Notes: Thanks so much for the continued support, this chapter has no race challenges in it, but I suspect you will forgive me for that….
Iquique P3
"What do you want to do?" Chuck asked the group.
"Pool!" Sarah and Erica declared simultaneously.
"I'm up for a swim," Josh agreed and Chuck nodded his consent.
"Just walk up that path and over the hill, there are changing rooms and towels," a World Challenge guy instructed.
Chuck was in the lead and it was his awed "Wow" that got Sarah's attention. The women caught up to the guys up front and took in the gorgeous pool area, a huge turquoise oval with a hundred chaise lounges set up around it.
"Well, this will do," Erica laughed.
The 4 of them split up and the women entered the ladies' bathhouse and the guys went the other way. There were big airy changing rooms with mirrors and chairs, showers, toilets and sinks and a ceiling fan keeping everything cool. Sarah dug through her bag and found a blue bikini and tee shirt that would work as a cover up. She practically skipped to the shower.
"I've never been so happy to see a tiny stall shower," Erica exclaimed as she tied her hair up.
"Yes, the wet paper towel bath at the bus stop breakfast spot was barely human," Sarah concurred and started the water in her stall.
When the ladies emerged, the guys had already arranged 4 chairs together and there were big plastic cups of water on the tables. Sarah drank thirstily and smiled her thanks to Chuck.
"I want to get in that pool while we have it all to ourselves," Erica approached and dipped a toe in, "oh it is heaven."
"I'm game," Sarah stripped off her tee shirt revealing the blue bikini to Chuck, who gave her the appropriate level of staring.
"That's nice," he said faux casually.
"Oh, I used to look like that, before four kids," Erica lamented as she stripped off her own tee covering her simple sporty one piece suit.
"You look great, 4 kids or not," Sarah promised and headed for the side of the pool, before anyone else could say anything Sarah dove in, her limbs gleamed white against the blue pool and her blue suit, her long hair flowing out behind her like…
"She looks like a mermaid," Chuck muttered and Josh and Erica laughed.
Sara emerged in the middle of the pool, flipped on to her back and looked up.
"Am I swimming alone?"
Minutes later all four were floating around in the huge pool, relaxed and quiet. No one else joined them for a while, the other teams seeming to opt for another of the resort's amenities. The next team to arrive was Molly and Mandy in their teeny tiny bikinis.
"Oh look, Chuck's here," Mandy called and waved.
"Hey Molly," he called back and Sarah wondered if he truly couldn't tell them apart or if he was teasing Sarah for her jealousy.
Mandy frowned for a second but then jumped in the pool and swam right towards Chuck.
The evening moved towards darkness and Jen emerged from the copse of palm trees to gather them all together. Sarah had long since slipped on shorts and a tee shirt over her bikini and Chuck's hair had dried in crazy curls.
"OK, folks, first things first, we had our first elimination tonight, Angela & Tom were the last team to complete the Roadblock and have been sent home," murmurs of disappointment and relief went through the crowd, "Dinner is set up around the corner," she pointed to a pavilion roof that peeked between the trees. "Your rooms tonight will be in the main bunk house, 2 teams per room – they are pretty spacious. Chuck & Sarah and Erica & Josh as the winners of this leg, will have private cabins and that is a great prize as we are here for 2 nights."
Murmurings from the crowd about the extended stay.
"Due to weather in our next location we have to stay here an extra night, the resort was very happy to accommodate us. You will have all day tomorrow to explore and each team can choose from a Ziplining Tour or a White Water Rafting Tour with the guides, in addition the spa will be available at your own expense. All your meals are inclusive while you are here and after dinner tonight they are at your own pace. You will be departing the day after tomorrow as a group at 9:00 am. I will be around if you have any questions."
"Thank you for sharing first place with us," Chuck reiterated to Josh and Erica.
"You deserved it. How did you figure that cart out so quickly?" Josh asked.
"I played a lot of Tetris as a kid," Chuck smirked.
As the group moved towards dinner, Sarah hung back and folded her towel on the back of her pool chair, Chuck waited for her.
"Dinner?" he said with the look of a hungry puppy.
Sarah just cocked her head to encourage him closer and leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"Did you use the Intersect on that challenge?"
Chuck turned his head so he could reply just as intimately, "nope."
Sarah could see Mandy watching them and to diffuse any rumors that they were whispering conspiratorially she leaned in and kissed Chuck. Chuck responded to the kiss quickly, hungrily as his lips moved over hers with purpose. Sarah threaded her fingers into his messy curls and held him even closer. By the time they broke apart Mandy was long gone and Sarah needed a second to catch her breath.
Dinner was another sumptuous buffet and Chuck and Sarah made their plates and joined Erica, Josh, Kelly and Monica at a round table. Doug walked by from the buffet to his table and stopped.
"So, private cabins for two of our couples, lucky lucky," he nudged Chuck on the shoulder, but luckily Chuck had a mouth full of food and he just smiled.
"Well, I for one am too tired to roll over tonight, but tomorrow…." Erica teased.
Sarah just smiled and nodded and kept eating and thinking about kissing Chuck and how really good it is.
Dinner went late, music came from somewhere and more dancing and another impromptu dip in the pool and teams were not heading to their rooms until after midnight. The private cabins were private and Josh and Erica headed up a different path with their staffer, wishing Chuck and Sarah a good night.
"I like them," Chuck said as they strolled along to their cabin.
"Me too," Sarah agreed.
She wanted to hold his hand, she didn't need to, but she wanted to so she reached out and as she took it he looked over at her. Sarah had flip flops on so she was shorter than Chuck by a good bit so he tilted his head down to see her eyes, there was no spy craft in them, just a girl waning to hold a guy's hand. He laced his fingers through hers and smiled.
"Here you are," the staffer swiped a key card to the main cabin entrance.
"Lovely," Sarah said of the large log cabin.
It was just one big open room with a fire place and couch on one side, a small kitchenette in the corner and a very large King sized bed by a wall of windows that Sarah hoped revealed some stunning view in the morning.
"Washroom through there," the man pointed to a closed door, "and a small deck on the other side. Don't confuse them," he winked.
"As part of your stay you can eat in any of the 3 on-resort restaurants or order cabin service," he indicated a small desk with a phone, "enjoy your stay."
"Thanks," Chuck shook his hand and accepted the keys.
Sarah dropped her pack on the couch and tugged off the surveillance scanner, she moved through the whole room, bathroom and even out on the deck.
"Clear," she said with a smile.
"So, they don't seem to be listening in on private time," Chuck said.
"Not yet, we should be vigilante though; as teams get eliminated they may be more curious about the remaining people," Sarah stripped off her tee shirt, "mind if I shower first again?"
"No, go ahead."
Sarah grabbed her stuff from her pack and was halfway to the bathroom.
"Hey, Sarah wait…"
"You need the bathroom first?" she turned.
"No, not that. When you kissed me earlier…?"
"Mandy was watching when I asked about the Intersect. I didn't want her to think we were whispering about anything secret."
"Oh," Chuck deflated a little.
"That doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it," she smiled shyly and turned back to the bathroom.
By the time Chuck showered it was nearly 2:00 am.
"Long day," Sarah yawned.
"It was, tomorrow should be relaxing though. What do you want to do?" Chuck asked as he climbed in to the big bed, he didn't offer to sleep on the floor the bed was huge.
"Would you want to do the white water rafting?" she asked with trepidation.
"Sure, I'm good on water," he grinned.
"I've never done it before and I think it would be fun."
"Well that settles it, the list of things Sarah Walker has never done must be pretty short, we are definitely rafting!"
"Thanks Chuck."
"Goodnight, Sarah." Chuck turned the light off and the room was bathed in a silvery light from the moon through the giant window.
***555***
The morning flew by as Chuck and Sarah slept in and dressed quickly to catch breakfast and there was no sign of the other teams around.
"Do you think we're the last or are people just sleeping in?" Chuck asked as he sipped coffee.
"Little of both I'd guess."
Chuck nodded and ate quietly for a minute, observing the room and judging it free of World Challenge players or staff.
"Sarah, would you like to go on a date with me?"
"Like a real date? Haven't we already had a conversation?"
"Yes, but I've heard that the 3rd time is the charm. Would you like to go on our 3rd first date? Tonight?"
"Chuck, we're working," Sarah said with less conviction than normal.
"Of course, we are and we always are and if anything comes up – like it did on our first 2 first dates – then we will deal with that, but we have this extra night here and everyone is staying on resort and we have that lovely cabin. I would like to have some quality time with you, to talk about everything."
"OK," Sarah said simply.
"OK?"
"OK."
"Great, so our first white water rafting adventure today and tonight our third first date."
"So is it our 3rd date or our 1st date, because those have very different connotations," she flashed her eyes at him.
Chuck smiled at her.
"I think it is fair to say we have not had any sort of normal milestones as a couple and if you want that I stand by my earlier statement that we go at your pace, this can be a real first date."
"Let's go check out the white water rafting," Sarah stood from the table and held her hand out for Chuck.
***555***
The pair followed signs through the lush resort and could hear the water before they saw it, as they approached the platform they saw a few other World Challenge teams, Mandy & Molly, Alan & Zeke and Kevin & Lucy.
"They're with us," Zeke told the guide who had just started his spiel.
"Welcome!" the young man waved.
"Hi!" Chuck waved to everyone.
The guide went through some rules and safety instructions, a simple lesson and then paired the teams up based on weight balance and experience level. Sarah & Chuck were paired with Kevin & Lucy, which wasn't ideal, but Sarah enjoyed the slight pout on Mandy's face when she heard she wasn't getting in the boat with Chuck.
Their guide was a young woman named Louisa who was small but strong as she pulled the boat over to get everyone boarded. They started out in a calm section of the river with a gorgeous canopy of trees, Louisa explained in very good English about the river and the local wildlife, some of which Chuck could have lived without knowing. They could see the other boat slightly ahead, everyone listening and bobbing along the river.
The current picked up soon and the river dropped over some small rocky falls. Louisa's instructions were good and the 4 people in the boat worked well together to keep them upright. The sun was warm and the spray off the water was fantastic.
Sarah noticed that Kevin & Lucy did in fact work well together and they didn't bicker at all with a task at hand.
Chuck was behind Sarah and after one particularly invigorating set of rapids Sarah turned back to check on him and their matching smiles were brilliant, as they came to a calm stretch Chuck leaned forward to talk to her, but she turned at same time, so they were lips-to-lips. Chuck pressed his lips to hers fast and smiled again.
"Having fun?" he asked and she nodded enthusiastically.
When they finished their tour, Kevin & Lucy were ready for a nap, but Sarah was read for a workout.
"Gym?" she asked Chuck.
"Sure," he agreed, while the challenge had been tiring it was more the travel that was rough, so far there wasn't much physical exertion.
They went back to the room and changed and found the spa and fitness center easily. As they entered they saw Erica running on a treadmill, she spotted them in the mirror and threw up a hand in greeting, but kept going.
Both Chuck and Sarah stretched for a bit before Chuck moved to the weight side of the room and Sarah began some planks and crunches. Sarah could see how much weight Chuck was lifting and it was impressive, but not super human – it was him not the Intersect lifting those weights.
She kept an eye on him as they headed to two treadmills. Both began at a jog, but when Sarah upped her speed Chuck followed suit and kept pace with her. She could see him in the mirror and he was holding his own, but his endurance wasn't quite as good as hers and after about 3 miles he slowed down.
"I'm going to do 5," she pointed to the distance.
"Show off," he teased and slowed to a walk before hopping off and wiping down the machine.
Chuck busied himself with a couple of different weight machines while Sarah finished up. She approached him wiping the sweat from the back of her neck.
"Pool?"
"Sure," he smiled.
The pool was more crowded than the day before and a bunch of World Challenge folks were gathered sharing stories of their adventures Ziplining or white water rafting. Chuck and Sarah joined in and soon lunch and cocktails were ordered.
The group ate and swam and had an enjoyable time. Sarah tried to assess each member of the group, weigh the odds of them being the Ring recruiter, but no one showed their hand if they were. Late afternoon Chuck excused himself, Sarah watched as he headed towards the bathhouse, but he was gone for quite some time, he came back with a grin on his face.
"Dinner is all set for 7:00," he said as he sat beside her on the lounge chair.
Sarah turned to give him room, leaning back slightly against him. Chuck was not big on PDA, but he knew any man truly dating Sarah Walker would be enjoying the vast quantity of skin her bikini revealed, he reached out and put a hand on her hip, his fingers skittered over her stomach. He felt the muscles ripple and retract, unsure if she was ticklish or bothered by his touch he moved to pull his hand back, but hers reached out and laid atop his, pressing it against her skin further.
Sarah turned her head and smiled at him, he smiled back unsure if this was a cover thing or not. He snuggled tight against her then and nuzzled his nose against her hair, closed his eyes.
Sarah thought about what she could wear for dinner, there was one very casual sundress in her pack and a pair of cute flip flops, it would have to do. She had very little make-up and no hair care products, so this first date was going to be a little different than the other 2.
She knew she didn't need to dress for Chuck, he had repeatedly told her she would look beautiful in a potato sack, but dressing up isn't always for the guy.
As if reading her mind, Chuck spoke a few minutes later, "I'm going to head up and take a shower."
"OK, I'll be up in half an hour or so," she kissed him gently.
Chuck bid farewell to the others and Sarah moved back to the center of her chair and sipped her cocktail.
"You two are really cute together," Kelly sat in the empty chair next to Sarah with a Diet Coke in her hand, it appeared she and Monica did not drink.
"Thanks," Sarah smiled.
"Are you considering marriage?"
"Hm?" Sarah nearly choked on her daiquiri.
"Don't get me wrong, you guys seem great, but I truly believe in marriage before well, you know."
Sarah wanted to laugh, this woman assumed she and Chuck were having sex, of course she did – his whole family assumed they were having sex, hell even Casey probably assumed they were having sex, but they had not actually had sex yet.
"I like to think that Chuck and I will get married one day," Sarah said with a wistful look on her face, it wasn't a cover lie.
***555***
When Sarah got back to the cabin Chuck was still in the bathroom so she grabbed her book and went out on the deck, they had a magnificent view of the forest where the Ziplining trails were and the birdsong and clean air was magnificent. She read about 10 words and then just stared off into the woods until Chuck came out and disrupted her reverie.
"Bathroom is all yours," he said.
"You look nice," Sarah smiled as she unfolded from the deck chair and looked him up and down.
Like her, Chuck didn't have much in the way of dress clothes with him, but he had nice clean khaki shorts that looked like he ironed them and a navy blue polo shirt on, his feet were in flip flops and his face was freshly shaved. As she walked by she could smell soap and Chuck mingled together and she liked it.
"I won't be too long," she promised.
"Food's here in 45 minutes, take your time."
Sarah showered and washed her hair, shaved her legs and lotioned herself from top to bottom, this was their last night at the resort, god knows where she would be showering and sleeping tomorrow. There was a weak hair dryer and she had no round brush so she opted to let her hair air dry in beachy curls.
She slipped the sun dress on and it fell around her in soft pink waves, brushing the tops of her knees. She had gotten some sun the past couple days and her cheeks and the ridge of her nose were pink, a little lip gloss was all she had to add to the look.
Sarah looked in the mirror and saw Sarah, not Agent Walker, but herself – the woman. She didn't see her very often, she almost looked like a stranger.
When she opened the bathroom door Chuck was out on the deck still, his back to her, and she saw on the table in the living room an arrangement of flowers that were there when they checked in, she plucked a pink hibiscus flower from the arrangement and tucked it behind her ear.
When she slid open the door to the deck Chuck turned around, the sun was golden behind him and he looked so lovely surrounded by it.
"Sarah," it was so soft, so tender, his voice made her shiver.
"It's the best I could do with what I had," she held out her arms and shrugged.
"You look so beautiful," he was looking at her face, at her nearly make-up free face, at the real her and she felt it, that feeling people talk about so very much in books and movies.
"Thank you," she couldn't articulate the feeling just yet.
"Wine?" Chuck offered and Sarah noticed the open bottle and 2 glasses on the table that was not there before.
"Please."
"I grabbed it from the bar on my way up, it's a local red," he poured her a glass and picked up his own.
"To 3rd first dates," he clinked her glass and they both sipped the wine.
Chuck had pulled the chairs over to the railing of the porch, the sun changing color as it began to set.
"It's really gorgeous here," Sarah surmised as she sat.
"It may be hard for you to believe, but I was never much of an outdoorsman…" Chuck began and Sarah snorted wine through her nose.
"I always liked the outdoors," Sarah said, "when I was little, outdoors meant being where my parents didn't fight. I would climb trees and pretend I lived with monkeys."
Chuck was afraid to comment, it was the first time she had really talked about her childhood, aside from the glimpses he got when Jack Burton showed up in town last year.
"When I was with my dad it was motel room after motel room, always on the highway so we could get away fast. Then when I trained at the farm there was so much space, woods and open fields. Were you there? Camp Peary?"
"No," Chuck shook his head, "too many people. I was at a black site facility in Europe."
Sarah nodded, it made sense, they needed to focus on him and the Intersect.
"What happened after they took you away?" she remembered him leaving with 4 CIA officers in a big black van.
"I went to an undisclosed CIA hospital for some medical tests, when I passed those I was on a plane to Europe. Since I am so confidential I had a small team of trainers and analysts, some knew and some didn't what they were dealing with. I had some normal training and then a lot of training around what this new intersect can do."
"What can it do? I saw the kung fu, Chuck, and it was amazing to watch, but scary, you know?"
"Oh, I know. It does whatever I need it to do. I can fight in any imaginable style, I can perfectly aim any weapon, I can speak foreign languages, play instruments, dance, do gymnastics. My body reacts to what my mind sees."
"What triggers it?"
"That's the hard part, sometimes it is like the old one, an image or a voice can trigger something, but the skills seem to trigger when I need them. Clearly it knows when I am truly in need though as I haven't flashed on languages here, I could probably force it, but it isn't instantaneous."
"Beckman said you had some setbacks."
"I was lonely, I missed Ellie and Morgan and you and it seemed when my emotions are in control the Intersect doesn't always respond. It is designed for a super soldier like Bryce, not some emo nerd like me," Chuck shrugged.
"Does it hurt? It looked like you were in pain after the kung fu."
"My body hurt at first until I did some actual conditioning training. Sometimes I get headaches with this intersect, worse than the other one. I had some nightmares and the headaches got bad for a bit, the scientists created this," he held out his wrist, "they call it a Governor, apparently my dad left plans for it, and it regulates my body."
Sarah took it all in quietly.
"I'm sorry," she finally said after a few moments.
"For what?"
"That this is your life, you don't deserve this."
"I felt that way for a long time, but it almost seems like fate, that my dad invented this thing and somehow it wound up inside me. I think I am supposed to do this, I've come to terms with that."
"You are extraordinary, Chuck Bartowski," Sarah smiled over her wine and before he could reply there was the sound of a doorbell.
"That must be dinner."
It was still warm outside so the resort staffer set up dinner on the deck. He brought candles just as Chuck had requested and he left with a smile.
"I hope you like what I picked. I got two things so you can have whichever one you prefer," he uncovered 2 dishes with beautiful vegetables and rice, one with fish and the other with chicken.
"I'll have the fish," she smiled and moved their chairs back to the table.
"So, you know a little bit about me, what have you been up to for 3 months?"
"Missions, trying to find Ring operatives with Casey and keeping your cover with Ellie and Morgan."
"Ellie's enjoying married life I hope. We emailed a bit and she seemed really happy," Chuck smiled fondly thinking of his sister.
"They seem really good. I actually went rock climbing with Awesome a few weeks ago."
"Really?"
"He was supposed to go with another surgeon from the hospital, but the guy was called up to UC Santa Barbara for some emergency, I had just stopped by to say hello when he called. Devon asked if I liked rock climbing and so I went," Sarah shrugged.
"I'm glad," Chuck smiled, he knew Sarah truly cared about Ellie and Awesome.
"Morgan is back at the Buy More," Sarah reported.
"I heard, I hate that his Benihana dreams died so quickly," Chuck sighed as he took another bite of dinner.
"He's doing OK, I feel like he's turned a corner maybe, he seems completely fed up with Jeff and Lester every time I see him."
"Maybe the broken dreams will help him grow up a little," Chuck smiled fondly thinking of his friend.
"Remember our first date?" Sarah asked as she sipped her wine.
"Our first first date?" Chuck teased.
"That one."
"Vividly."
"My mission had gone off the rails at that point, your computer was toast and I had no idea if you had a back-up, no idea where the information I was looking for was. I had been recalled and I told Graham I could find out if you had the information, I could get that from you and if I didn't do you know what my assignment was?"
"Bring me in?"
"Kill you," she whispered.
"Oh," Chuck's face fell.
"I was never going to kill you, Chuck. I knew at our first meet that you weren't some evil mastermind, but before that date I would have brought you in and let them throw you in an interrogation room and have at you. Do you know why I didn't? Why I couldn't? Why I was willing to shoot my way out with Casey that night and Longshore a year later and why I ran with you to Barstow?"
"Because you…. like me?" he smiled.
"I do like you," she smiled back, "but more specifically it was your relationships with Ellie and Morgan. When you told me about the two of them at the Mexican restaurant that first time, I knew you were different than the people I knew, the ones I worked with and against. You so clearly loved and cared for them, not just in a cursory way, but you were invested in their lives, the minutiae of their day to day and that was so foreign to me. You were like this rare tropical bird that I had never seen up close."
Chuck didn't say anything, he just blushed and ducked his head and accepted the compliment.
"What's next for you?" Sarah asked cautiously.
"Depends on this, what we uncover here. I did negotiate a visit home at least at the very end to see Ellie and then either we are back as a team or I go back to training."
"Ellie will be so glad to see you. Speaking of, we should take a selfie and email it to her while we have wi-fi here, let her know we've seen each other. It will make her happy and a happy Ellie doesn't ask questions."
"Definitely, but we should do it inside, this scenery does not look anything like Houston."
They finished eating as the stars started dotting the sky. Chuck reached across the table and had Sarah's hand in his, his thumb rubbing over the soft skin at her wrist.
"There's a little wine left, want to go sit by the fire?" Sarah suggested.
"Sure," Chuck stood, her hand still in his and he leaned down to kiss it.
They collected their dishes and the wine and brought everything inside. Chuck turned on the gas fireplace which came to life very easily while Sarah arranged their wine and grabbed Chuck's phone.
"Picture first."
They sat on the couch and Chuck curled one arm around Sarah's shoulders and used his other to hold the camera out and snap the pic, he showed it to her.
"Cute," she said absently as she looked at the two of them, how they had changed in 2 years. Chuck looked so much more mature and without her spy mask, Sarah looked so young.
Chuck composed a text to Ellie about how happy he was to see Sarah, that they both loved and missed her and he hoped to be home in a few weeks. It was 2 hours earlier in California and within minutes of sending it he got a reply.
"You guys look so good, miss you both, take care of each other. Devon says "hey"! Love, Ellie"
Chuck looked at the text for a minute and Sarah saw it again, his affection for other people, the thing she noticed on the first first date.
"Chuck, this isn't our first date. I may not know all you've been through the past few months and you don't really know me at all on paper, but you told me once that you don't need to know that because you know me," her voice was soft and rushed.
"I do," Chuck nodded and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"Make love to me," she looked in his eyes as she said it and if she expected to see surprise there was none, just incredible heat and unmistakable affection.
His hand was still on the side of her head and he pulled her close and kissed her thoroughly, pressed her back towards the arm of the couch and she complied, pulling her legs up to stretch under him, accepting his weight happily on top of her.
Sarah had no idea how long they just kissed, pouring out all those things they couldn't say to each other in the most soul rendering kisses of her entire existence, but finally she couldn't stand all the clothes between us.
"Bed, please," she uttered between delicate bites of Chuck's swollen lower lip.
"Yeah, yeah," he nodded, gathering air back in to his body.
He stood then and reached down to help her up and when she was standing they were kissing again, but moving at the same time, Sarah kicking off her sandals and undoing Chuck's shorts at the same time. When they got to the side of the bed Chuck managed to take off his shirt and pull down the covers simultaneously which made Sarah laugh.
When she reached for the hem of her sundress, Chuck stopped her, she looked up confused.
"Can I?" he pushed her hands aside and slid his own hands down her sides and back along her bottom, he gathered the material in his fingers there and gently pulled it up.
Sarah raised her arms up to allow Chuck to fully remove the dress, her hair fluttering back down around her bare shoulders.
"You're so pretty, Sarah," he said tenderly as he leaned down and kissed her neck right where it turned towards her shoulder.
"I own much nicer underwear than this," she babbled nervously as Chuck continued to kiss toward the strap of the very plain white bra she had on.
"I can't wait to see it someday, but this is perfect, this is you – really you, Sarah and it is the most beautiful vision of my whole life," as she contemplated the fact that those words from any other man would sound rehearsed and fake, Chuck removed her bra with ease.
Chuck wasn't fake, even this Chuck who had now been trained by the agency to be the best spy in the world, was still Chuck.
Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed their bare chests together, the evidence of how very ready he was for this pressing urgently against her hip.
"Now," she whispered in his ear.
"God, yes," he agreed and as she separated from him to crawl in to the middle of the huge bed Chuck stayed standing.
"What?" she leaned up on her elbows.
"Do we need?" he pointed towards the bathroom.
"Have you had sex with anyone in the past three months?" she asked.
"No," he shook his head as if the idea was absurd.
"I haven't had sex with anyone in a very long time, so I am sure the CIA has tested us for everything under the planet since then. We're good," she promised.
"So good," he agreed and pulled off his boxers before joining her on the bed.
"This is finally happening, for real," Sarah sighed as she tilted her head back and let Chuck kiss along her collar bone.
"Finally," Chuck sighed as he pulled her closer.
TBC…