The phone rang and startled them both. They had been holding each other as they slept. Besides waking them from sound sleep, the ringing made their heads hurt. Each had some effects from the drinking they had done earlier. Bruce slid away from Amy. He looked at his alarm clock for the time. 11:47 PM.
"Who could be calling at this time?" he complained as he picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Bruce, its Maxine Gray. I'm sorry to call so late but have you heard from Amy? I'm not sure if you heard, being as you weren't able to attend the wedding, but Amy did not get married today. We left around seven to get dinner and she did not want to join us. When we returned at nine, her car was her but she wasn't. We've tried her cel–"
Amy heard her mother's voice; she had snuggled against Bruce once he had picked up the phone. He frowned at Amy in disbelief. She returned a sheepish look.
"She's here Maxine. I'm sorry; I never thought she had left without telling anyone. She did take a cab here, but I thought it was because she was pretty upset and had been drinking. I was able to calm her down and she's sleeping now. I'm sorry she had you worried."
Amy smiled when Bruce said he had calmed her down, but Bruce still had a crossed look.
"Oh thank God. I'll let everyone know Amy is fine. We had quite a search party started. I'm so sorry to disturb you. Thank you for tending to her. Would you like me to pick her up?"
"No Maxine, its ok. I'll bring her home when she's ready. It's the least I could do."
"Well please don't hesitate to call me if you need anything. I know Amy is going through an ordeal and she may be too much for even you to handle."
"We'll be fine, but I'll call if anything changes."
"Goodnight Bruce."
"Goodnight Maxine," Bruce said before hanging up the phone.
Amy had already started kissing Bruce's neck and chest. She knew he was upset with her.
"Amy how could you leave your family wondering where you are like that? Maxine sounded distraught. They've probably been worried sick."
Amy crawled on top of Bruce and continued to kiss his body. Bruce caressed her arms and back with his hands.
"Amy..." he called her name again in singsong. "Are you going to answer me?"
She could tell Bruce was softening up, in a manner of speaking. Amy sat up on her arms across of his chest to make eye contact.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I was hurting and I was drunk. I think you conveyed that message to my mother. Besides, you can't put it all on me –you've been keeping me busy," Amy said with a sexy grin.
Bruce lost the scowl, but looked at Amy concerned.
"Well there's no point in arguing, everything's settled now. I care about you AND your family. It wasn't right that they've been worrying. I'm sure today wasn't easy for them either. Imagine how Lauren felt not knowing where you were. You've got a great family. They care about you. Don't take them for granted."
"You're right. I won't. I was under the influence of alcohol and amazing sex. You forgive me?" she asked him coyly and kissed his lips.
"Don't let it happen again," he mumbled as he kissed her in return.
"Take my family for granted or have amazing sex with you?"
They continued to kiss playfully as they spoke.
"–Your family for granted. I expect you to have amazing sex with me from now on."
"Pretty high expectations. I can't promise anything, but I'll try... Let's practice."
"Practice makes perfect."
Amy began to kiss his chest again. This time she was the one placing soft wet kisses along his body. She suckled and softly bit all over his chest, abs, back up to his nipples and back down to his navel. Bruce groaned his approval. Amy slowly made her way back up. He met her with a passionate embrace as he found her lips with his again. There was less lust and more ardor. It was not as much a yearning of their bodies as it was a yearning of their hearts. They held each other as they sustained deep soulful kisses. Amy, still resting on top of Bruce, reunited with him once again. Another sensual, wonderful unison. This time Amy tried to have more control. She wanted Bruce to have a breathtaking experience as he had given her. It was difficult to maintain control; feeling him inside her was still so new. Bruce rubbed her hips and back as they moved. A new day commenced as they moved to their libidinal rhythms. Each stubbornly tried to wait for the other to peak. Finally Bruce clenched the bed sheets and Amy clenched his chest as they reached the pinnacle in harmony. She collapsed on top of him in an epicurean stupor. They kissed gently and then held each other once more as they fell asleep again.
"Who could be calling at this time?" he complained as he picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Bruce, its Maxine Gray. I'm sorry to call so late but have you heard from Amy? I'm not sure if you heard, being as you weren't able to attend the wedding, but Amy did not get married today. We left around seven to get dinner and she did not want to join us. When we returned at nine, her car was her but she wasn't. We've tried her cel–"
Amy heard her mother's voice; she had snuggled against Bruce once he had picked up the phone. He frowned at Amy in disbelief. She returned a sheepish look.
"She's here Maxine. I'm sorry; I never thought she had left without telling anyone. She did take a cab here, but I thought it was because she was pretty upset and had been drinking. I was able to calm her down and she's sleeping now. I'm sorry she had you worried."
Amy smiled when Bruce said he had calmed her down, but Bruce still had a crossed look.
"Oh thank God. I'll let everyone know Amy is fine. We had quite a search party started. I'm so sorry to disturb you. Thank you for tending to her. Would you like me to pick her up?"
"No Maxine, its ok. I'll bring her home when she's ready. It's the least I could do."
"Well please don't hesitate to call me if you need anything. I know Amy is going through an ordeal and she may be too much for even you to handle."
"We'll be fine, but I'll call if anything changes."
"Goodnight Bruce."
"Goodnight Maxine," Bruce said before hanging up the phone.
Amy had already started kissing Bruce's neck and chest. She knew he was upset with her.
"Amy how could you leave your family wondering where you are like that? Maxine sounded distraught. They've probably been worried sick."
Amy crawled on top of Bruce and continued to kiss his body. Bruce caressed her arms and back with his hands.
"Amy..." he called her name again in singsong. "Are you going to answer me?"
She could tell Bruce was softening up, in a manner of speaking. Amy sat up on her arms across of his chest to make eye contact.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I was hurting and I was drunk. I think you conveyed that message to my mother. Besides, you can't put it all on me –you've been keeping me busy," Amy said with a sexy grin.
Bruce lost the scowl, but looked at Amy concerned.
"Well there's no point in arguing, everything's settled now. I care about you AND your family. It wasn't right that they've been worrying. I'm sure today wasn't easy for them either. Imagine how Lauren felt not knowing where you were. You've got a great family. They care about you. Don't take them for granted."
"You're right. I won't. I was under the influence of alcohol and amazing sex. You forgive me?" she asked him coyly and kissed his lips.
"Don't let it happen again," he mumbled as he kissed her in return.
"Take my family for granted or have amazing sex with you?"
They continued to kiss playfully as they spoke.
"–Your family for granted. I expect you to have amazing sex with me from now on."
"Pretty high expectations. I can't promise anything, but I'll try... Let's practice."
"Practice makes perfect."
Amy began to kiss his chest again. This time she was the one placing soft wet kisses along his body. She suckled and softly bit all over his chest, abs, back up to his nipples and back down to his navel. Bruce groaned his approval. Amy slowly made her way back up. He met her with a passionate embrace as he found her lips with his again. There was less lust and more ardor. It was not as much a yearning of their bodies as it was a yearning of their hearts. They held each other as they sustained deep soulful kisses. Amy, still resting on top of Bruce, reunited with him once again. Another sensual, wonderful unison. This time Amy tried to have more control. She wanted Bruce to have a breathtaking experience as he had given her. It was difficult to maintain control; feeling him inside her was still so new. Bruce rubbed her hips and back as they moved. A new day commenced as they moved to their libidinal rhythms. Each stubbornly tried to wait for the other to peak. Finally Bruce clenched the bed sheets and Amy clenched his chest as they reached the pinnacle in harmony. She collapsed on top of him in an epicurean stupor. They kissed gently and then held each other once more as they fell asleep again.