Chapter four
Dawson
I had just gotten off shift about an hour ago. I was beginning to take the peppers and the wine out of the fridge, when I heard a knock on my front door. I wasn't expecting anyone, I thought to myself as I walked towards the front door. I looked through the peep hole and quickly opened the door.
"Hey" I said as I came face to face with Matt Casey. "What are you doing here?" I tried not to sound surprised, but I was.
"I'm sorry, I should have called first" he said sounding unsure of himself.
"No, it's fine. Do you want to come in?" I held the door wider to encourage him to come in.
"Yeah, that would be great" He took a step closer, I could feel my heart begin to quicken its pace. He put his hand on the door, holding it so I could go in first. We both walked into my apartment, Matt closed the door as I headed walked to the kitchen.
"It smells great in here" he said, following me.
"Oh, thanks" I replied pouring a glass of wine. Matt stood on the other side of the counter. "Do you want some?" I asked holding the glass up.
"No thanks. Wine isn't really my thing" I nodded my head with a slight smile.
I could see Matt looking over at the stove. "I'm making my grandma's special chicken mac and cheese. Are you hungry?" I asked as I stirred the noodles.
"I wasn't until I walked in here" he leaned over the counter.
"Great! So what's up?"
"I just wanted to talk about something" my stomach drops as I hear these words.
"Yeah, sure" I said placing the wooden spoon on the counter and turning to face Matt.
"I really didn't get a chance to explain my behavior at the Christmas party"
"It's okay Casey, I understand. You are dealing with a lot" I began to move away from the counter and turn off the heat on the stove. "I hope you and Callie are happy…"
"You think this is about Callie" Matt asked moving around the counter moving closer to me.
I turn around to face him, I don't want to but I need to know if I'm wrong. "I assumed that was the reason you didn't want to be with me"
"Gabby I want to be with you" before Matt can say anymore I closed the distance between us and I kissed him. I couldn't hold back anymore, he told me that he wanted me. I have been waiting so long for him to say those words. It took a second for Matt lips to respond, but they did! In that moment the earth came to a halt. I could feel Matt arms encircle my body; I warped my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. My lips opened to his greeting Tongue.
A million thoughts are racing through my mind, but before I can fully comprehended a single one of them, Matt has lifted my up on the counter. He places himself between my legs. I can feel his hands moving to the bottom of my t-shirt. His fingers trace my skin under the clothing. I release my arms from his neck and raise my hands in the air, begging him to remove my clothing.
Matt pulls away and smiles as he sees me. He lifts the shirt over my head and throws it to the floor. I can feel his blue eyes travel over my body. I can hear him take in a deep breath and then he looks me in the eyes. "You are most beautiful woman I have ever seen".
I think I'm going to melt right here. He places his strong hands on my sides. He brings his full lips to mine and we begin to battle for control. As I begin to pull his shirt from his waist, a smell of bacon fills my nose. He stops kissing me and begins to look around the kitchen. He can now smell it too.
I open my eyes and find myself in my room, alone. A smile spreads across my face. It was a dream but a great dream. I stretch my arms over my head. I feel light and very free, almost too free. I look down and notice that I have no clothes on. Flashes from last night hit me like a ton of bricks. Oh shit, I think I race out of bed to throw some clothes on.
I hurry up and get dressed, the whole time thinking, what am I going to do? As I open my bedroom door the smell of bacon is even stronger. I then see Mills standing over my stove, cooking me breakfast. No one has ever cooked me breakfast before.
I'm not exactly sure what to say or do. I didn't mean for this happen and with us being co-workers I'm not sure how this will work out. I decide to play it cool.
Peter looks up from stirring the food "good morning" he says when he sees me.
"Good morning" I reply. "What time is it?"
"Seven" he states as he places the food from the pan onto the plate. He moved around the counter to bring the plate to me.
"What do we have going on here?"
"Just a little veggie scramble" he hands me the plate and kisses the top of my head.
I take the food and walk over to the kitchen table. I notice the empty bottle of wine from last night. "There's the culprit" I place the eggs down and bend down to look at the bottle. "Did we kill this whole thing last night?"
"Yeah, yeah we did" Peter answers back as he stands back in the kitchen.
I don't want Peter to think I do this sort of thing all the time, and I really don't want anyone finding out.
"Wine, I don't know why I do it, every time"
"Every time, you what?" Oh shit, now he thinks that I'm a totally slut. I really need to learn to keep my mouth shut, I tell myself. May be I can blame it on the alcohol.
"I just get drunk" oh god, that sounds just as bad! I give a light laugh. Peter smiles too.
"You don't have to worry; I'm not going to tell anyone at work".
He caught on; I really thought that I was going a great job trying to be cool about the whole thing.
"I'm… It's not like I would be embarrassed" I try to reassure him that it's not him.
"Hey don't explain, we're on the same page" he smirks. "This is our thing, no one else's".
I can't help but smile at him. I feel that I can trust him, but I'm unsure about the rest of my feelings.
"Enjoy your eggs and I'll see you at work" he walks away to grab his jacket on the chair.
His words run through my mind, the only way I'm going to get over Casey is by trying something new. "Hey, Peter" I call. I turn around and walk over to him. He pauses and stares at me. I can tell I surprised him, hell I even surprised myself.
I grab the top of his blue shirt and pull him into a kiss. He wraps his arms around me and kisses me back.
