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The Simplest Gift
© 2012 by Debra Phillips

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Cory stood there overlooking the water. She found herself already missing Roy. It had only been hours since she had left his arms, but it felt like days. As she stood there overlooking the water, she found herself envisioning what their evening would be like. She had no idea what kind of surprises where in store for her, but ever since she met him, Roy has never ceased to amaze her.

As she continued watching, the wind blew softly, ushering in the clouds and closing the blue-sky gaps. A shiver went through her as the wind picked up. She hugged herself as she looked at the waves below crashing upon the rocks.

Well, the weatherman was right. It does look like a good night for indoor activities. After another moment, she turned away from the window and its mesmerizing view and headed to her closet to look for that "something special" for her date with Roy this evening.

Within seconds, she pulled a light peach sweater and matching peach slacks from her closet because they were Roy's favorites. He said this outfit matched her bright green eyes. Hanging them on the doorknob, she then headed to start her bath water. As she passed the open window the curtains began to flutter. While the bath ran, she turned on some soft sax, lit some candles, and poured a wine cooler in a glass--it was a prelude to a night of romance. Once the tub was full, she started the jets, stepped in the warm water and sat down letting it immerse her.

Her eyes closed and she drifted back to the first time they met. She knew that from the moment she saw him there was something special about him...

The way his silver hair and beard framed his bronze like complexion made my heart skip a beat. But it was the way he smiled at me that made me want to get to know who he was.

As the memories of how they met flooded her mind, she remembered that when he spoke to her she had done everything she could not to melt on the spot!

When she got out of the tub and dried herself off, the phone rang just before she started to apply her makeup.


"Hi sweetie, how are you?" the deep, familiar voice asked.

"Hi, sexy," she replied as she sat down on the bed.

"Are you ready for our date this evening?"

"I've been looking forward to it all day. I should be ready in about an hour."

"Great, I should be out of here about the same time. See you soon."

He hung up and she got back to her makeup. As she finished applying it, she reached for her pearl necklace. Just holding it in her hand brought back the memories of the day he gave it to her...

It was a beautiful spring day; we had just walked out in the garden heading toward our spot by the pond. Roy had told me he had a surprise for me. When we reached our spot, he took my hands in his and kissed each one before we sat down. In his quiet and innocent way, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet box.

I gasped with excitement as my eyes lit up. He then reached over and opened the top, exposing what was within. My gaze was frozen as his words filled the air.

"Even though you are beautiful just the way you are and don't need to add anything to what God already created, when I saw this, I knew it would only add to your beauty."

He then lifted the beautiful pearl necklace out of the box and placed it around my neck.

Tonight would be only the third occasion she had worn the necklace, and she couldn't wait for him to see it around her neck again this evening. Before long, she was ready and waiting for Roy to come home and begin our romantic evening together. She wondered: what were Roy's thoughts about her when he was away from her at work?


Across town Roy wasn't doing as much work as he usually would on a Friday afternoon. This was the day he normally cracked the whip, getting everyone in overdrive so all the work would be finished by the weekend with all the t's crossed and i's dotted.

However, today his mind was totally focused on the woman who wore his ring and adorned his desk with her picture. From the moment he'd kissed her good-bye this morning, his thoughts were already planning their date for the evening. After all, he had to make it as special as she was.

When he'd gotten into the office this morning, the request he made to his secretary wasn't so much work-related as it was date-related.

"Connie, give our limo driver a call and have him available this evening after work."

"Yes sir," she said, handing him his coffee as she always did.

Before long, his buzzer went off and Connie transferred the call from the limo driver. After talking with him, Roy personally called the florist and ordered Cory's favorite flowers for home as well as a corsage for the evening out. After these calls, he sat back and thought about the "date" he was going to have with Cory tonight. But for some reason his mind traveled back in time, and he began reminiscing about the first day they met...

My friends and I had gone up to the resort for a week of rest and relaxation and even a little site seeing. Early one evening I went out on the resort's deck, and there she sat reading a book. She was wearing a light blue and green sweater and jeans. Her hair was shoulder length and fiery red in the setting sun. She didn't see me right away because she was apparently quite absorbed in her book. She was so pretty, and I just stood there admiring her.

Something must have distracted her because she suddenly turned and looked around. Oh, brother, what could I have been thinking? That she would never look up and see me? My first thought now was embarrassment. What will she think of me standing here staring at her?

I smiled somewhat sheepishly as I tried to think of something to say.

Her eyes focused on mine for just a moment, but then she smiled, much to my relief.

"Hello," she said, closing her book setting it on her notebook.

I was still embarrassed though. "I didn't mean to interrupt you."

I felt like a deer caught in the headlights. Then I noticed what she'd been reading and really felt bad.

"I really didn't mean to interrupt your time with God."

She looked down at her Bible, then back up at me. I was so glad she was still smiling.

"Oh, you didn't, not really. I was just catching some extra read time before dinner."

"What book are you reading?"

"Ruth. I just love this story."

"Ah, yes, Ruth. A romantic book."

"You know the story? You've read the book of Ruth?"

I thought I detected an increase in interest on her part, which pleased me very much.

"Yeah, I've read Ruth." I was amazed at what was happening. Here I was, stunned into immobility by a very pretty girl. Then she smiles at me, and already we're talking about a romantic subject!

"What do you find romantic in the story of Ruth?" she asked, putting emphasis on "you." I could tell now that I had her full attention.

"I love it when she goes to Boaz while he's sleeping. Can you imagine what that would be like for a guy? He wakes up and finds a girl lying at this feet! I like to think she was very beautiful. Then when he asks who she is, she tells him her name and asks him to spread his covering over her because he's a kinsman redeemer. A lot of people miss this verse when they read the book, but she's asking him to marry her. It's one of the most romantic things I've ever read."

For a few moments this girl before me said nothing. Now I think she's the one who's stunned. But soon a very sweet smile spread across her face.

"My, you are familiar with the story! And you're right: that is very romantic."

I felt myself liking her more and more. And she seemed pleasantly surprised that I found the story of Ruth romantic.

But just then the dinner bell sounded. Our conversation was interrupted, but I really wasn't ready to say goodbye yet. It was now or never--come on, get your nerve up. Or would this seem too forward, too quick? Well, she had just smiled as if she was starting to like me too, so I'll take a chance. I just couldn't let her go.

I nodded toward the inside of the building. "I guess it's time for dinner, and just when we were having such a romantic conversion." I smiled and hoped she might get my little double meaning. "Are you here with anyone? Would you like to have dinner with me?"

Her answer came in the form of another smile and a nod yes.

Suddenly the phone rang, pulling Roy back to the present. There was work to be done, but he was surprised how fast the day really went. Connie had worked hard keeping him busy and focused, so time had passed quickly. Soon, he thought, he could get home to his bride.

Before long, the limo driver was calling him. He'd be here within thirty minutes as Roy had requested. Roy wanted to have enough have time to change into evening attire, surprising Cory. She'd seen him leave in his business suit this morning.

Finally it was time to pick up Cory and whisk her away to a night of romance.


Precisely at seven P.M. the doorbell rang. Not thinking about it, Cory headed to answer it. She gasped as she opened the door. Standing there on the other side of the door was her Prince.

"My love, you are lovelier and more fare..."

Roy said holding out a blue carnation. She looked from him to the flower and then back to him. Without a word she smiled and reached for it. After she brought it to her nose, inhaling its fragrance, Roy stepped aside, revealing the limo that was awaiting them.

"Shall we?" he said with a slight bow toward the car.

Within moments she had her handbag and coat and they were on their way.

In the limo, Cory saw more blue carnations sitting next to the mini bar. Soft jazz music began to play as Roy opened a bottle and poured two glasses of wine.

Cory smiled as she put the single carnation in the vase with the others and took the glass he offered her. "Thank you."

"My pleasure, beautiful lady."

As the cool glass touched her lips, her eyes closed as the liquid slide down her throat.

"Mmm," she said quietly. When her eyes reopened, he hadn't yet sipped his wine. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I was just looking at you. You are so beautiful," he said.

Cory blushed. Even in the dim light within the limo, though, she knew that he had seen her response. Yes, she thought, he certainly knew just how to get to her. He had often told her that that was one of the things he loved about her.

Before long they had slowed to a stop and the music faded.

"We're here," the driver said, shutting the engine off and looking in the rear view mirror.

As Cory looked at the elegant restaurant, her heart started beating faster. How romantic this was going to be!

Once in the restaurant they were seated by the fireplace near a window that overlooked the water.

Roy reached across the table and gently took Cory's hand in his. "Do you like the ambiance here?" he asked softly.

She looked around and sighed. The fireplace. The water just outside the window. The rich wooded decor. The soft lighting.

"It's wonderful. So romantic..." Her voice drifted off.

After their drink orders were taken, music began to fill the air as a musician moved almost invisibly throughout the room. After they ordered their meal, they were left to the wine, the music, and each other.

While they waited, Roy stood, pulling her to her feet and escorted her to the dance floor. As he took her hand and wrapped his arm around her waist, she melted into his arms.

He was wearing that aftershave lotion she loved. "Umm...you smell great," she said breathing deeply. But all he did was smile as they continued to sway to the music.

When they got back to the table their food looked like it had just arrived because steam was rising into the air.

The evening was one of the most romantic they had ever shared. They dined and danced for hours before they headed back to the privacy of their home.

Once behind closed doors, he led her to the living room and stopped near the fireplace.

"I've got a another surprise for you. You just stay there." Roy said as he stepped away. "Don't go anywhere."

"I won't." Cory smiled as she watched him head to the stereo and put on some soft, romantic music. Then he came back to the fireplace and lit a fire, which sent a warm glow throughout the room.

Then standing up, he walked over took her hands in his as they again began to dance. They moved slowly around the room in a full embrace.

As the fire became mere embers, the music faded into silence. Cory gazed into his eyes, and without speaking Roy reached for her hand and led the one he loved to their bedroom. He laid her gently on the satin sheets and slid in next to her.

Then he made sweet and tender love to her.

The Blissful End


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