Legal Disclaimer: I don't own The Mummy, or the actors, sadly. Please don't sue me, I'm very poor and I can't exactly afford a law suit at this point in my life.
Where
Love Leads
Started: 1/7/04
Who would have thought that after defeating a resurrected mummy, a little mess in a library would still be so overwhelming?
Evelyn Carnahan's eyes were wide as she continued to stare in awe at the fallen shelves and the unceremonious piles of books all over the place. Was it possible that her little accident had grown in the time that she was gone? It certainly seemed that way!
She was tempted to leave without cleaning it up, and turn in her two weeks notice, but she couldn't bring herself to do such a thing. Instead, she stepped hesitantly toward the nearest bookshelf, and began with questionable results to pull the shelf to stand once again.
"Ahem."
Evelyn jumped at the voice and turned, looking to the door to see a smirking Rick O'Connell.
"Oh, you surprised me!" She exclaimed, her hand to her chest. Then her eyes narrowed.
"Mr. O'Connell," she began. Her glasses had slipped down her nose and she looked at him in a chastising manner. "You really should know better! After everything that we've been through, with resurrected mummies and what not, I would have thought that you would understand how easily-"
Her scolding was cut short, however, by Rick's arms around her body, and his lips softly pressed against her own.
The kiss lasted for several long, beautiful minutes, and when they finally moved away from each other, a soft smile was on Evelyn's face, eyes shining.
"Oh." She breathed, before her gaze locked with his, arms wrapped around his neck.
"Yeah." he murmured, a silly grin on his face as he leaned in and nuzzled his nose against Evelyn's playfully.
"So," he began, pulling back slightly and looking around, "This all your mess?"
He received a hard look as she pulled away from his arms and moved back to the first shelf, beginning to tug again, grunting cutely from the effort.
"Whoa, Evy, let me help you." Rick insisted, moving toward her and bending to pull up the case. Once righted again, he glanced at the other dozen or so and sighed, putting a hand to his lower back.
"Easy." He said with more confidence than he felt, and Evelyn grinned, moving to do something a bit easier and less strenuous. Like organizing the books.
XXXXXX
"See? That wasn't so hard!" Evelyn exclaimed, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear before looking to Rick with excitement in her eyes. "And now, I get to keep my job!" She was grinning, her face illuminated with her obvious pleasure, and Rick couldn't help but think that she had never looked so beautiful, her hair slightly tousled, face flushed from both happiness and from the hard work of hauling heavy volumes back and forth.
A few buttons of her shirt were undone to help her cool off, and Rick swallowed hard against the sudden lump in his throat.
"Listen... um, I was wondering, what were you planning on doing now that we're done here?" He asked, looking a bit nervous.
"Oh, nothing really...why?" she replied, looking at him curiously, her hands unconciously wringing.
"Oh, I just thought we could...ya' know, go for a walk, or..."
Her face lit up, and she took a few steps toward him, smiling broadly.
"Oh, that would be lovely!" She insisted, taking his hands in hers.
"Really?" he grinned. "Now? I mean, do you want to go now, or… later? Or do you-"
Evelyn shushed him with a finger to his lips.
"Yes, I would like to go now, Mr. O'Connell." she whispered, and all tension left him as relief flooded his body. Giving a goofy, playful grin, he presented his arm, and she took it gladly, walking out the front door and into the dark Cairo city streets.
XXXXXX
They walked silently for some time, arm in arm. Reaching a small park, Evelyn looked uncertainly to Rick's eyes, and then a small stone bench.
He noticed where her eyes landed and he motioned to the bench with a tip of his head.
"Do you wanna sit down?" he asked softly, and he smiled at her shy nod.
Shy? I wonder how come... he thought to himself, his brow furrowing slightly.
Sitting down, he tugged Evelyn gently to sit next to him.
"This is nice." he said softly, faking a yawn and large stretch. Upon bringing his arms back down, he slid one across Evelyn's shoulders. Mentally he kicked himself as he waited for her slap...
But it didn't come. In fact, she turned her head and smiled up into his face, before cuddling close against him.
"Yes, I agree, this is very nice indeed." she said softly, and he smiled, pleased that things seemed to be working out so well.
And then he was shocked when in a flash she had turned, and her face was inches from his.
Her eyes, he felt, were trying to see deep within him, and he felt strangely naked under her scrutiny.
"Kiss me, Rick." he moved toward her, but she put up her hand.
"Not like you have before." she clarified. His brow furrowed.
What's wrong with the way I kiss her?!
"You've been holding something back every time we've kissed, and I want you to kiss me like you... like you mean it." She looked slightly confused now, almost as if she didn't entirely understand what she was asking for.
But Rick understood, and he smiled lovingly at Evelyn, before he leaned toward her, and pressed his lips to hers.
The kiss started out like all others, and Evelyn was just about to pull back and protest when Rick intensified the contact. Slowly he brought his hand up to cup her cheek as he nibbled softly on her lower lip.
A low sound escaped her, and she pulled away, her eyes wide.
"How was that?" Rick queried with an arch of an eyebrow, his voice soft.
Her mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out. Nothing had ever felt like that before. Instead of speaking, she simply nodded.
Rick chuckled, running a hand through her hair as he watched her face, watched the myriad of different expressions cross her features. Wonder first, then joy, and then, desire.
Meeting his eyes, Evelyn bit her lip before speaking.
"Rick... can you do that again?" she asked, lowering her gaze.
"Of course." he replied playfully, reaching out and tilting her chin up before moving in quickly and kissing her with a passion that was finally unrestrained.
She gasped as his mouth fit over hers, his tongue delved in to dance with hers, and she tentatively reached up and rested her hands on his shoulders.
Moving his hands down, Rick placed them on her sides, tugging her gently to sit closer to him.
The kiss broke when both needed oxygen more than they needed the close, intimate contact between each other, and Evelyn was breathing slightly harder than before.
"I like that..." she said softly, placing her fingers against her lips which were still tingling.
Rick grinned. "And it gets better then that." he mumbled.
"Can you show me?"
Does she know what she's asking for? He thought to himself, unable to believe his good luck.
"Um, Evelyn... that would involve..."
She grinned broadly. "Intercourse?" His face reddened, and she delighted in finally catching him off guard for a change, "I know that."
"And you want..." he gulped slightly, "me to have-um, to show you."
She nodded, taking his hand in hers and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"I love you, Rick." she said softly, and his eyes slid closed for a moment, before opening again.
"Oh God, Evy I love you too." he whispered, giving her an emotional smile which she gladly returned.
"Ready to go home?" Rick asked, standing up and helping her to stand next to him.
"Yes, let's go." Wrapping her arm around his own and leaning against him, they walked toward the manor.