Natasha finished packing Luca to give it to her parents. The man was excited to leave, but he also looked very tired, as the two had an intense day, the games, the walks, had a lot of fun and now it was time to let him go. The grandmother was sure that she would miss the man, as she knew it would take time to find him again, due to her work that would start again the next day.
Those days with her grandson brought back memories of times gone by. And there was one of those moments when pain, suffering and desire were mixed and some limits were exceeded.
That day was tense. Tasha has been worried all day. She called Reade several times, left several messages in her mailbox, but got no response. Tasha even stopped by her friend's house in the morning before going to work, but there was no one in the house. She knew that, as she deactivated the alarm and entered. The bed was made and there was no sign that he had spent the night there, which made her worry even more.
She had to go to work. I couldn't spend all day looking for Reade. She knew she wasn't his nanny, but in the situation he was in, he needed someone by his side to show him what to do and not let him stray from the path. Gosh, she loved him! And Reade is her best friend and she needed him. Tasha allowed herself to go to the bathroom and cry before leaving for the field. She just hoped that no one would notice. The brunette didn't like to look weak, especially for her team. He wiped his face and left.
The case was complicated, involving adopted children. It was a little complicated, there were loose ends everywhere. A sixteen-year-old girl threw herself out of the window on the second floor of the house where they lived. Take your own life. Something that people generally want to protect. It took them a long time to get answers, it took all day. Reade did not leave his head. Tasha was afraid.
She called him again before leaving. He answered. Oh gosh! How relieved she was. He seemed to be fine after all, although his voice said otherwise. She knew she needed to see him, make sure he was really well. And he asked her to go there, said he needed her.
- Hi. - Reade had bruises all over his face and was very dejected. Tasha did not want to ask what had happened. She wouldn't ask, she just wanted to be there with him.
- Hi. - He greeted her weakly. - Thank you for coming. - He said as they entered the apartment.
- Thank you for returning to me. - She wouldn't tell him how upset she was all day. She would not say that she had passed there in the morning and entered her space without permission.
He pulled her to him and hugged her. How good it was to be with him again. His hug was tight and warm. Her arms were strong and wrapped around her, bringing her body heat to her. She loved him very much and would not ask questions. I just wanted to be with him.
They let go of the hug and Reade took the ribbon. That same tape she pulled out of the basement VCR at Jones' house. - Are you sure? - She knew how painful it must have been for him to make that decision. And yet he asked her to be with him at that moment.
- No. But what I have done is not working. - It was true that Reade's involvement with drugs was a consequence of all the discoveries he made in recent months. This was a ghost he needed to break free from. And she would go through this with him if he wanted to. - I'm tired of pretending it's okay. I need to know what happened to be able to get on with my life.
- Reade, what happened will never change the person you are. - Tasha said as he sat beside her on the couch. - You are the man you chose to be. An FBI agent who fights for justice. An incredible friend who has always been by my side. - She looked at him so deeply that she may have moved him even in this difficult situation.
Reade just shook his head in agreement with her. The man took the control that was on the coffee table and turned on the video. Tasha took his hand and linked her fingers in his. He was shaking and she held him tightly. Those minutes were torture. Perhaps some of the worst moments they've spent together in all the time they've known each other. But she was standing right next to him. His eyes froze on the screen, just like him. It was hard to believe that cruel people like Jones existed in the world. Able to take advantage of innocent children. Several children. In her time with the police and the FBI, she had seen many things, but nothing so close to her that way. That was cruel, it was horrible.
The video ended and there was only a blue screen, but neither of them found the strength to hang up. They had been paralyzed for fifteen minutes, hands clasped, tears streaming down their faces. After the moments of trance, Tasha took the remote control and turned off the device.
She knelt on the sofa next to Reade and stayed close to him. With the tips of his fingers he wiped away the tears that were streaming down his friend's face. Tasha kissed him long on the cheek and closed her eyes to enjoy the moment of closeness. They were very close and their breaths were mixed. The brunette stepped away for a moment and looked him in the eye, she didn't know what she saw, if it was pain, sadness, or what else, so she pressed her lips to his, very lightly and wrapped her hands around his neck . She pulled away again and looked at him for a reaction and felt Reade holding her by the waist and pulling her closer. They were facing each other, their bodies pressed together and their lips came together again, this time they collided hard and their bodies tried to stay even closer, closer together. Tasha put her hand under Reade's shirt, because she wanted to feel the warmth of his skin and he hurried to remove the shirt. Then she touched his chest, as she wanted to do so many times, touched it with her whole hands while their mouths were together and their tongues met.
Neither of them was perfectly aware of what they were doing, they just didn't want to stop. Words were not accurate, just touches, kisses and looks. What they were doing was more of a way to vent their frustrations than an act of love. Tasha kissed him on the neck and inhaled his scent, soap, perfume and aftershave mixed and it was pleasant. Reade let her touch him and kiss his body, but he also wanted to feel her and unbuttoned the brunette's blouse leaving her with only the black bra. The man put his hand on the bra and she moaned softly at the touch, she wanted more, she wanted his mouth on her body and Reade seemed to understand the request, removed her bra and took her mouth on her breasts. The man alternated strokes with his hand and mouth on both breasts of the brunette who squirmed in his lap.
Reade got up with Tasha on his lap and carried her to his bed. The two talked with the look. Silent requests hung in the room. Breathless breaths, burning kisses. Both were naked and Tasha positioned her body over Reade's and kissed the man's body. The woman's mouth stopped on her chest and traced the path between one breast and the other, taking light bites on her nipples. When his mouth reached him on the abdomen, Reade was thirsty and couldn't bear to wait long. He pulled her on top of him and kissed her hard with an impulse shifting their bodies. Tasha wrapped her legs around the man's hip and felt him fill slowly. She held her breath until she felt it completely. Not even in her biggest dreams would Tasha imagine the intensity of that moment. Their bodies were synchronized.
In desperation for control Tasha made him lie down and got on top of him. She was working on it and in a few minutes she felt herself shiver and let out a loud moan of satisfaction. Reade responded in kind and also gave himself up. The brunette collapsed on him while they waited for their breaths to calm down. No one would explain what was going on in that apartment. Just two friends who needed each other like never before. It was just the two of them comforting and calming themselves.
Everything that was happening was of crazy intensity and they found that comfort in each other. Everything Reade went through had brought them here. Until that night. Only two friends who gave themselves up and now slept hugging each other. And no matter what happened from that moment on, one thing was certain, neither of them would ever regret what they did.
Tasha finished taking a shower and went down to the living room. He was waiting for her with dinner ready. The man arrived just before Miguel picked up Luca. She missed him so much. They were several days away from each other. She hugged him from behind and he turned, pulling her to him and giving him an intense kiss.