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Benny normally couldn't stand waiting around but now he'd been waiting for a while just staring at a empty terminal gate.
Benny had stood waiting at the terminal for an hour before he realized he should leave. He’d walked in with Beth, trying to keep her close for a while longer before she boarded the plane.
He wasn’t one to admit his feelings but he knew that he was in love with Beth. They’d never spoken about anything deep during the last two weeks of Beth’s stay at Benny’s. But they both knew what getting into whatever the fuck they were was going to do to their feelings for each other. And he knew she felt the same.
He’d loved to have been able to do something or get something as a gift for her. And as he walked back to his car he thought about something that Beth had mentioned yesterday morning after they’d made love.
“Honestly, you could do with some more cutlery and plates and mugs around here and not paper cups you call mugs, I mean proper mugs” Beth was sitting in one of her jeans and white silk low cut top combos.
The top was secretly one of his favourites. Mainly because he could check her out without being a pervert. He didn’t need to psych her out anymore by walking around topless. They knew each other far too well by this point.
“Well maybe I’ll get you your own mug for when you get back..here if you want”
“Here?”
“Shit I uh didn’t mean that..I”
“No, it's nice that you want me to come back… that’ll be good. And you better get me one. Make it nice too!”
“Yes ma’am”
He’d mock saluted her that day over the chessboard before kissing her on the lips. Which had turned into a lovemaking session over the now knocked over chessboard. Benny had worshipped every part of her body that day. And made her come multiple times while doing so. He’d also proudly shown the world his love bite from Beth that evening they went out for dinner at the diner. He had worshipped her body from the moment they first slept together. It’d been better than any of his dreams.
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He drove across New York until he hit a shop that he’d only been in a few times. But this time would be worth it. He parked his car along the road, shut off the engine and got out of the car and walked into the shop. Greeting the shopkeeper with a smile. He may dress aggressively; so others told him, but he knew how to act like a gentleman.
He headed towards the mugs and cutlery section. He saw ones with cute hearts and animals on the front, none of which were Beth. He saw cute words and phrases that definitely weren't Beth. After 5 minutes of searching and he stopped. He found a white one that had the words: “I do lots of fun stuff in my share time, watch chess, research chess, think about chess, play chess talk about chess, dream about chess”.
He immediately picked it up and smiled, this was definitely Beth’s. He'd thank God if he was religious. He went up to the counter and also picked up a chess review, not that he needed any more chess magazines but fuck it, what's one more. As it was just him for the next week. Plus he could keep up with other games. To keep his mind occupied.
He walked out with everything including a little smile on his face. He couldn't wait to give this to her next week. Bennt was slightly nervous. Would she like it? He looked she would. He pushed the thought to the back of his mind and drove home.
That night he dreamt of a girl with beautiful brown eyes and red fiery hair.