A/N: This is a SEQUEL to Mum's the Word. I would recommend reading that first. This story is set right after Mum's the Word. And be warned... the rating is M. If you don't like Mature stuff, please walk away now.
Disclaimer: none of the characters are mine, nor were they used for monetary reasons. They belong to the makers of "The Flying Doctors" and the actors who portrayed them. This story if for entertainment purposes only.
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Geoff was standing in his bedroom, looking at his closet. On his bed were several shirts and pants.
I can't believe I'm this nervous. I look like a girl. Look at all those clothes! I can't decide what to wear...
A knock on his door. Geoff looked up from his musings.
"Yes?"
His mum poked her head around the corner of the door.
"What time did you say you would meet her, again, dear?"
Her eyes went wide with surprise when she noticed the big pile of clothes on the bed.
"Geoffrey! What has gotten into you?! You can't be THAT nervous!"
"Obviously, I can, mum. I know I'm running late, so please stop bothering me and let me finish getting dressed."
He resolutely picked up one of the pants on the bed and put it on. Now all he needed was a shirt. Right. That one would do. He picked up one of the last shirts in the closet and finished dressing.
Right. Ready. No! Socks! I need socks!
He quickly grabbed a pair of socks from his drawer and put them on. His shoes followed suit and he practically ran out of the room. Or... he would have, if his mother had not still been standing there. She stopped him and gave him the once over.
Smiling, she said: "Boys. Will they ever learn? Khaki pants, a pink shirt and green socks?! Your mind must be at that picnic already. You're supposed to be smart, dear."
She walked towards his closet and got a pair of matching socks for him. Being a good boy, Geoff took off his shoes, switched his socks and put his shoes back on.
"There. Now you can go and knock that lady of yours off her feet."
"Thanks, mum." Geoff turned and ran, looking at his watch.
Damn, only 25 minutes to get there. I hope I will make it.
Glad he had had the sense to get the car ready and packed before he got dressed, he jumped in the car and drove off. Ready for his first official date with Kate.
When he got to the point where he could no longer drive, he parked his car and started collecting the things he had brought. A blanket to sit on, a very big basket filled with a generous lunch, consisting of sandwiches, lamingtons, some cake, 2 chocolate bars and a couple of apples, a thermos of tea, a bottle of water, some sodas, some beers and a bottle of wine. Just to be sure. He checked to see if the bottles had survived the trip, which they had, as did the cups and glasses. Then he got out his personal bag with his swimming trunks, 2 large towels, a book and a radio for emergencies.
I should have brought something to transport this on, I feel like a mule.
He looked at his watch, then quickly grabbed the blanket as the movement made it fall of his arm. Two minutes to spare. Not bad. He listened for the sound of a car in the distance. Yes! There it was! Within seconds the car rounded a corner and the long stretch of road separating him from Kate diminished quickly. As she pulled up and parked the car next to his, she got out with her own small backpack and looked at him.
"You should have brought a slave to carry that for you." She smiled.
"I figured that's where *you* would come in handy", Geoff retorted with an evil smile. Then he handed her the blanket. "Here, make yourself useful." She took the blanket and slapped it against his behind.
"Hey!", he fake-jumped. Both smiled. Geoff went on: "Glad you made it. Let's go."
Together they walked the remainder of what was now only a small path to get to the riverbank, which was often used for picnics or just swimming, but never by Geoff or Kate. Not alone anyway. They had been there for swimming with their friends of course. It was still early in the season though. Usually the spot wasn't 'occupied' until later in the season. Exactly for that reason, they had picked this spot. They didn't want to be disturbed. About halfway there, Geoff suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?", Kate asked.
"Just a cramp. It's nothing", Geoff answered. He switched the basket to his other hand and started walking again.
It took another 10 minutes to walk there, but then Kate poked Geoff.
"Look! There it is!" She looked very excited. Geoff looked at her and smiled.
God, she is beautiful.
They looked around for the best spot to sit and when they had found one, Kate put the blanket down. Geoff set down the basket and his bag and shook his arms to release some of the tension.
"What exactly did you pack, that is so heavy?", Kate asked as she opened the basket. Seeing all the delicious treats, she squealed. "Oh Geoff! Wonderful! Did you make those sandwiches yourself? And the lamingtons? And the cake?"
"Well, actually, yes", Geoff answered shyly. "I like to cook in my spare time."
Kate was amazed and it showed in her eyes when she looked at him.
"Wow. A doctor AND a cook! I must be the luckiest girl on the planet!", she grinned. She started to unpack. When she was done, she set herself down comfortably and looked around. Geoff was nowhere in sight. Worried, she sat up straighter.
"Geoff? Where are you?", she asked hesitantly.
A bit louder: "Geoff?" Still no sign of Geoff.
"Geoff!" Definitely yelling now.
Suddenly she heard a branch cracking behind her. She spun around and was met by a smiling Geoff, offering her a bouquet of freshly picked flowers. Well, something that pretended to be that, anyway, as the flowers were not very big yet, this time of year.
Kate was not in the mood for flowers, however, still feeling slightly anxious. She jumped up and took two steps away from Geoff.
"What the hell were you thinking?! Letting me think something had happened to you!"
She slapped at the flowers, still being offered to her.
"You can keep your flowers. I don't want them." Her cheeks were red and there were tears in her eyes.
Geoff dropped the flowers and moved forward, towards her.
"Oh Kate, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to upset you!"
As he tried to slip his arms around her waist she pushed him away.
"No."
"But Kate, I was just trying to be nice."
"You have a weird way of showing that", she replied.
Geoff took a step back and gave her some room.
"I'm sorry."
With that, he picked up what was left of the flowers and put them next to the blanket on the ground. He turned around to find Kate following his every move with her eyes.
Was she just checking out my butt?
He decided to let her calm down a bit and sat down on the blanket. He padded the space next to him.
"Come and sit. Please?" He gave her his best smile.
But Kate was stubborn and refused to sit. She just stood there, and glared at him. He was starting to feel very uncomfortable and tried to busy himself with re-arranging stuff she had put out.
"Do you want a sandwich?" He offered her one.
"No." She turned around, facing the other way.
Now what did I do?
He got up and walked over to where she was standing. Her body was slightly shaking and soft whimpering sounds were coming from her mouth.
Oh my God. She's crying!
"Kate? What's wrong?" Geoff asked, worried. He carefully put one hand on her shoulder. When she didn't slap it away, he dared to move in closer and he turned her around.
"Why are you crying? Is it because I scared you?" He couldn't keep the worry out of his voice.
Suddenly, Kate gave in and hugged him tightly, her face in the nook of his shoulder, tears spilling from her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Geoff", she mumbled into his shirt. "Here you are, being so nice and all, and all I can be is stubborn. I guess it's just hard for me to let someone in again."
"It's hard for me too, honey," Geoff softly whispered in her ear, "but we have to try. I need you in my life. I love you. "
"I love you too."
They stood like that for minutes, until Kate had stopped crying and all they were doing was hugging and slightly rocking back and forth.
"Let's go sit, ok?" Geoff asked. He led her towards the blanket and eased her down. He sat down next to her and looked into her eyes. She looked back. Both sets of eyes showed the love they felt for each other. Geoff put his hand under her chin and lifted it up.
"This will be hard, but I'm confident we can make it", he said. She nodded.
He leaned in and let his lips brush lightly over hers. He could hear her gasp as he watched her eyes close. He pulled her lower lip softly in his mouth and sucked on it and felt her respond. This was nothing like that first kiss, so full of hunger and need. It was sweeter. Much sweeter. Slowly he let his tongue run over her lower lip and then the upper lip. At this point, Kate decided she had waited long enough and deepened the kiss by capturing his tongue in her mouth and wrapping hers around it. This elicited a groan from Geoff. Smiling she played with his tongue. He soon caught up and did his best to gain control over the situation, which was quickly growing out of control. Without leaving her mouth, he leaned in more and pushed her down on the blanket. Kate moaned. He rolled them to a comfortable position and started to use his hands, which had been oddly still up to now. His hands roamed over her back and through her hair, holding her face, then stroking her arms, he needed to feel her. To get to know her body. Kate had been dreaming of this for months and her hands did some roaming of their own. She was pulling him closer by grabbing his head. Pushing her fingers through his wonderful hair. God, she loved that hair. She kept one hand there and the other one wandered to his back, drawing circles on it with her fingers. Geoff repositioned himself and she got an accidental feel of exactly why he moved. Something in the back of her mind set off the alarm. Suddenly she pulled back, her hands pushing his away.
"We can't do this!"
Geoff needed a minute to catch his breath, as he was breathing heavily.
"Why not?" He asked finally, feeling the cold air around him, where she had been just seconds ago.
Kate sat up straight.
"What will they think?!"
"What will *who* think?"
"Everyone! The town! Chris!"
Geoff could tell he was out of luck for now, so he sat up and took her in his arms, letting her lean her back against his chest. He was glad he had opted for the loose pants and not the jeans as that would have caused some problems right now.
"Kate, honey, they don't even know about us. "
As he held her, she absentmindedly started to stroke his arms and legs, causing him to shift and pull faces, trying not to act on what he was feeling.
"But *I* know. And Chris will find out soon enough. She kept asking me questions this morning about me being so happy. If she sees it, others can too. We'll be the talk of the galah-session. I don't want that."
He shifted again.
"But honey, if we want to give this a try, we will have to tell people at some point."
"I know, but not just yet, please. I want to keep this to ourselves. "
"That's ok, honey. We can do that. And whenever you're ready to share us with the rest of the world, we'll start by telling Chris, ok? "
"Ok."
Kate relaxed in his arms and discovered her hands all over his legs, stroking them up and down. She looked up into his face and smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, I'm making you uncomfortable, right?"
Geoff smiled the best smile he could manage at that particular moment and said: "A bit, yes. Not that I mind, but it's going to be difficult to stop myself from ravishing you in a minute. So if you want me to keep my hands to myself, please, *please*, stop." The last sentence was said through gritted teeth.
Kate thought about this for a minute and then continued to stroke his legs.
"Kate?", Geoff asked cautiously.
She just smiled and turned around, pushing him back onto the blanket, letting her emotions take over for once.
"Forget what I just said. I love you. I want you. What they don't know won't hurt them. Or us."
And with those words she planted her lips on his in a non-subtle way, taking control, once again.
A/N: Ok. First time trying the chapter-thing. Not sure my muse is strong enough to finish that though... need reviews. What do you like, what don't you like?