Author's Note 6/21/2013: I'm adding a note to all my fics to tell my readers that yes, all fics will be finished and I am writing. As some of you know, I had a huge health scare, and between October and February was sidetracked with that, having to have gyn surgery in January as well as some extensive medical treatment with side effects. I am now two weeks post op from sinus and nasal surgery and have had complications. It is no party. I'm not even looking forward to vacation next week, but very glad we opted not to fly, as I could not comfortably, but now face a 14 hour drive each way. Oh well, I'm sure I'll feel better soon.

So this being said, my head and heart just isn't always in my writing, and I refuse to just post something for the sake of it, but there are bits and pieces completed, including much of the rest of Double Take and Domestic, so just hang in there for me. Thanks.


Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans. If I did, I'd share them with Kry.


Warning: I regret nothing


You've Got Mail


Chapter 55


They finally ordered the rest of their meal and shared smiles and looks, but conversation was held at a minimum.

Until they began to reminisce.

"I must confess Richard something about the first time I saw you." Kori's tone was playful.

"A confession? Are you trying to scare me off, perhaps get me to break our engagement?" he teased, "Because even without an engagement ring, we have a verbal agreement that you will marry me, and verbal agreements are binding."

Kori's smile broadened, happy to play the game, glad that things were falling back into what was their natural order of things. "Oh you do not have a thing to worry about my dear sir, my word is my bond."

He let out a breath, relieved, although his confidence was gaining as the discussion went on. "Good to know."

Richard eyed Kori's champagne flute, all but emptied, and when he lifted the bottle from its ice bucket found it to be empty as well. He nodded to the waiter.

"Nor do I think that what I am about to say would send you to do the running for the hills, as they say." The waiter returned with the champagne and Richard filled their glasses. "Thank you." She took a sip.

"Are you stalling?"

"Well, no, this is for the courage perhaps."


"It is just that when I saw you for the first time... well, I thought you were..." she blushed.

"I was?"

"You know this-"

"Humor me."

"That I found you very, very handsome."

"Oh you did, did you?" Kori nodded and took a long sip from her glass. Amused by her behavior, Richard asked, "Is that bad?"

"To be honest I did the thinking about running for the hills." Richard frowned for a moment and then a smile began to return as he remembered their first meeting outside the Axe and the Palm. Kori looked at him becoming utterly distressed, "Too handsome and the sexy. But as you recall, I did not run-"

"Kori," he soothed, "when I first saw you, I remember thinking that I had been set up by my friends because you were exactly my type. I think we've talked about this before." He cupped her chin. "Yes, you are exactly my type, and was instantly drawn to you. But there's nothing wrong with physical attraction."

"No, you are correct; there is not."

"And we agree that what we have is much, much more than that."

"Yes, but the attraction is nice."

"I'm not complaining Kori; it hasn't gotten in the way of loving each other."

She arched a brow in challenge. "Even when others are attracted to me, or at least looking at me?"

Richard clenched his jaw for a moment and then caught himself and relaxed it. "I'm doing better with that, but yes I do get jealous, okay, even angry when other men look at you."

Kori smiled gently, not wanting to ruin the evening. "Do you trust me?"


"Do you have any idea what the newspapers say that you have been up to here while I've been home?"

Richard rubbed the back of his neck. "I... uh... um... yes?"

"Richard, I completely trust you. You would not do a thing to jeopardize us. Neither would I. That is not going to change." She paused. "But what I am I concerned about..."

She looked away even though he was still holding her chin, so he rubbed his thumb along her jaw gently. "What are you concerned about?"

"How much I miss you."

He let out a sigh. "And I will miss you and I have been missing you. A lot. This is ridiculous. I don't have to be here. Really Kori, we should talk more about me quitting this job-"

She put a finger to his lips and he swallowed hard. "We will work everything out. We have faith and each other, we each are very busy with our own careers, there is no reason to make that decision in the next few days." She bit her lip and then gave him a sultry look. "You just asked me something which I happily agreed to just minutes ago and I am hoping there is a special way that we can do the commemorating of that-"

"and how are we going to commemorate our engagement Kori?"

"Why do you not bring me back to the hotel and you shall find out?"


"I've taken the liberty of ordering another bottle of champagne."

"Another one?"

"Well, I can cancel it-"

"Do you wish to do the taking of advantage of me this evening Mr. Grayson?"

His face fell a bit, "Well, uh, that wasn't the intention Kori, I was trying to be romantic. I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted. I am simply doing the teasing of you."

He chuckled and tickled her ribs for a moment and then pulled her in for a hug, "Well, considering it is me to whom you are engaged, feel free to have your wits about you my love or if you prefer, because it's just the two of us, just let go."

"Let go?"


"Are you implying that I do not do the letting go of myself when me make love?"


There was a knock on the door. "Room service."

"Ah, I see you were 'saved by the bell' as they say."

"That I was." Giving Kori a kiss on the lips, he turned and let in the bell hop, who brought in the trolley with the champagne, ice bucket and two glasses. "I'll take it from here," Richard told the man as he tipped him, sending him on his way.

Kori came up to Richard from behind and wrapped her arms around his waist as he opened the bottle, and he looked back over his shoulder and smiled at her, giving her a wink.

"I am very happy."

The words were so simple but they meant everything. He closed his eyes, letting the feeling sink in, committing it to memory. "You have no idea how that makes me to hear you say that." He set down the bottle and turned around and to kiss her. "I love you so much."

If he hadn't been sure before, he was certain then he had made the right decision to propose.


Tongues entwined, caressing, tasting, playing. Richard always allowed Kori to set the tone for their time together; he never minded. So playful it would be this evening. He could do playful. Intensely romantic had been the flavor of their lovemaking earlier and while he would not have minded a repeat of that level of connection, playful was always, well, fun.

She giggled against his lips as she broke the kiss, smiling at him with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

He chuckled and shook his head, "What devious plans are you making Kori?"

"Nothing deviant I assure you." Not losing her smile, he knew she hadn't misunderstood him, she was making a play on words.

"No dear, devious. What?"

"No plans for the immediate future, but just remembering the hot tub in Napa."

"That was fun."

"I'm glad you agree. It is a shame there is no hot tub here tonight. I am sure the bathtub or even the shower would suffice-"

"Just say the word and I'll find out if there is a suite with one available tonight. We are celebrating."



"You would not mind?"

"Not at all. Kori, you never ask me for anything like this, never expect anything. We've just gotten engaged. If you want to spend the rest of the night or the next few days frolicking around in the hot tub with me, who am I to deny my future wife anything like that. "


"Really. Actually, I'm going to have to insist."

"But I have no bathing suit packed this time," she said innocently.

"Who says you are going to get to wear any clothes, let alone a bathing suite for the rest of your stay, my future wife?"


Within a few minutes after Richard made a call to the front desk of the hotel and he was informed that there was a suite available with an in-room hot tub, the key was brought up to the room by the bellhop who was a bit confused that Richard was not needing to move their luggage and would be retaining both rooms. He wouldn't need the larger suite for the entirety of his entire stay in London, he just needed it for the next few nights, not that he was taking the time to explain things to the hotel staff.

"Oh this is glorious," Kori enthused when they were up in the upgraded suite and alone once more. The view was spectacular, and Kori easily recognized Big Ben and the House of Parliament. "Oh, look at the city at night," she breathed, "this is a wonderful view of it."

"It was this side or the Thames."

"This is a wonderful choice. The city lights are beautiful."

"So you won't be shy sitting in the hot tub looking out without the curtains drawn. Someone might see us you know?"

"My attention will be solely on you, Richard, and I doubt anyone will be able to see in."

"Are you turning into an exhibitionist, my little vixen?"

"No," Kori accepted a glass of champagne Richard had just poured for her, "it is just that I do not believe that we are at much risk at being seen; but perhaps we should close the curtains or wait until later. My attention will be just on you. Unless you really want them open – do you?"

"On second thought-" Richard kissed her neck, "mine," and then gave it a bit of a bite, "no one else's." He then looked into Kori's eyes, his eyes dark and his face turning serious, stormy. "Sitting in the hot tub is one thing, but no one else can see you naked, even if it is when I'm making love to you. No. No one else can see you. I doubt I'd handle that well."

It was thrilling and scary and even worrisome to see Richard's reaction. His expression softened when she put her palm on his cheek. He then took her hand in his and, while maintaining eye contact, kissing her palm. "Sorry, sometimes I get, a bit... well-"

"As the caveman?"

He laughed, "Yes, exactly. Next you'll find me dragging you off to my cave by your beautiful hair and lying you down on my hard-won animal skins and having my caveman way with you."

Kori shivered a bit at the thought of it, but giggled at the same time. "Oh, tell me more, this sounds fun."

"Fun? Likely. But primitive."

"Primitive, huh? Do you mean barbaric?"

"Oh never. The only people I am barbaric toward are the people that may try to come between us."

"I think I understand."

"Let me put it this way. By primitive, I mean you and me. No champagne or cushy bed, those types of amenities. I'd never be rough or barbaric beyond love bites. Um, I imagine the possibilities are endless for us, you are a very sexy cavewoman."

"I am, am I?"

"The sexiest."

"And for the record, I very much enjoy the love bites."

His eyes darkened in a very different way than before and he dipped his head to graze his teeth down her neck and bite down on her collarbone.

"Ooooh. Is that what you would like to do now?"

"We-ll," he said, drawing out the word a bit, "what I think is that we put the hot tub and the caveman sex off for the moment."

Kori pouted and Richard laughed and pulled her in for a cuddle.

"But Kori I do have an idea of something new I'd like to do that we've never done before."

"New?" There was uncertainty in her voice.

"It's the perfect time for it."

"It is?"

"I don't think you've tried it before."

Kori's heart was pounding, but not necessarily in a good way. She swallowed and straightened her back, time to assert herself. "Have you?"

Richard smiled. "Of course not, but I've been looking forward to it for a while."

Kori blinked, holding very still, uncertain what was going on.

"I want us to make love as an engaged to be married couple..."

Kori broke away from him and grabbed a pillow and started belting him with it. "That was mean!"

"I know, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"


"Have you forgiven me yet?"


"How about now?"


"Foot rub."


"Back massage."

"No, that will lead to other things you do not deserve."

"Foot rub then, please."

"I am still considering it."

"I'm sorry."

"I thought the barrage of blows by pillow got this out of your system."

"No. I reconsidered. You were mean."

"Kori look at me."

"No, I will give in then."

"Do you want me to go back to the other suite?"

Then she turned to face him. "You are giving up this easily? We have our first little tiff and you are about to do the leaving rather than just wait for me to get my emotions back under control? I know you were teasing and it was a cute idea, but I am vulnerable. I am not meaning to ruin the evening but I am so emotional-"

Kori broke down into tears. It was bottled up for so long. Some good but more bad. The added good on top of course, getting engaged that evening, but so much that had been going on in her life with school and Richard being gone. All the financial pressures. Concerns over Bruce's interference in their lives. The tabloids, no matter how much she knew it wasn't true it got to her. Donna getting married and a new and sub par roommate in Tara. Finals coming up.

Richard moved in front of her and pulled her into a hug that she returned, holding on for dear life.

"Oh Kori, I'm so sorry, we were keeping the conversation so light, I didn't mean to strike a nerve. I really just should have come out and said I couldn't wait for us to make love now that we are engaged, now that our commitment is even deeper. I know it's going to be more meaningful and I can't wait to share that with you."

Kori pulled out of the hug, and searched his eyes. "But why were you doing the joking about it?"

"I wasn't joking. I thought you might even guess what I was getting at."


Kori turned her back and Richard came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. "Do you want to just get some rest? We can shop for a ring in the morning."



To be continued...