I've had some sudden burst of inspiration recently so I thought I'd use it to my advantage and get some of these fics updated.
I'm currently sat outside the doctor's office waiting for Lou to finish up his appointment, today they're checking the wound and making sure everything is healing as it should. I also think Lou might ask about his other…issue today. The one where his little soldier isn't rising to the occasion, I know it's been bothering him and no matter how many times I reassure him that it's not bothering me I don't think he quite believes me. He's been doing everything he can to keep me satisfied, man has he got some talents. Just the thought of him touching me like that sends my body heat skyrocketing. I squirm in the chair and close my eyes for a fraction of a second to try and calm my suddenly raging libido; he makes me feel like a teenager again. This new dynamic to our relationship, the part where we actually spend time together, talking, watching movies, even the mundane stuff like cooking are all making me realise that this is what I have been missing from my life for so long. A proper committed relationship. Not just someone I can run to when I want a good fucking.
I just hope it continues when I go home tonight. Lou is well on his way to recovery now and can do most things for himself so it's time for me to go. As much as I'm quite content to stay I do have a daughter who needs me and a mother who needs to get back to her own life. I dread to think what she has done to my house while she's had free reign over it. I drop my head back to rest against the chair and blow out a breath just knowing I'm going to be badgered with questions from both my mother and daughter later. They don't know about Lou exactly, they know I'm caring for an injured colleague who was in the warehouse with me but they don't know we're dating. Well, I think my mother suspects if her little remarks during our phone calls are anything to go by.
"Why do you have to care for him? Doesn't he have any family…or maybe there's another reason…"
Yes mom, I'm sleeping with him. I didn't say that obviously but Christ does she infuriate me sometimes. She wants to know everything about my life and when I do let her in she judges my choices. She never liked Eddie, granted she was sort of right not to like him, but it's not like I go around looking for the biggest loser to shack up with. I just seem to attract them. And not everyone I've dated have been losers, just most of them.
I sigh and pull my phone out of my pocket, quickly dial my mother's number and let it ring. When she doesn't answer I leave a message explaining I will be home later so she needn't worry about Lindsey. At least I've avoided her inquisition for now. Just Lindsey's to go. God I hope she doesn't start one of her moods; I don't need her getting all pissy at me.
Before I have too long to ponder Lindsey's latest attitude problem the passenger door opens and Lou climbs into the car, I lift my head and look at him with a smile on my face. "Everything go okay?" I query.
"Yeah, they seemed happy enough with it." Lou's voice gives nothing away about how he's feeling. I want to ask about his other issue but I don't want to embarrass him so I remain quiet and start the car.
As we head towards Lou's home he turns his head and looks at me. "How did grocery shopping go?"
I glance at him; it's such a mundane question. "Fine. I got everything you'll need." I pause as I switch lanes. "But you know you can call me for anything, right?" I look at him briefly.
He nods and rests his hand on my leg. "I'm a big boy Cath, I'm sure I'll manage."
"I know, I just…"
"You care, I know." He smiles at me and gives my leg a squeeze. "If it makes you feel better I promise I will call if I need anything."
"Thank you." I smile at him, grateful that he understands my concerns.
"Anything at all." His voice teases making me glance at him again to see a mischievous smirk firmly planted on his handsome face.
Not knowing what is going on in that mind of his I choose not answer and instead just nod as I make the final turn onto his street. Once parked we both climb out of the car, Lou limps to the trunk as I open it and begins to grab shopping bags.
"What are you doing?" I look at him with my best stern mom look.
He looks at me and laughs. "Okay, what's the look for?"
I roll my eyes and take the bag from his hands. "You're being irritating on purpose."
Lou's hands rest on my waist as he turns me to look at him. "Babe, I've got to start doing things for myself."
Looking into his eyes I know he's right, I deflate slightly and let out a soft sigh. "I know." Smiling he leans in and kisses my lips softly. As he pulls back I can't help myself. "Just take it easy please."
Smiling Lou picks up another lighter bag of shopping and heads inside. Taking a breath I try to gather myself together, all these new emotions are throwing me off lately and I don't know how to handle them. I'd closed myself off from these sort of feelings a long time ago, one too many bad relationships and I just couldn't bring myself to put everything on the line anymore. But here I am, caring deeply about a man. I know he cares about me too but there's still that chance that he could hurt me, and it would hurt bad because I've let my guard down with him.
A few hours later and I've prepared a few meals and put them in the freezer for him so all he has to do is warm them up, I've cleaned the kitchen and straightened up the rest of the house. I'm just putting the last of my clothes in my bag when he enters the bedroom. I can sense him behind me and I just know he's watching me but I don't turn around. I don't want to face the fact that I'm leaving and this new closeness we've gotten might disappear. As if sensing my thoughts Lou slowly walks up behind me and places his hands on my hips as his lips gently kiss neck. The touches are light, barely their brushes of his lips which are making my body shiver.
I drop the t-shirt I'm holding to the bed and cover his hands with my own. "Lou." My voice comes out in a whisper, the way he's making me feel I daren't speak any louder.
His kisses move up to my ear, his breath brushing my neck. "I wish you could stay." His voice is as equally quiet as mine.
"Me too but I have to get home." My eyes close as his kisses once again start up their assault of my neck; if he keeps this up I won't know what my own name is.
"I know and I understand but it doesn't mean I have to like it." His teeth join the game as they nip the skin making me moan softly.
"Lou, we should stop." As much as I'm loathed to I turn in his arms and place my hands against his chest to still his movements. He's wearing a mischievous smirk on his face; he knows exactly what he's doing to me.
"Don't you like it?" oh the smarmy…he knows I do.
"You know I do." I put my hands on my hips to try and seem stern, not aroused which I so clearly am.
His smirk grows as his hands try to make their way to my body again. "Oh no you don't." I bat his hands away and take a step back. "You're like a horny teenager."
"Do you blame me? I've got the most gorgeous woman in my bedroom."
Shaking my head I pick up the t-shirt from the bed and toss it at his face. "Behave."
"never." He responds cheekily as he tosses the t-shirt into the bag. "I'm just going to miss you."
"I know and I'll miss you too." Admitting defeat I step closer to him and wrap my arms around his neck, I place a sweet kiss to his lips. "But I'm only a phone call away."
"Mmm, that may be so but you're not here." His hands run down my sides. "I don't want you forgetting me." He says in that husky voice of his before he pushes me onto the bed and clambers above me, his lips seeking mine.
He spends the next 30 minutes reminding me of exactly what I could be missing. Sweaty and spent I lay panting on his bed as he crawls back up my body until his face is level with mine once again.
"Well, I'm certainly not going to forget that." I pant out as he chuckles and lays on his side next to me, clearly very pleased with himself.