Ch 4
Point Pleasant was aptly named, Steph thought as she sat on the beach with the wind whipping her curls about her face. Her mind was blank – actually it was so confused it had gone into total denial, which was the same, right?
She sensed a presence and smelt deep fried chicken. She smiled to herself and turned round to see Lula plonking herself down on the sand next to her. Lula offered her the bucket and she dipped her hand in. The chicken was still hot and as she bit into it she heard "that stuff will kill you, Babe" in her head. She snorted softly and carried on eating. She already felt dead.
When the bucket was empty Lula passed her a large tub of Ben & Jerry's which had only slightly melted and Steph ate it all, moaning and whimpering to herself as she went.
"Thank you" she flashed a huge smile and pushed her shoulders back. She felt much better because if the sugar and carb high she was now experiencing.
"Hell, that's what friends are for – I would have given you some donuts an' all, but I figured that my need was greater than yours seeing as Tank called me earlier and we've got a hot date tonight. I ain't seen him in a coupla months and as I figured he likes a more full bodied woman and I've been cuttin' down recently I needed to eat them more that you did" she added by way of an explanation.
Steph just nodded and smiled.
They stayed on the beach for the rest of the afternoon watching the waves breaking on the shore. In, out, in out...
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"Comin' Big fella" yelled Lula as she went to open her front door. Tank barrelled in and gathered her up in his arms. He wrapped his huge arms around her and crushed his lips down on hers.
"I've missed you" he whispered, nibbling her ear lobe and pushing her backwards into the room....
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"Meet me at Smollenski's would ya?"
"7.30 tomorrow"
"Good"
"I've got some news"
"Tank"
"Nosey!!!"
"Tomorrow"
"Bye"
Tank grinned and pulled Lula back into his huge arms. The scene was set and everything was going to plan.
He hoped...
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Ranger lay in the dark. He couldn't sleep. Tank wanted him to go to some new restaurant in town the next evening. He didn't want to go but there was an urgency in Tank's voice that was compelling. He tried to be calm, but inside he was nervous. His armour was starting to crack. Before long people would start to think he had feelings! If he wasn't careful people would stop believing he was a complete badass, devoid of emotion.
He was Batman. He was way above feelings – everything was a game, right? That is what he wanted them to see – he played mind games, they all ran around. He was invincible, above all of their pettiness. But now...
They would see that he wanted things, ok, not things, but one thing. Ok, so it was a person with blue eyes and curls. But he couldn't have her he reasoned. She was back with him. But was she?!?
Christ, he was so confused – was this what feelings did to you?!?
The ache in his loins was back but he forced himself to ignore it. Every time he thought of her recently he became aroused and nothing was helping. He'd never have her again yet his body was betraying his feelings. He wanted nothing more than to pin her to the bed and make love to her. Forever. He wanted to feel her pulsating around his engorged member. He wanted to nibble on every part of her body. He wanted to hear her moan and whisper his name. Fuck, he was going to go mad!!!!
But.
Did he want to love her? Could he even feel that much? Could he give her what she needed? Hell, he couldn't even be honest to himself about how he felt. How could he be honest with her?
She needed someone to hold her when she cried. Ok, he could do that.
She needed someone to guide her through Bounty Hunting. Yep, that too.
She needed someone to pick her up and dust her off. Hey, plenty of practice at that one.
She needed someone to be her friend. Check.
She needed someone to believe in her. Ditto.
She needed a lover. Been there, done that.
She needed commitment. Ah...
Ranger rolled onto his front, ignoring the discomfort his erection was causing him. If he lay there long enough it would go away, surely...
Half an hour later he sighed, turned on to his back and began to make his ache go away. I'll go blind he thought to himself, grimly.
Sorry to those who've read this before - I had my daughter "helping" me so you got more than I bargained for in Ch 4 & 5. apologies! All sorted. Please read on...