Back in LA: This is the follow up to the story "The Hook-up".
I own nothing, if I did Standoff would have a long run and the actors would get big pay raises for their wonderful talent. Fox gets all the credit for the creation of this show and the casting of the actors. They own everything.
Ch. 1 Two days later
Matt and Emily returned the previous day from their trip. They got back to LA in the morning and after both went to their separate homes, they agreed to meet that evening at a hotel on the outskirts of LA at 9pm. Emily was relieved to be home, but was scared at how they were going to keep it a secret. She was good at keeping secrets, but she wasn't sure if Matt was. It was 8:00. She knew she needed to quickly pack her overnight bag if she was going to meet Matt on time. Did she want to meet him on time? Was she really going to continue this? Could she really do the just sex thing? She questioned her own motives while she threw her favorite pair of jeans into her apple red quilted bag. She added her dusty purple tank top and toiletries before zipping it up and sighing at her situation. She should call Matt and tell him she wasn't coming. No, she can't do that, besides she wanted to see him again, touch him again and feel his body against hers. I shouldn't be having these thoughts. She grabbed her bag and keys and left her apartment anxious to get to the Westin, hoping Matt was already there.
Matt was a little more carefree about the whole thing. He threw a pair of jeans into his bag. Jeans that were a little worn, but not enough that Cheryl would tell him about his wardrobe choice. He added a deep red shirt that he knew Emily liked on him, she had mentioned it once when they were at Sloan's and she had had a little too much to drink. He smiled at the memory. A drunken Emily, that was fun, but it would be more fun now that they were sleeping together. He added his toothbrush and other toiletries before throwing in a box of condoms. Hey you can never be too safe he thought. She probably won't think about them. I can't wait to see her naked again. She is so hot. He zipped his bag and then grabbing his keys made his way to his car. Once inside he pressed speed dial 1 on his phone. She answered on the 3rd ring.
" Where are you?" He asked hoping she didn't beat him there and talk herself out of this.
"Just left my place. What about you?" She responded with anticipation in her voice.
"Just left myself. Are you going to wait for me if you get there first?" He asked hoping she would.
"No, I think I'll just get a room and call you with the number." She replied sounding as though she had already thought this through.
"Okay, I'll see you soon." Matt said, the thrill of this hidden adventure getting his adrenaline flowing.
"See you soon." Emily stated with more calmness than she felt before flipping her phone shut.
Emily arrived at the hotel 10 minutes before Matt. She got the room key and headed to the room. She had a surprise for him and hoped he didn't get there too soon. She picked up her phone and sent a text message. Room 312 it simply said. She changed into a sexy teddy she happened to buy the last time she was in Victoria's Secret hoping she would have the chance to wear it. It was lacy, red and very revealing. It had a sheer robe that really covered nothing, but was pretty over top of the teddy. He should like this she thought before reprimanding herself with why do I care what he thinks. Its just sex. Very good sex.
A knock at the door startled Emily out of her thoughts. She slowly went to the door checking to make sure it was Matt before opening it. She stood behind it opening it enough to let him in, but not show off her surprise just yet. Matt entered the room dropping his bag on the floor and turning to look at her. She bit her lower lip as he let his eyes wander up and down her body. He motioned for her to turn around so he could get the whole view and she obliged him. He let out a loud whistle signaling his approval and she let out a laugh. He picked her up and carried her to the bed laying her down gently before joining her. They had sex before falling asleep in each other's arms.
This was the direction of Matt's thoughts when she walked in the next morning. It was two days after the last night on assignment and he couldn't wait to be with her again even though they just left each other an hour ago. How had he beaten her there, she left before him? He was worrying. Its just sex, why does she get to me like this. He noticed her walking down the hall. That tank top looks good on her. I wish she'd take the jacket off. Maybe if I drop my pen, I can get a look down her shirt. He was clearly distracted when Emily walked up.
"Matt. Matt. Flannery!" She practically yelled to get his attention. When he looked up, she continued, "I stopped and got coffee. Here. Two sugars, one cream right?" Why do I know how he takes his coffee? That was such a girlfriend thing to do and I'm not that. I'm not his girlfriend. Its just sex. Matt's ramble caused her to turn away from her thoughts.
"Yeah, that's right. Same as you. I, uh, I was wondering where you got to. I thought we'd have to call out a search party. You're never late and you were close today. I can't believe it. I beat Emily Lehman to work. I'm in shock." This little speech earned him a punch in the arm before she sat down to begin the paperwork from their field assignment. They spent the next hour trying to ignore each other and get their paperwork done without distraction. Matt kept glancing over at Emily and she kept glancing at him. Finally Matt moved closer to her so he could at least bump into her and let those moments satisfy his need to touch her. This was the scene Frank came upon. He didn't realize they worked on paperwork together. He needed a partner like Emily.
"Hey Flannery, Where were you last night?" Frank inquired searching Matt's face for any sense of a lie when he turned around. He and Matt had been friends for a long time and he knew when he was hiding something.
"Nowhere. I just went home, had a few beers, watched the game and went to bed." Matt responded nonchalantly. Emily was thankful that Matt had thought of something. She was holding her breath thankful that she was going unnoticed. She could feel her face turning red as she continued to do her paperwork. Frank thought something was going on, but Matt didn't give any of his normal signs of lying so he let it go.
"I'm getting fresh meat today. His name is Duff. You want to come help break him in downstairs with some paintball?" Frank asked eyeing Matt suspiciously.
"Sure. Emily, you'll finish this right?" Matt questioned jumping out of his seat to head downstairs.
"I always do now don't I?" She replied with an annoyed smile on her face. With that Matt and Frank left heading to the kill house while Emily was thankful to have some time alone to collect their thoughts.
It was a slow day at CNU. Matt spent most of the day with HRT and Emily spent it teaching her classes and completing Matt's paperwork. Mid-afternoon Matt returned asking her if she could come with him for a minute. They walked into a conference where Matt closed all of the blinds before cornering Emily and kissing her. She responded for a minute before regaining her thoughts.
"Matt, we're at work." She pleaded.
"I know, but I needed to touch you." He responded using his negotiator tone hoping he could convince her to head to a nearby supply closet.
" I want to touch you too, but we have to have self-control. I'm going back to work." She said as she walked out of the room leaving him to follow like a lost puppy dog.
They finished the day without really saying much. As she prepared to leave, Emily placed a small, yellow post-it note before him. It simply read, Westin, 9pm. She left with a simple, "See you later." Matt grinned as he read the note knowing that he would be there early tonight waiting on her.