A/N: I'm baaackkk! Miss me? Miss the boys? Oh I am sure you did! Finished my book, it was so good and it was nice to take a break and read instead of write but now I am back in writing mode. Ok Not sure what the posting is gonna be like but I will try to keep rolling at a good pace, but I am also working on Steel.

"I can't no, nope can't do it... no protection then no ride." he is standing his ground.

"You promised." I am borrowing his pleading whine and pout.

"Sorry Emm, I will take a lot of stupid risks, but this is one I am standing firm on." he crosses his arms and stares me down.

"Fine." I grab his hand and we take off down the street on foot.

"We can take my car." he gives me.

"Fuck you, hell no! My bike with no helmets is safer then that ancient thing." I twine our fingers and pull Riley along.

"Age is just a number baby." he retorts.

"Yeah well, I would like to live to see 34." in the end it is all okay, I would love to feel him behind me on my bike but hand in hand will do.

We got a late start, I had worn Riley out pretty good last night and sleeping with him in my arms was a feeling I would love to get use to. I shake the thoughts out of my head as we make our way into a little bakery, each grabbing a coffee and pastry. After that we stopped at a drug store to get much needed supplies and a few snacks.

After a stop at a gallery and a brief look see we both were to eager with what was in the bags in our hands to stay long.

The afternoon played out much as the night before, some eating, some talking, a lot of fooling around. It was nice, I never had nice before with someone. I had hot, I had raunchy, hell I've even had kinky as fuck. But nice was new to me, and I liked it.

I watch Riley sleep, his features when relaxed make him look so much younger then 27. His lips are relaxed in a soft smile, his cheeks are slightly flushed, his dirty blonde hairs is all over the place. He was perfect, it made me panic a bit how perfect he is.

Drifting off holding him in my arms it was clear what I needed to do.

A shrill bell going off had me bolting up right looking for the source. "What the Fuck!"

Riley jogs out of the bathroom, "Sorry I forgot to shut it off." His hair is damp and he is dressed in a pair of light colored dockers and a soft blue button up shirt.

"Sok just scared the shit out of me." as if to make it all better he sits next to me on the bed, giving me soft morning kisses.

"Thank you, for this weekend. It was perfect. I will never forget it." his smile tells me he really means it.

"Thank you. It was the best weekend I have ever had." and I mean it.

Before we get to mushy or I wrinkle him he gets up to finish getting ready for work. I exuse myself to use my bathroom so he can finish in his own. Just as I am about to get in the shower my phone goes off on the night stand.

"Damn I know I said Monday, but 7am Monday?" I say in greeting.