Title: What Really Happened – by Timothy Speedle
Author: Bj Jones
Rating: FRAO
Summary: Speed tells how it really happened.
Prequel: How I Wooed Timothy Speedle by Eric Delko
***
I’ll start from the beginning. In truth, I’ve been in love with Eric since the moment I looked up from my microscope and saw him for the first time. I wasn’t a real happy camper at the time – don’t even comment. The one person who gave me a chance was going through hell. Megan had just buried her husband and the department decided that two weeks was enough time to mourn the man you love. Believe me, it’s not. I should know. I mourned Allen for years. Sorry I digress.
Megan had just left; Horatio was now the Lieutenant and he was bringing in a new guy.
Don’t get me wrong Horatio is great to work for. In truth he made a better Lieutenant than Megan, but it was just a lot of change in such a short time. So I wasn’t thrilled with a rookie coming into the lab. A rookie I would probably have to train. And from what I heard he was a cocky son of a bitch.
Horatio had told us that Delko was quick on his feet and had diving experience and the lab could use someone that could dive for evidence. He was right, because he knew there was no way in hell I was getting into the waters surrounding Miami. Do you know what’s in there?
I was out at a scene when Horatio introduced him to the lab. When I got back I just hid in my lab and started working the evidence. I heard someone come in and I looked up. It took me point two seconds to fall for him. He was beautiful, dark hair, dark eyes, and perfect smooth tanned skin – and straight as an arrow. In the point two seconds it took me to fall for him it took another point two seconds for me to bury it. I shrugged and made a comment about him being the new kid. He nodded shyly, it was cute in a way. I handed him some slides for comparison. He took them without hesitation and started working.
***
We had become fast friends. I figured it was the only way I could have him in my life. It wouldn’t be uncommon for us to hang out, have a couple of beers, and watch the game. I remember when he showed up one night with tears in his eyes. He was beating himself up over a small mistake. We all make them. I’ve made them. And I’ll bet good money, so has Horatio. So I told him to get over it.
He stopped suddenly and stared at me I could see the anger in his eyes. He was on the edge. He needed to release his emotions or it would just backfire on him at the worst possible time. I should know – been there, done that. I told him to hit me if it would make him feel better – okay maybe not the brightest idea I ever had. It hurt like hell. I had to laugh at his expression though, I wasn’t sure who was more surprised – him or me. I handed him his beer and turned on the game. Things changed between us that night – problem was Eric didn’t realize it.
***
Then things got weird. I had just arrived at work one day when I saw Eric pause at the front door. I began to walk towards him to see what was wrong, when he suddenly dashed down the stairs. Later Horatio said Eric had gone home sick. You see, what was odd, was that Eric is rarely sick. I called him but no one answered. I even stopped by his apartment, but no one was home. I fretted most of the night worried for him.
By the time I got at work I was pissed as hell. I got little sleep worrying over his Cuban ass. Then to make matters worse the traffic was a bitch so by the time I entered the lab I was cranky and not in the mood to deal with human beings. What does he do? He just breezes into the break room with a smile on his face. I just stared at him. “Thought you were sick?” I practically growled. “Must have been a 24 hour thing.” More like a 36 bust and 24 waist thing. Why did I have to fall with the player in the department? I was about to let the cynical asshole loose on his ass when Horatio came in and handed us a case.
***
I was processing the scene later in the day when Eric walked in and sat down a candy bar by my microscope. Ohh chocolate. Okay, yes, I have a sweet tooth though only a select few know about it. I eyed the bar carefully then looked at Eric. He smiled at me. I stepped back and just looked at him then down at the candy bar.
“It’s a candy bar,” he laughed.
“Really.” I crossed my arms in front of me.
“It’s an apology of sort.” He shrugged almost looking shy.
“For ditching school yesterday?” I couldn’t help but tease him.
He nodded grinning. “Had to deal with some things.”
“Fine.” I picked up the candy bar; no way was I letting it go. As he walked out I waved the candy bar. “Thanks.” Once again he smiled brightly at me. I’m missing something here.
***
Eric just asked me to go scuba diving, me, scuba diving. I just looked at him, me, scuba diving. I’m always bitching at him about what’s in the water and he wants me to get into it. I figured he just lost it and went back to processing the scene.
When I walked into the lab another chocolate bar was waiting for me. A small note attached. “You could use a pick me up – Eric.” I leaned against the worktable. Then it hit me.
Eric had asked me out. Oh my God and I turned him down. Damn it Speedle pay attention! Wait, he asked me out. Me. A male me. I un-wrapped the candy bar and started eating it – hey I don’t pass up chocolate. Okay, Speed, let’s think this through. Eric suddenly takes off, comes backs and in the past few days has been well he’s…I smiled. Was he trying to woo me? Like Horatio always says lets look at the evidence.
Hanging out in the Trace Lab.
Complimenting me on my lack of style.
The chocolate bars.
Oh God he was wooing me.
***
It’s been three weeks since I figure the wooing started. So far I’ve gotten three candy bars and been asked out to scuba dive. Someone needs to give the boy some pointers. First, maybe let me know I’m being wooed. I can’t respond to the wooing if I don’t know about it. Second – scuba diving, really need to talk to the boy about that. What in his right mind makes him think I would jump at the chance to squeeze into some tight suit and dive into water that has nasty things in it – and I’m not talking about the sharks. Though I have to admit he looks hot in his tight suit, shows off his ass nicely. Not that I’ve looked – okay I peeked. What? Why do you think I’m always the one that goes with him when he dives? One, so I can bitch at him about the evil things that lurk in the water and two, watch that cute ass. Sorry, lost on a tangent there. Lets see where was I, oh yeah his lack of wooing skills. And lastly there’s the three candy bars I’ve gotten – boy that is not going to get you a date.
The last candy bar I tried to hint just a bit. “Are you trying to fatten me up?” I asked grabbing the candy bar. Come on Eric you can do it… just let me know what you’re doing.
“You’re too thin.” He shrugged.
I felt my eyebrow raised – What? Was he channeling Alexx? “This is coming from the walking bean pole.” He’s skinnier than me.
“Well it’s my mom’s biggest complaint. She complains that I’m never around to eat her food so she can fatten me up. You know she would love it if you stopped by for dinner. She adores you – why, I don’t know.” He shrugged not really looking at me.
I’ve met Mrs. Delko, she’s a hoot. If she doesn’t think you’ve eaten enough you’re not allowed to leave the table. Kinda like Alexx. Never let those two meet. I groan at the thought. Wait. I looked up at Eric who looked a bit scared. He asked me to have dinner with his parents. Score! I gave him a big smile. “Sure. How about Saturday? It’s been a while since I’ve had a good Cuban meal.”
I thought the boy was going to dance around the lab. So he gets points for asking me over to dinner with the family. Wonder how his family is going to take it. Since I know and you know he’s taking me home to the meet the parents. Of course I don’t think he knows that. This should be interesting.
***
Gotta love Eric’s family. His mother grilled me about my past. His sisters showed me baby pictures. His brother in laws enjoyed telling me tales of Eric’s exploits – like I didn’t already know about those. I thought Eric was going to kill each and every one of them. The best part was dessert. I was talking with Mr. Delko about Russian history when his oldest sister suddenly gasped and went wide-eyed. She nudged her young sister and then they both looked between Eric and me. I tried not to notice – remember I’m still supposed to be clueless that’s he’s wooing me. They looked at Mrs. Delko who without a word verified their suspicions. So mom was cool about the whole guy thing. Eric groaned and slipped further into his chair. The whole time I just kept on discussing Russian politics during Catherine’s reign.
I let this one slide. The boy didn’t even walk me to my bike, just basically waved from the door. I guess I’ll have to cut him some slack – he’s new to the whole wooing a guy thing. Though I wish I was fly on the wall to hear that family meeting.
***
Sunday morning Alexx came over for brunch. Since the moment she started working at the Miami-Dade Crime Lab we have had a standing date of brunch on the second Sunday of each month. As I fixed our meal we chatted lightly about her family, work and the wooing being done be one Eric Delko.
“You do realize Eric is trying to woo you?” Alexx pointed out to me.
Well duh. “Yeah and failing miserably.” I might add.
“Well he just needs encouragement.” She grinned.
I paused and looked at her. “What type of encouragement?”
“Timmy.” She gave me one of her rare evil grins. “Ever seen what happens when the wooer suddenly gets competition.”
I love the way her evil mind thinks. I grab my phone. “Hey Thomas… Remember that favor… you know the one where I not only introduced you to your wife, but convinced her you weren’t an ass….Yeah, well, paybacks a bitch.”
Alexx laughed lightly. “Oh Timmy you are evil.”
“My momma’s evil so I come by it honestly,” I countered.
“You are so my boy.” Not many knew about this side to Alexx. I’m privileged and honored that she lets me see it.
I turned back to the phone. “What do I want you to do? How are you at wooing?”
***
I swear Alexx was enjoying herself too much. I can see her in the break room telling Calleigh all about the person I met. It’s a great tale. She really out did herself on this one. Even I was sucked into the story. Meeting at a bookstore, dinner, and a walk along the beach at sunset – maybe someone should mention this to Eric. Of course it took literally five seconds for the news to get around the lab. And I personally think Calleigh had way too much fun telling Eric. Of course Calleigh added the perfect touch – a second date on Friday. God I love that blonde. Yeah she’s in on it. Somehow Alexx got both she and Horatio in on the whole idea of getting Eric to up the ante on his wooing techniques.
I was starting to think it wasn’t such a good idea. Eric was practically snapping at everyone, ignoring me, and just brooding. Hello – Cuban Russian fight for your man. Don’t make me get injured on the job to make you realize your feelings! I really hate hospitals.
I was ready to just confess the whole thing when he showed up in the Trace lab. He set a box of Godiva Chocolate next to me. I about kissed him right then – damn he’s exploiting the sweet tooth. He apologized for being an ass. I just gave him a soft smile, joking it was his time of the month. We talked about the case and that was that.
“Nothing?” Horatio asked me.
“Nope. Just gave me a box of chocolates and apologized.” I groaned. “Someone give the man a worksheet on how to woo.”
“Maybe he doesn’t know if you’re into guys.” Horatio suggested.
I stared at him. “You’ve got to be kidding. Everyone knows I’m bi – its not a secret never has been.”
He just looked at me. “This is Eric we’re talking about.”
He had a point. “So do you have a suggestion?”
“Up the ante just a bit.” Horatio grinned.
You know he hides that devious side well. “Well H, what do you have in mind?”
“Have Thomas pick you up for your date on Friday.” Horatio slipped on his glasses and walked out.
“I work with a bunch of conniving people.” I shook my head as I grabbed my cell phone.
“Thomas…” I laughed. “So this date…Pick me up at work.”
***
I could hear his growl from where I was standing next to Thomas. And let me tell you Thomas deserves an Academy Award for his performance. The man missed his calling. Though I thought the Jag was a bit much. I tried not to laugh as he drove up in the best Hollywood entrance I have ever seen. He stopped right in front of me, eased out of his car slipped off his sunglass and smiled right at me. If I didn’t know he was happily married with five-year-old twins and another on the way I would have swooned.
He walked up the stairs stopping just short. “Hi.”
Seriously an Academy Award performance. He introduced himself to each of my co-workers, even had flowers for Alexx.
“So what do you do?” Horatio asked like a concerned father. I was thoroughly entertained.
“I’m a lawyer.” Thomas answered. “Work for GE as a corporate lawyer. I recently got transferred to Miami from New York.” He wasn’t lying it was true.
“You originally from New York, then?” Alexx asked brightly. I tried so hard not to roll my eyes.
“Went to Columbia.” He grinned.
“Tim.” Calleigh looked over at me. “Didn’t you go to Columbia?”
I nodded shyly. “Yeah.”
Thomas turned with a pleased, surprised look. “Really, it was fate for us to meet.”
“We should get going.” I turn away as if embarrassed.
“Yes, we should,” Thomas smirked. “I’ve got a full evening planned.” He paused and with just a bit of leer. “We can pick up your bike tomorrow.”
I got into the car trying not to laugh at Eric’s growling. Thomas got behind the wheel giving me a sideways look. “Don’t expect me to kiss you.”
“God no.” I laughed. “So what exactly do you have planned?”
“Dinner with the family.” Thomas grinned. “Janice is going to grill you about this Eric person.” He took off out of the parking lot.
***
I glanced down at my hand next to the microscope. Oh my GOD! I looked up at Eric. “You got tickets to the opening game for the Miami Heat?” I asked a bit stunned.
He just grinned. “Won them off some radio station.” No way it was that easy. He must have pulled some serious strings. Believe me when I say, this will get him laid. “And since you’re the only one who would appreciate the value…”
“I’m so there.” I couldn’t help smiling. I’m a guy, I like basketball. Add on the fact I’m going to an opening game with Eric. Smiling is the equivalent of doing a happy dance around the lab.
“How about dinner….” Finally! Damn my phone.
I grabbed it. “Speedle.” It was Thomas ‘Have I mentioned how sorry I am my kids not only spilled grape juice all over you put ripped the sleeve off your shirt?‘ “Hey…yeah it was nice…” I laughed slightly ‘Oh I see Eric must be standing near by should I talk dirty to you. Never mind don’t want to go there – how about I break up with you? Or cancel a date that should get him riled up.’ Have I mentioned all my friend’s have devious minds? Thomas had a good idea. My voice dropped with disappointment. “No… it’s okay.” I looked down and out of the corner of my eye I could see Eric’s eyes narrow – bingo. “When will you be free?” ‘Never – if my wife as anything to say about it’. I had to will myself not to laugh, but instead just sigh slightly. “See you then.” I hung up the phone and turned back to Eric a bit subdued.
“Problems?” He tried to act natural. Eric, never commit a crime you can’t hide anything.
“Big case.” I shrugged. “We were supposed to go out tonight to an art gallery.”
He paused then asked. “You still want to go?”
I looked up, okay who gave him the wooing sheet? “What?”
“Art gallery…if you want to still go I can go with. Of course you might have to explain a few things to me. I’m more of a symphony guy.” He looked nervous – good. “I promise not to embarrass you.”
I just stared at him a bit longer making him sweat then smiled lightly. “Okay.”
He looked stunned. “Should I know anything?”
“Wear a suit.” It will be worth getting into one myself, just to see him dressed up.
***
“Are you picking out my suit?” I asked walking into my room.
Alexx just waved as she went through my closet. She pulls out my grey suit with my dark grey silk shirt and maroon tie. “This should do nicely.”
I just eyed her. “You know most people would be worried that their co-workers come into their bedroom and go through their closet.”
She just pushed me towards the bathroom. “Shower and SHAVE!” She pulled the door closed. I stood there, staring at the door. Finally, I shrugged, undressed and got into the shower. I’ve learned not to argue with Alexx.
I did a 360 in front of her. “Do I pass inspection?” I asked smiling.
“Honey if I wasn’t married.” She smiled at me. “Now go get your man.”
“Thanks.” I kissed her on the cheek and headed for the door.
***
I parked my bike and jogged a bit up the stairs. I wasn’t sure if he knew he was openly checking me out, but hey I took advantage and checked him out. He looked good in a navy blue suit.
“What?” I asked.
“Suit, clean-shaven… Satan must be ice skating.” He grinned. I rolled my eyes at him. Hah-ha I don’t like suits they’re constricting.
I watched from a distance as he took in the art. The gallery was displaying pieces from the Baroque Period. I’ve always loved art. I found it soothing and captivating. I could tell he was enjoying himself, was really getting into a few of the pieces.
“I’m glad to see you’re enjoying the art.” I smiled easily.
“I don’t know much about the Baroque period,” he answered. “Now music I can talk about not art though.”
“Well I guess you’ll have…” I began…
“Timothy!” I turned and looked at Thomas. What the hell? He wasn’t supposed to show up.
“Thomas.” I hugged him ‘What are you doing?’ I whispered. He replied. ‘Nothing worse than the competition showing up at the wrong moment’
He stepped back. “I got out early, figured I would surprise you.” He looked over at Eric. “Eric, right?” He held out his hand.
Eric looked like he wanted to hit him more than shake his hand. But I know his momma, she raised him to be polite. “Glad you could make it. Speed was telling me about the various artists.”
“You interested in the classical arts?” He asked smiling. Oh he’s good. My respect for Thomas’s evilness just went up.
“I enjoy the music from the time…” Eric answered making polite conversation.
“A symphony man…” Thomas grinned. “We must talk. Timothy here doesn’t know the difference between a harpsichord and a piano.” Hey! I just got insulted. I do to know about music. Is it my fault the classical pieces put me to sleep?
***
Thomas really upped the ante. He called me about twice a day; personally I think he was having way too much fun. Then Calleigh and Alexx would ask me about him each time they had a chance – always in front of Eric. It was a bit humorous. Eric, I noticed was quieter but not brooding – more like rethinking his strategy. Then the week went straight to hell.
I hate these types of crimes. Half the time you felt like you were spinning your wheels. You stand there staring at the suspect knowing in your gut he did it, but can’t find that one piece of evidence. But in the end we found it, and no one can last long against Horatio when he’s in that mode.
I stood next to Horatio smiling as they escorted the suspect away. I could feel the tension slip off my shoulders. As I headed for the locker room to grab my stuff my phone rang. And believe me when I say this – I was surprised by who was calling.
“Speedle.” I answered.
“Hey Speed.” I glanced at the phone.
“Maria?” Eric’s sister was calling me?
“Good you remember me.” She laughed slightly.
“Hard to forget, after all you showed me every singe one of the most humiliating baby pictures you could find of Eric,” I smirked as I sat down in front of my locker. “How can I help you?”
“I think it’s more how can I help you,” she practically purred.
“I’m listening.” I looked around the locker room making sure no one was around.
“Truth – we know Eric can woo a girl – he sucks at wooing a guy.” She stated matter-of-fact
“Really, I hadn’t noticed.” I smart mouthed off.
She laughed. “Good. I knew you were a smart boy. All you have to do is walk out to the parking lot and offer him a ride.”
“What?” I asked a bit stunned.
“Just do it,” she sighed and hung up.
I stared at my phone. Did I want to be part of this family? Hell yeah.
***
I watched as Eric ranted at his Lexus. “DAMN!” I smirked, devious creatures his sisters are.
“Problem?” I asked.
He turned looking frustrated. “My tire’s flat.”
“Got a spare?” I asked innocently, but had a feeling it was also flat
He just looked at me with that ‘duh’ expression. “Yeah and it’s flat.” Poor guy was so confused.
“If you don’t mind the bike I’ll give you a lift.” I motioned towards it. Deep breaths Speed don’t need to get hard just thinking about him plastered to your back arms wrapped around you as you speed down the highway.
He looked like a kid at Christmas. “Promise not to kill me.”
I grinned evilly. “I wouldn’t risk my bike.”
“Oh I see where I stand in the scheme of things.” he teased as we headed for the bike.
“Do you?” I asked sincerely. I really think he doesn’t know how much I love him.
***
I wasn’t in a hurry to get home so I just drove around the city. Feeling him wrapped around me – my God it was wonderful. I wondered what it would feel like to have his legs wrapped around my waist as I thrust into him. Looks like I’m going to do another lap, got to calm down a bit before stopping.
I stopped at an out of the way place that had the best fish tacos and cold beer. We were able to just sit and enjoy the food and the company. Something was going on in his head. He suggested a walk; poor boy wasn’t used to riding. Wonder if he would enjoy another type of ride?
I never knew he almost made the Olympic swim team; wow that’s something. I mean I knew he loved to swim and had competed but not that he had gotten so close to a career in it. I’m a bit thankful he didn’t – then I wouldn’t have met him. I told him about my love for cooking.
As we headed back towards the bike I decided to end this once and for all. No more games, no more wooing. I’ll just tell Eric the truth. I love him and have loved him for a long time.
I leaned up against my bike. “Eric…”
I suddenly found myself in Eric’s arms being kissed deeply. His mouth was soft and wonderful. I opened up letting him in. I could taste the beer and tacos. I was getting lost in the sensation when a honk jerked us apart. I panted slightly, lust coursing through my body. “Get on.” I motioned towards the bike. He slid on then nuzzled my neck. Oh God – my neck was extremely sensitive. I purred. I gunned the engine and took off.
When we arrived at his apartment I turned around on my bike and looked at him. “Eric.”
“I love you.” He looked a bit startled and I could see the fear deep in his eyes.
I smiled a true smile. One I haven’t smiled in over ten years. “I love you too.”
He kissed me hard, demanding entrance as he detailed every inch of my mouth. I shifted trying to get closer. I need him. I felt the bike shift and pull back steadying it so we wouldn’t crash to the ground – hey protecting my assets: Eric’s fine body and Ducati’s aren’t cheap.
“So I do come after the bike,” he teased.
A shot of lust went through my body, making me even harder. “I can make you cum on the bike.”
He looked a bit stunned “I’ve got a nice big…” Hmm it seems his nipples are sensitive. I scraped my fingernails over them. I tried not to giggle at his loss of words.
He pulled away from me and got off the bike, his hand held out in invitation. I hope he realizes this is a done deal – once I take that hand he isn’t getting rid of me. I took it as I got off the bike. We walked up to his apartment door. I could feel the tension start to build. I slip my arms around him, “Shh…” nuzzling his ear, “We only go as fast as you want.”
I felt him relax in my arms. He opened the door and pulled me into the apartment. I kissed him softly and began trailing a path down his neck. His neck is long and elegant great to nibble on. He pulled me closer, grinding into me. I looked up into his eyes. They were filled with need.
“What do you want Eric?” I looked at him.
“You,” he answered simply.
I laughed and pushed him up against the wall. “You want to be inside of me? Me inside of you? Want me to blow you?”
He groaned and thrust into my hip. “Speed…”
I dragged him down the hallway into his bedroom. I stripped him out of his clothes touching, caressing, and feeling the beautiful body in front of me. The man was absolutely gorgeous. Broad shoulders, lean stomach, and strong thighs – once again the image of those wrapped around my waist went straight to my groin.
“Relax…” I soothed.
I got him onto the bed, not letting up on the assault. I nipped, sucked, and licked every inch in front of me. I gazed at his hard cock. It was thick and leaking fluid. I swiped the head with my tongue, tasting him for the first time. I took him fully into my mouth.
“OH MY GOD!” He arched upward.
I chuckled slightly adding a new sensation to my sucking. I had to hold his hips slightly to make sure he didn’t lose control. I felt his hand in my hair gripping the strands but not pushing me. I hummed around him enjoying the whimpering I was getting from him. I could tell he was close, so I relaxed and deep throated him. He shouted and came – I greedily swallowed everything.
He tugged at my hair. I looked up as he pulled me up towards him. He kissed me deeply sweeping his tongue through my mouth tasting himself. I thrust into his hip I didn’t want to scare him by asking for something he wasn’t ready for.
I was suddenly on my back looking up at a grinning Eric. He took me in his hand. I moaned and thrust into the touch. My back arched as my head fill back into the pillow when his thumb caressed over the head. Oh God his hands are lethal weapons. I was close to the edge so I knew it wouldn’t take long for me to cum. He leaned forward and began to whisper in my ear – in Russian. I shouted and came. I lay there panting. Then the bastard starts licking my cum off his fingers. I groaned, man that was hot. He just grinned and kept licking them clean. I tackled him to the bed. I’ll teach him to tease me – I kissed him deeply. This is where I belonged, in his arms.
***
I woke up with my back to Eric, his arms around me. I lifted up slightly wondering what woke me up. I heard the noise again; it was coming from the kitchen. I slid out of Eric’s arms and grabbed my pants and shirt. I eased out of the bedroom and down the hallway.
I paused at the end of the hallway. Eric’s mom was in the kitchen.
“Mrs. Delko?” I asked curiously.
She turned with a smile. “I was just fixing some breakfast. Eric never eats breakfast and he should he’s a growing boy.”
“What are you fixing?” I decided not to question and just go with it.
“I was thinking some eggs, bacon, ham, maybe an omelet or waffles, oh and some fresh fruit. And I brought some danishes.” She grabbed some eggs out of the fridge.
That’s all? “Need some help? I can make a mean omelet.” I sat down at the kitchen table.
She paused. “You can cook?”
“It’s a hobby.” My small list of people who know is getting bigger.
“And yet you are so skinny!” she exclaimed. “Great now I have two boys who need to be fed.” She then looked at me very seriously. “You hurt him…”
“I love him,” I told her.
She smiled brightly. “Come help me with the omelets.”
It wasn’t much later a noise startled both of us. We turned to see Eric standing in the living room. He was trying to act calmly, but failed miserably. I wiped my hands off and walked up to him.
“I’m here,” I whispered kissing him softly. “I’m not leaving.”
He kissed me back, holding on. “I love you.”
“Ahhh that’s so…” We looked over at his mom. “So I see my advice worked.”
“Yes, momma it did.” He walked over to her and kissed her cheek.
She beamed at the two of us. “Welcome to the family.”
I smiled. I could get used to this.
***
How the hell did I let him convince me to do this? Well the fact that he had my cock in his mouth at the time must account for something. I agreed to go, but no way was I diving. I’ll just sit on the boat and watching him dive. Watch that nice Cuban ass in that tight wet suit. I could even come to enjoy scuba diving.
I was heading back to the boat when I heard my name called. I looked over and smiled.
“Thomas,” I grinned giving him a hug. “I should have called, I’m sorry.”
“I figured everything worked out when I suddenly didn’t hear from you in the past six weeks.” He looked over at Eric prepping the boat.
“Well I’ve been busy.” I blushed slightly.
“Glad to see it worked out.” He laughed. “We should have dinner together. Introduce him to my wife.”
I looked down and away. “I haven’t told him yet.”
“Speed!” Thomas laughed. “The man was ready to hunt me down and kill me.”
“I know.” I smile.
“Shameless.” He looked over to see Janice walking up. “I’m glad to see you happy.”
“I am.” I looked over at Janice and the twins. “Hi.”
“I see all is well that ends well.” She grinned. “So no more dates with my husband?”
“Not sure what you saw in him.” I teased. “Terrible date.”
She laughed. “Well if I recall it was you that convinced me to give him a shot.”
“Oh yeah, sorry about that.” We laughed at Thomas’s mock hurt expression. “I should get back to the boat.”
Janice looked at me. “Dinner. I need to make sure he’s good enough for you.”
Do I have a sign over my head that says I need to be mothered? “I’ll give you a call.”
I walked back and climbed aboard the boat. Eric was just standing there. “Eric?” He shook his head and looked at me. “You okay?”
“Thomas?” He asked glancing back towards the dock.
I just smiled so he finally figured it out. “If I waited for you to figure things out and actually get to the wooing part I would have been retired.”
“So he…” Eric truly looked shocked.
“Is one of my only friends from college,” I answered. The one and only friend. “And that was his wife and their twin boys – their third is due in two months.”
“I’m not sure if I should be relieved or pissed…” I can tell he’s upset so I just smile. He sighed and shook his head. Okay now lets just wait till the light bulb goes off. There it is. “Alexx?” I nodded. “Calleigh?” I nodded again. “Horatio?” I smirked. “My Lexus…”
I can’t take credit for that one. “Your sisters are devious creatures…”
He stood there in shock. Yes, I know they’re good. “Remind me to send them flowers.”
“Already did, honey,” I pulled him into my arms kissing him soundly. “So, this boat, does it have a bed in it?”
“Yeah,” he groaned, as I slid my hands under his shirt.
“Good…” I licked his earlobe. “We’ll be out on the open sea – alone – no one around for miles.”
He moaned and took my mouth in a passionate kiss. He pulled me down towards the cabin. I fell in love with him all over again when he handed me lube and whispered he was ready. We didn’t make it out to the open sea. With his lean legs wrapped around me I slipped into him for the first time. I shouted his name out burying myself deep inside of him.
***
“And that my friend’s is how it really happened.” I looked over at Eric smiling.
His mouth was dropped open then closed. “I’m not that bad at wooing.”
I just looked at him. “Scuba diving?”
“Okay so that was a bad choice, but I can woo.” He glared at me.
“Oh really,” I challenged.
“You just wait.” He stormed off.
I grinned. Let the wooing begin.