Being imprisoned by snow for the past week gave me this Randy idea. We'll see how I feel about it in a few days. Read, review and enjoy.
"Reese, Reese look at me!" Randy begged, hovered over his fiance as she was carted away on a stretcher.
"I know you're scared, but you need to let us help her." A nurse held a hand to his chest so he couldn't follow them into the operating room.
"Reese!" Jax pressed her hand over her mouth and stifled a cry.
"We're gonna do everything we can to save your sister." The nurse put a hand on her shoulder before going into the room.
"This is my fault. My sister could die...because of me."
"Because of us..." Randy leaned his against the wall and closed his eyes.
"You gonna come in, or you gonna just stand there?" She asked as she waded around in the pool.
"You always take late night swims by yourself?" Randy asked.
"Do you always talk to strangers late at night?" Her long
"Sometimes." He chuckled.
"So what's keeping you up?" She asked.
"Same." She said. She swam up to the edge of the pool and rested her arms on it. "So how 'bout it?" She asked. Randy smirked and kicked off his shoes. She smiled and made way for him to step in in front of her. She put her hands on his waist then lifted his shirt above his head.
"This is bad..." His voice barely above a whisper.
"I know." She grabbed the back of his neck and brought her mouth to his. His lips were soft, hers were sweet. He pulled away, resting his forehead on hers.
"Stop." He said.
"No." She trailed kisses up his neck. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been touched like that. He spun her around and pressed her back against the side of the pool.
"Tell me your name."
"You really care?" She pulled reached down and pulled off his shorts, tossing them behind her. Kissing him, she grabbed his throbbing member and guided it between her legs. She threw her head back and let him control the pace.
Randy walked slowly back into the hotel and headed for the elevator. The longest 30 seconds of his life, the door reopened on his floor. He paused when he made it to his room, praying Reese hadn't woke up while he was gone. Lucky him, she was still in bed, the same position as when he left. God, she was beautiful when she slept, so peaceful. He slipped on a dry pair of shorts and carefully crawled in bed beside her, the woman he loved, the woman he'd just betrayed.
"Because of us..."