Happy Birthday, Dear Alex!
Bobby swiped the pass card, pushing the door open as the light turned green. He held it open for Alex as she strode by him, a piece of cake in each hand. She set the plates down on the nightstand and sat on the bed. Bobby paced the room in front of her, not knowing what to say, not knowing when she was going to say anything, if at all. He rubbed his face with hands, ran his hands through his hair, and bounced his fist against his mouth, all classic 'Bobby's nervous and/or thinking' moves. Alex had to suppress her laughter at his discomfort. She was still very pissed, but he was clearly very worried. She had to make it right.
"Bobby? Come sit down," Alex said quietly, patting the spot on the bed next to her. He eyed her nervously, but took a seat next to her. They sat in silence a few more minutes until Bobby finally broke it.
"I wanted to do something special for you. We all did. After what you've been through, and now it's your birthday, you deserve it. You always deserve it, no matter what's happened. You're a beautiful, special woman and I'm sorry I ruined your birthday with this public display…why are you crying?" Bobby looked up at Alex, who was furiously wiping tears off of her face before Bobby saw them. Too late.
"Stop, Bobby. You didn't ruin my birthday. This has been a wonderful night, and I thank you for giving it to me," Alex said quietly, laying her hand on his thigh, moving her thumb back and forth. Bobby held his breath, willing her to stop otherwise he'd…he didn't know. Maybe something that would piss her off. She wasn't stopping. Alex laid her head on his shoulder. The scent of her floated up to him as they sat in silence until this time, Alex broke it.
"You and Mike should seriously think about taking that act out on the road. You're wasting your time as cops," Alex whispered, trying not to giggle.
"You think so, huh? But do you really feel like breaking in a new partner?" Bobby asked, teasingly.
"I might have to anyway," Alex responded. Bobby's heart skipped a beat, but Alex didn't elaborate on her comment. His blood ran cold. She looked up at him.
"Want some cake?" Bobby looked at her, dumbfounded. Alex picked up a plate and examined the cake. Bobby stared at her. How could she drop a bombshell like that and then go right to cake?! "I forgot forks. Damn. Oh well," Alex muttered. Alex swiped some frosting off the cake and offered her finger to Bobby. "Want some?"
"There are no forks. How are we going to –," Bobby was cut off abruptly due to Alex shoving her frosted finger into his mouth. His tongue swept around, sucking the chocolate off of her. He kept sucking despite the fact that the frosting was gone now. Somehow, while Bobby was sucking on Alex's finger, she had managed to maneuver her way out of her skirt. She pulled her digit out of his mouth, amused by the frustrated look that flitted across his face momentarily. She stood up, wearing her sweater, garnet colored lacy boy shorts, and her heels. She pulled her sweater over head revealing a matching bra. Bobby swallowed hard. Oh my God…
"You didn't get to eat dessert, so…" Alex trailed off and grabbed one of the plates. She took the frosting and dabbed it gently across her chest. Bobby moved one hand up and down her hip; the other was trying to unbutton his shirt. Alex took that hand and placed it on her other hip. He pulled her towards him and tried to kiss her stomach. Alex tilted his head back gently and straddled him at the same time, eliciting a gasp from both parties. He set about licking the frosting dabs off of her chest, while she tried to unbutton his shirt. It wasn't working. Bobby lifted her off of him, as much as it killed him, and stood up to remove his clothing. Alex lay back in the mountain of pillows and watched him with rapt attention, licking her lips. He caught her looking and smiled.
"You're sure?" Bobby asked, his voice husky. Alex nodded and pulled him towards her. He expertly removed her bra and underwear. She pushed him back down and climbed on top of him, easing him inside of her. Bobby groaned as she bucked her hips, and he met her every gyration. She leaned forward and kissed him hard. He smoothed his hands up and down her back and cupped her ass, squeezing hard. She came then, hard, whimpering, whispering his name breathlessly. Bobby soon followed suit. They lay there, sweaty, Alex still on top of Bobby, Bobby still inside of Alex. The silence was comfortable, until it was broken by a knock at the door.
"I hope you guys aren't doing anything we wouldn't do!" Mike yelled, Carolyn laughing gleefully with him. They walked away, hand in hand. "You think they finally did it?" Mike asked Carolyn as they reached their room.
"God, I hope so," Carolyn answered.
A/N - So...I was going to end it here, but I don't know. Anyone? PS...thanks to the Confused One for catching the underwear mistake, ahaha! Read and Review, please!!!