Title: Confessions… the twenty-sixth
Fandom: General Hospital
Characters: Luke and Tracy Quartermaine Spencer
Rating: G
Summary: Summer vignette
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Sometimes the unexpected moments are those we remember as our fondest memories...
"Leave me alone."
He saw her lying there with the book over her eyes and trying to enjoy the afternoon sun.
"You touch me again I'm going to kill you."
He tried to stifle a laugh as he drew the carnation lightly over her rib cage.
"I'm not kidding. Don't think I don't know what you're doing."
Again he ran the flower over her ribcage and down her side. She didn't even flinch.
"Can't you get a new habit? Stop being such an annoying ass."
He ran the carnation over her stomach again in an 'S' pattern, and he could detect a slight smirk forming at the corner of her mouth.
"Do you not value your life?"
This time he couldn't stop the laugh and it rang clear around the dock and beyond. But that didn't stop his torment.
"Honestly, you're worse than a little boy tormenting a bug."
Still grinning he moved from her side down to her feet and ran the edge of of the stem across her insole.
"That does it" she said as she quickly sat up and whipped the book at him.
Luckily he had the reflexes of a cat and easily moved out of her way.
"You are such a child."
"Wanna play?"
"No. I wanted to relax after a long day. Obviously I can't do that so I'm leaving."
"Aw, come on, you wanna play - you just want to control the game."
Turning on her tormentor she glared at him, but her scorching look only served to drive him further into hysterics because both knew it didn't reach her lips and that smirk was threatening to become a full smile.
"I do control, so get out of here."
"Don't think so."
"Get out!"
"Nope" he said as he moved towards her, trying to keep her in place.
Unfortunately the bottle of lotion she had used earlier had fallen and he stepped on it as he moved, knocking his feet from under him. The delicious effect of his movement, his slip, and her attempt to get out of the hammock resulted in him tackling her to the canvas as it collapsed around the two.
Momentarily stunned, they both began to laugh. Somewhere in the fall he had managed to turn them so they fell primarily with him receiving the full impact of the ground.
"What am I going to do with you?"
"Keep me. Play with me. Love me."
"You're incorrigible."
"Yup – and no one's going to believe how this happened."
"Who cares" she said as she leaned down to claim the lips of the man who taught her how to truely enjoy life.