Disclaimer: As I have stated before I am in no way affiliated with Lost or any of the characters on the show.
Note this chapter contains some sexual and suggestive themes. It's not very graphicbut ifthis type of thingoffends you please don't read any further. Thanks!
The rain fell down hard as he woke up only to feel her warm body against his. He moaned and turned to watch her sleep. He couldn't help but smile at her. She smiled too as if she could feel his. He realized then what she was doing.
"You little liar." He joked as he began to tickle her.
"Oh come on Sawyer you know you like it." She laughed as she pushed him off her. The two started to wrestle and then shortly turned into a make out session.
"Sawyer, don't you have to do something today?" She asked between kisses.
"Maybe." Sawyer responded giving her that sly grin that made her melt.
"Don't give me that crap." She said as she got out of bed.
"Annie, don't go yet." Sawyer pleaded looking up at her with thoseblueeyes. She smiled at him but kept on walking.
He rolled over in bed. He hated how he could do this to someone he loved so much. He looked at the beside clock 8:25 it flashed. He moaned, he couldn't tell her he was going to be with another girl in an hour, he loved her too much to do that. How could he tell her that the only reason they were in Australia wasso he couldsleep with another woman to make money? He leaned over the edge of the bed with his head between his hands, loathing himself for doing this.
He stepped into a pair of jeans and put on a blue-collar shirt and a light blue-stripped tie. He ran his fingers through his hair a couple of times and left the room.
She stepped out of the bathroom wearing Levis and a pink tank top. Her brown curls up in a ponytail. She stopped at the desk and read the note.
-Annie Baby, Gone for business deal. Be back later. Do something nice today.
Love Sawyer.
Her heart sank, this whole time he'd been gone. She'd hopped for at least one day that they could spend together. She was beginning to wonder if she was the only girl in his life. The other night he'd come back a little drunk and smelt of woman's perfume. She hoped she was wrong, but something was telling her that she was right.
He came back to the hotel room carrying a bouquet of flowers, daffodils to be correct. She loved daffodils and he'd hopped that it'd at least make up for what he'd done. She smiled as he entered the room. She was sitting on the bed watching reruns of Gilligan's Island.
He blushed slightly has he handed her the flowers.
"Mmm…daffodils are my favorite!" She cooed. "How'd you know?" She asked playfully running her fingers through his hair as she placed them on the desk.
"I have ways of finding out." He smirked as he gently kissed her. He liked the way she felt against him. Her soft fragile body against his muscular one felt right. He loved the way she had to stand on her toes to reach him when they kissed and she liked the way he discretely lifted her up.
She pulled back and smiled. She liked teasing him. She liked the sweet romantic side of him and it was refreshing compared to how he acted normally. She went back and sat on the bed, leaving him standing there helpless.
"Oh, I see what you're doing." He laughed as he crawled in front of her on the bed softly kissing her.
"And what's that?" She questioned mischievously as he put his arms around her. He lay his head on her chest and could hear her heart beating. The sound was rhythmic and comforting. He felt her hand soothingly stroke his hair.
"Freckles I love you sooo much." He sighed as he kissed the nape of her neck.
"Freckles? That's a new one." She said as she traced the outline of his face.
"You like it?" He questioned grabbing her hand.
"I think so." She laughed as he entwined his fingers with hers.
"Good because it fits you." He said as he pressed his lips to her fingers. He felt her body adjust to his and the rhythmic beating of her heart and the soothing caress of her fingers through his hair drifted him of to sleep.
The sun shown brightly through the curtains as Annie blinked open her eyes, she looked around and smiled at Sawyer who was sleeping soundly still on top of her. The sun was high and she felt happy. They were going home today and she felt as though she didn't have to worry about him anymore.
He groaned as she gently shook his shoulders to get him up.
"Five more minutes." He said groggily as he buried his face deeper into her chest.
"Sawyer, the plane leaves in two hours." She said as she looked at the alarm clock. She rubbed her hand gently over his perfect body. She could see the contours of every muscle and his skin was flawless. 'He's too perfect' she thought.
He moaned he didn't need this kind of romantic wake up. 'Cold water would have worked better' he thought as he slowly rolled over. She got up and walked over to bureau. He watched her taking in the full splendor of her body.
She put on a tan skirt with a green ribbon sash and threw a light blue Johnny collar over her pink tank. She combed the tangles out of her hair and tied it into a low pony and threw it over her shoulder.
"You don't have to work hard to be perfect do you?" He joked as she threw a well-aren't-you-a-smart ass look. He slowly got up and threw on a blue tee.
"Are your bags packed Sawyer?" She questioned as she threw the few remaining items into her carryon.
"You bet Freckles." He said as he put his arms around her waist.
"We should be heading out." She said as she pulled away from him and grabbed her bag.
"What do you mean there's no peanuts?" Sawyer yelled as the stewardess tried to explain to him why.
"Sir, please don't yell, you're disturbing other passengers." The stewardess said as she looked around for an available exit.
"Why the hell should I? You call this service? I didn't pay all this money to get such lousy service." Sawyer's temper grew hotter quickly.
"Sawyer, please, not now." Annie said as she grabbed his arm. The stewardess made a quick escape to the next man three rows up.
"Now that damn terrorist gets the attention." Sawyer cursed being himself.
"Sawyer, please, not now." Annie pleaded with him.
The plane became turbulent, more turbulent then it had been before. The fasten seatbelt sign flashed on. As most people were struggling to find their seatbelts there was a big thud and the back of the airplane had broken off and the oxygen masks had been deployed.
Women and children were screaming and amidst the chaos Sawyer sat there calmly holding on tightly to Annie's hand. The last thing he remembered was something hard hitting him against his head knocking him out.
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