Chapter 90 - Delia and Troy

Delia was so happy for Lucas and Ari. But now she was alone and she already knew what - or who - she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Troy.

Delia got tired of waiting for him to ask her out so she invited him over for a swim. He hesitated and then said, sure, he would be over.

Delia was concerned about his hesitation but thrilled that she would be seeing him soon. He was SO charming the few times they had been together and truly seemed to like her.  Maybe he had not been calling because he is a busy politician.  Delia prayed it was truly work related and not another woman.

Troy arrived and Delia moved to hug him, instead he stuck his hand out and they shook hands. So formal. Much different from the charming man that said how beautiful she was several months ago.

But when they touched hands, Delia swore she could feel an electric shock all the way to her core. She wanted him very badly and she could see in his eyes that he felt it too. She just didn't understand why he was fighting it.

She shrugged it off and they went out to the pool.  It was a cool summer day so the hot tub was inviting. They both changed and climbed in.  When Delia moved closer to Troy he seemed uncomfortable. She was confused. She really thought he wanted to move things along. She decided to slow things down and they just talked until he had to leave. Delia was a bit disappointed. She wanted more from their relationship than just friends. What happened to "love at first sight" she thought, remembering his words from their first meeting.
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Ari and Lucas were having a housewarming party.  Delia couldn't wait to see them. She missed having Lucas around.  She got to their home a little before the other guests. No one answered when she rang the bell and then saw why.

They were outside making out. Those two couldn't get enough of each other. Delia was secretly jealous. She wanted that again. She had it briefly with Francisco, her first husband and more urgently with Vladimir. So she knew what that kind of love was.

Of course to see Lucas able to have a normal life was comforting to her. When they saw Delia - they apologized and the two ran inside to get changed for the party.

The party turned out to be many things more than just a house warming. It was also their forum for announcing the upcoming addition to their family.  Ari was pregnant. More good news.

Then someone started playing the piano. Delia saw Troy! She was so happy to see him, but he didn't say anything to her at first and just continued to play. He was good. Not as polished as Vladimir, but very, very good.

Listening to Troy play brought back bittersweet memories of Vladimir playing the piano on the balcony on their impromptu wedding night. She wondered if Troy would ever play for her like Vladimir did. She hoped so.

After he finished his set, she approached him and flirted a little. She didn't want to put him off, but she did want him to know she was interested.

Delia decided to try one more time and invited Troy back to her house for burgers. Maybe this time they could talk more and she would just let him be.

"Hi Troy. You play beautifully," said Delia.

"Thanks. It is my stress reliever," replied Troy.

"I have a baby grand at my house and you are welcome to come and play on it anytime. In fact, if you like I can make hamburgers and we can spend the day just hanging out. I really enjoyed having you over the other day. My house is so lonely now without Lucas there asking for food constantly!"

"Well, uh, I don't want to impose," stammered Troy.

Disappointed, Delia put her hand on his arm determined to try one more time, "I have no one to cook for anymore. Really, it's no trouble." She felt the tingle when she touched him and once again it was like they were meant to be together. How could he not feel it?

Then he looked into her eyes, and said, "I can't wait. What time?" And she knew he felt it too. So why was he resisting?  She prayed he wasn't in a relationship.
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This time she poured wine for them. She was determined to figure out why he kept putting up walls. Maybe a little food and drink would help to loosen him up.

Troy hadn't kissed her, so technically they were 'just friends' but Delia so wanted more from this man. They could grow old together. No more potions, no more witches, genies, vampires or werewolves...just plain old ordinary people.

Once again, he was the perfect gentleman upon arrival. So sweet, but every time they touched, a shiver ran all through her body awakening her deepest needs. It was all she could do not to wrap her arms around him and force him to kiss her. Of course she would, could never do that.

"Come in Troy. I have burgers and poured some of the wine I made myself and keep stored in my wine cellar. It's quite good."

"Thanks Delia. I am hungry," said Troy and then he just held her hand for a bit longer like he was trying to figure out what had just happened between them.

They went inside and sat down to eat. Delia made small talk and asked him about his family. He told her he came from a very old family with ancestors that go back over a thousand years. Delia thought that was amazing since she didn't know anything about her past other than her mother. She felt a pang of guilt for not having read her mother's journals. How many years has it been? Well, she would leave it to her children,or Lucas and his children, if she had to. Right now, she had this incredibly handsome man sitting in her house and that is in the here and now.

After lunch they walked into the foyer and continued to chat. Delia drank a little bit of courage as she chatted with Troy who was becoming more and more interesting by the minute.

The longer they talked and the closer to each other they got, the stronger the pull to be close to each other got. It was pure magic.

Delia finally had to say it, "I really do like you Troy, a lot. I confess, I feel like I have been stalking you. Please just tell me to get lost if you don't feel the same way and I will leave you alone  - as much as it will hurt to do so."

Troy embraced her and she had to grab him around the waist to keep from falling to the floor. "Delia, you are beautiful, charming and quite interesting. There is something about you. Fairy like. The feelings I have when I am near you are like nothing I have ever felt before. You frighten me my sweet Fairy Princess."

She took his hand and led him to the couch. She had to sit down but didn't want to let go of his hand. The touch seemed to be so important.

They just sat there for a few minutes. He asked her again about her family. He was sure that was the key but Delia was very closed mouth about her past, just that she was raised by her mother who died while Delia was in high school back in Appaloosa Plains. She had moved to Roaring Heights where she met Lucas' father who then drowned in a swimming pool accident when Lucas was an infant. They moved here to escape the memories. Yes, Delia was a complicated woman for sure. And he couldn't understand the physical attraction. He found himself leaning in to kiss her. He wanted more, but had to control himself. He couldn't get involved. She would wind up hurt.
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Ari and Lucas' baby was born. It was a little boy they named Dustin. Delia was pretty sure little Dustin would be fine since Lucas was cured of Lycanthropy, but she had to look in his eyes to be sure. She went over to congratulate Ari. She was sort of glad Lucas was at work. She didn't want him to know what she was doing and he would know.

She had nothing to worry about. Dustin was perfect in every way. It was so wonderful to be able to hold a baby again.

"Ari, Dustin is adorable. Anytime you need a sitter, you better give me a call!" exclaimed Delia.

"Of course, Mrs. Schlick. You are a natural with him. Look how calm he is in your arms," cooed Ari.

"Delia! Please, call me Delia," laughed Delia, "You make me feel like a grandmother. Oh, I AM a grandmother! Please tell Lucas I said hi. I have to run. I just wanted to check up on the two of you."
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Delia called Troy when she got home. He has yet to call her or ask her out. What is it with him? He had finally kissed her then ran like a scared rabbit. I don't bite, anymore, she thought. I am getting to the bottom of this. It can't be another woman. I gave him an out and he didn't take it. So what is it?

When Troy arrived he didn't touch her this time. He said they needed to talk. She figured this was it, the "I only want to be friends" speech. They sat down and he looked at her and Delia's heart sank. He started, "Delia, when I am around you, I want nothing more to than to take you in my arms. But, well it's complicated."

"Troy, it's not complicated. I like you and you feel the same. What makes it hard? Is there another woman?" asked Delia.

"Not exactly," said Troy, "it's more than that and I am confused. When we touch, or are near, I feel out of control and have feelings - I told you - that I have never had for any woman before. But, Delia, when we are apart, it's different. The feeling isn't as - uh - never mind."

Delia got up and grabbed Troy's hand. He was right. It was touch for sure that intensified the feelings. She felt it too.

"Troy, I-I feel it too...It's not a bad feeling. It's as if we are meant to be together," said Delia.


Troy helplessly pulled her to him whispering, "No no no" while Delia whispered back, "yes, yes, yes, this is so right."





They were soon kissing each other like their next breath depending upon the other.

When they broke apart, Delia suggested they go outside and enjoy the evening. She wanted to dance under the stars, just the two of them.

They danced outside, enjoying being in each other's arms until it began to get cold and they went inside.

They soon kissed their way into Delia's bedroom.

"My sweet Fairy Princess. What is it about you that makes me lose control of myself? I just want to be with you. I never wanted to be with a woman before like this," said Troy huskily.



"Then just make love to me. Now Troy," pleaded Delia.

That was all it took and the couple fell into bed, urgently tasting and discovering each other until they fell asleep exhausted.

"Good morning Troy," Delia said happily, "Can I fix you some breakfast? An omelette or crepes?"

"No," snapped Troy, "Please, Delia don't touch me, I have to go. I - uh - have to get to work."

Troy was upset with himself. He didn't come over to get into Delia's bed, in fact he had come over to tell her he couldn't see her anymore. But just being in the same room with her and her touch - she must have put some sort of spell on him. It had to be some sort of love spell. He just wasn't himself when he was around her. He would try to find an antidote. The folks at the elixir store could probably help and they might have some gossip about her. She smells of Fairy - but not quite - maybe a hybrid.

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