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.A symbol of the forest and a promise of commitment.It was skillfully made, each of the tiny leaves were perfectly detailed, and the little acorns shone between them.He’d never seen anything like it, and wondered if Jack had had it specially made.Harris couldn’t stop the tears from spilling.He could barely say the words, “Yes, Jack, yes.” For the first time in years, Harris cried.Jack slid the ring on Harris’ finger and kissed his tears away.“So, you only cry when you’re blissfully happy, I hope?”Harris nodded mutely, tears streaming down his face, and clung to Jack as tightly as he could, pouring all his love and promises into their kiss.Secretly, he wondered if there was such a thing as fate, and silently, he gave thanks.Thank you for purchasing this e-book!If you enjoyed reading, please consider leaving me a reviewQuestions? Comments? I’d love to hear from you! contact me at ameliabishop@gmx.comRead my diary (I mean blog) at ameliabishop.wordpress.com,or friend me on facebookIf you liked reading Out of the Woods, you may also enjoy my novella Take me Back.Here is a sample!1.It was becoming more and more difficult for me to keep off facebook during the day.I always made myself wait until I got home, ate dinner, changed my clothes and poured a cocktail.But the late afternoon sometimes dragged, and the urge to check Jason’s page was strong.I knew it wouldn’t be any different from the night before, he rarely posted updates and never during the day.But still, I wanted to check.I wanted to look through his photos again, searching for details I may have missed during previous viewings.I knew it was an obsession, and realized it was out of control.Still, I had no intention of stopping.In fact, I was planning on taking it to the next level - a face to face meeting.I had known Jason well, once.We lived together for a year during college, sharing a house rental instead of living in the dorms during senior year.It was just the two of us and Jay’s best friend Tammy, whose parents thought her living with two gay men was the best of all worlds- two strong men to keep her safe who’d never want to sleep with her.We had a good relationship, for college anyway, the sex at least was fantastic.Jason was all about fun.He partied like a frat boy and never worried about the future.It was eventually what made me break up with him.I was so serious, then.I wanted nothing more than to be a success, to be rich and respected.I thought it was the most important thing.Jason, on the other hand, had no care at all for his career.He’d majored in Philosophy, and had no plans to go on past his bachelor’s.His parents paid for that degree, or he probably wouldn’t have had even that.He waited tables and tended bar at a few restaurants around town, and claimed he’d be happy to do that for the rest of his life.It disgusted me.I remember the day I broke up with him.I said I didn’t want someone who would ‘ride my coat-tails forever’.What an asshole I was! Jason had taken it hard.He loved me.We’d kind of danced around actually saying it, but I knew how he felt.And he had assumed we’d stay together after graduation.I can still see him as he was that day- crying, shaking his head in disbelief, watching me pack the last of my things into my car.Tammy had come home and caught the tail end of our argument, and was calling me names.Finally I left, and the last thing I saw was Jason sobbing against Tammy’s chest on our front porch, Tammy’s furious eyes following me as I got into my car and sped away.I had actually congratulated myself, thinking I had taken the first step towards success.Fool.For years I did nothing but work.Putting in twelve hour days, even working at home on the weekends.I worked my way to the top of three companies, then finally formed my own corporation and made it a success.Now, there was not much left to do.The business was demanding, still, but I had a great staff and really could put in shorter days if I wanted to.The problem was, I had nothing to do with my free time.I’d had a few boyfriends, but no one I could imagine a future with.I’d let most of my friendships fade away, choosing to focus instead on building business relationships.My family was small and scattered, and besides going to the gym there was little to fill my days.A year ago, I had found Jason on facebook.It took him two months to respond to my friend request, and another three weeks to reply to my message.I had written: ‘I’m sorry for how I ended things with you.I hope you are well.Please let me be your friend again?’.He’d replied: ‘all right’.In response to that, I had posted a picture of us together from senior year.We were sitting close together on lawn chairs in the yard of our rental house, each reaching out an arm so we could hold hands
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