A disclaimer and a dedication:
Disclaimer: I do not own them or LOCI. If I did, I'd never let 'em go and there would be more than three people watching the USA network every Tuesday evening.
Dedication: This is for Darin's Sis and Humor in a Bittersweet World. For "Sis" because she's the most gracious hostess ever. And for "Humor" because she deserves a pick-me-up today.
Ladies...To our weekend...
Alex lies on her back. She stares at the ceiling fan that's slowly spinning round and round. She looks around the vaguely familiar room and narrows her eyes. Where am I? She's alone, but she hears a shower running. She sees a door off to her right and realizes that someone's in the bathroom. Seriously, where the hell am I? She has a brief moment of panic followed by full on horror as she realizes exactly where she is.
She's at Bobby's. And not only is she at Bobby's, but she's lying in his bed. After a quick peek under the covers, her worst fears are confirmed…she's naked. She sits up a little and scans the room for her clothes but they're no where in sight.
She plops her head back down on the bed and stares at the ceiling again as she remembers the night they shared.
Drinking.
Flirting.
Touching.
Walking hand in hand back to his place.
Then…
Lips crashing, tongues tasting, hands…everywhere. Bodies slamming against walls, clothes ripped away (The hallway! THAT's where my clothes are!).
Groans, shallow breathing, desperation…shuffling to his bedroom, falling into bed. Hands dragging along slick skin. Fingers gripping, squeezing, plunging. Mouths exploring, tasting, savoring. Words whispered, promises made, and promises believed.
Two bodies becoming one. Gasping. Memorizing. Shuddering.
Holding.
Heavy lidded eyes finally closing.
Sleeping.
Bobby opens the bathroom door and sees her daydreaming.
He can't help but smile, and when she sees him and his smile, she relaxes. That one gesture from him puts her at ease.
They're going to be okay.
The End