He sensed her before he saw her. He was sitting on the edge of an old dock that stuck out over a tide pool, skipping stones that someone had left there, old weights from crab traps. He didn't look over when she sat down next to him, trying to ignore her for as long as possible. "Garret-" she started, and he sat there, still watching the stones skip through the waves. She put a can of beer down next to him, something else he ignored. "Garret-" she tried again, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder which he shrugged off.
"Can't get five minutes of peace on a relaxing vacation." He said, and she laughed, not a happy laugh, but a pathetic laugh.
"Garret, please."
"Please what?" He asked, and noticed another stone skip out as she joined him in his mindless occupation.
"Don't do this to me. If anything I'm the one that should be pissed off at you. I've got too much going on already, my life's enough of a wreck. I don't need my best friend going off on me on top of everything else." She leaned against him, her head in his lap. The sun was starting to set, he was surprised how long he'd been out, and he wondered how long she took to look for him.
He gently stroked her hair, watching the blue sky slowly fade to pink and amber. "This is something that I could get used to." He said after a while of just sitting there, both of them reconciled even though no one had apologized, it was something that didn't need to be said.
She looked up at him, a sad look in her eyes. "I told you Garret, I don't want to use you, to lead you on only to wake up the next morning and realize that I do love Woody, I don't want to tear myself in more directions than I'm already being torn. I need to figure out what I want. I'm too busy being in limbo." She felt a strong finger place itself against her lips, silence her.
"What's your heart telling you?" He asked.
"My heart's telling me to go on and take a risk, my brain's telling me to go with Woody, and my body's telling me to jump the first person I see." She sat up and looked into his eyes.
"Just this once, and remember this, because I'm never going to tell you it again, forget what you're brain is telling you and go with your instinct, go with what your heart and body are telling you." She paused for a minute, trying to think, before leaning her head in, allowing their lips to meet.
It felt like a thousand megawatt charge ran through his body. Every hair on his body was standing on end. They pulled back after a long second, and he could see it on her face that she felt it too, that there was an almost stunned, shocked look. She leaned forward again, recapturing his mouth with hers, pushing back on him, leaning him against the hard wood of the dock.
Her weight felt comfortable against him, and they seemed to fit. He trailed one hand up her side, and felt her shift in response, fighting the ticklish touch, and felt a sharp stabbing pain in his side. "Ow." He moaned sitting up to find a nail sticking up out of the dock, jabbing into him. She giggled. "Let's continue this someplace where we're less likely to get injured by sharp objects." He suggested, and she paused for the briefest moment as he helped her up, but one look in her eyes and she followed him.
He held her hand for the entire time, the picture of a happy couple, every now and then catching a kiss to assure each other that this was a good idea. They had barely walked in and closed the door behind them when they were locked in a passionate kiss, just as passionate as the one on the dock, and he felt soft hands trying to work his clothes off, starting with the shirt. He had barely pulled it over his head than he found himself in the bedroom with her, a long fingernail tracing the path of tawny hair the extended from the top of his sternum straight down to the waistband of his pants. She pushed him gently against the mattress and he put all coherent thought out of his mind.
A/N-So I'm putting these here to not give away anything at the start-I had to keep this PG-13 largely because if I tried to write it R, I would have failed miserably and crossed it into the NC-17 range anyway. Even though The Harvest did almost cross into there (there's only a few inches of Miguel left up to the imagination in that movie). Did y'all honestly think they wouldn't wind up together in this?
