Part Three

With my mind made up, I decided to go and get what I wanted. I rose from my seat and stormed into Millie's room. The woman gasped and Mathew giggled from his crib.

"What's wrong, Mr. Knives?" Millie asked.

"Wrong? There's nothing wrong," I answered. "I'm a man who wants what he wants when he wants it."

"Oh," Millie said in a small frightened voice. "An-And what do you want?"

"I want a lot of things. I want my relationship with my brother to be like it was before I caused the ships to fall. I want him to be happy with that infernal woman of his. I want to care for you son as if he were my own. And most importantly, I want you. I want you to be mine.

Millie was frozen to the spot. I could tell she could not find the words to respond to my out burst.

I smiled confidently at her as I walked up to her. I grabbed her face between my hands and kissed her, clumsily. It was my first kiss.

A minute passed and my lips continued to touch her soft ones. I had no intention of stopping until I got my fill.

It was near the second minute mark when she got over her shock and, to my surprise began to kiss me back.

It was the most wonderful feeling of bliss I ever felt. I was in heaven.

For the first time in my life I felt something other than hatred. For the first time, I felt love. I had fallen in love with Millie.