Happy Memorial Day. Welcome to this weeks Tuesday's Tale with the word prompt Chase.I like to thank you for stopping by and hope you are enjoying Billy and Alexandra's story. Don't forget to visit the Tuesday Tales Blog to read my tales. “It feels so good to be home.” Alexandra sat on the couch with her feet up on the cocktail table sipping on a latte. “I couldn’t wait to get out of the community hospital gown. It feels great to be wearing my own clothes.” “I’m happy you are out of there too.” He didn’t want to tell Alexandra about the whole hospital incident. There was no need to scare her. He would get her settled in before going down to the precinct. Alexandra tapped her hand on the couch. “Come sit with me. I want to taste you lips without the nurse staring from her desk.” As much as Billy wanted to make love to her, his mind continued to wander to the doctor at the hospital. The whole staff thing just didn’t make sense. Could it be he wasn’t paying attention...

With a romantic Valentine’s Day dinner behind them, Alexandra and Billy returned to Billy’s house to work on the menu. Billy opened his front door and Alexandra gasped when she walked in. Soft music played and in the living room was multiple bouquets of heart shaped balloons and about four dozen red, pink and white roses. “Billy, this is gorgeous.” Alexandra walked around the room looking at all the personalized writing on the balloons. “I’m amazed. You have made this the best Valentine’s Day ever for me.” “I just want you to know you mean the world to me.” He reached his hand out to her. “Come here. There’s still more.” Alexandra took his hand and he led her to the couch facing the fireplace. To the left of the fireplace was a huge easel covered by a black sheet. “What’s going on here?” “You’ll see in a few minutes. Just give me a few more minutes to set everything up,” he said, lighting the candles on the table and throwing a few more piece of wood into the fireplace...

When the Bee Gee’s song, “How Can You Mend a Broken Heart”, played on the radio, Alexandra turned it off. If she would have listen to it, she’d be crying all over again. The past two weeks have been hard on her. She hadn’t spoken to Billy at all. He continued to call her every day, leaving her a message on her cell phone, but she refused to talk to him. There were just too many unanswered questions. Alexandra should have known better than to get herself involved. But it was too late to second guess her decision. She could kick herself in the ass for trusting him. It wasn’t that he lied to her, he just chose to leave out the finer details of his life, the important things, which led her to think about what else he wasn’t revealing. Wandering around the house, she couldn’t relax. Damn it, she missed him. She wanted to believe in him. She wanted him. Her cell phone rang and she ran across the room for the phone, only to be disappointed to see the word unavailable scrolled acro...