora: we really shouldn't be doing this... Why
can't I stop?
Bo( shuting her up by pulling her until she was sitting
on top of
him): I don't want us to stop Red. I just want to make love
You got a problem with that?
What about Tomorrow?
Bo: Don't think Red. Tomorrow may never come.
All we have is now.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he began
to unbutton her
shirt. He tore it open and threw it on the ground.
He kissed her
body again and this time she knew there was no choice...
soon be inside each other.
legs wrapped around him as he moved his hands down to her skirt.
unzipped it as she began to lift his shirt over his head. They
went on a pile on the haystack. Next Nora went for his belt.
it off, desperately wanting him now. He kissed her breasts
as he removed
her bra. she managed to zank his pants off and they
moved down to
the hay. she wrapped her legs around his as he
continued kissing her.
They were out of control now.
Bo and Nora spent the rest of the storm
having the most passionate
night of their lives. They made love like
there was no tomorrow,
with no thoughts of anything but how much they
wanted each other and
were powerless to stop. They were so in to each
other that they
never saw a devastated Gabrielle watch from the sidelines.
they see anything but the next round of wild abandon in the
To Be continued