Chapter Three
Tris POV
Dauntless infirmary - two weeks week later
"Oh, here, I wanted to return those! It seems I took them when we were stuck in the fishing cabin out in Amity." I hold out the vials I accidentally packed and just found when I finally got around to unpacking the backpack that was returned to me.
"Thank you, I better send them back to Amity," Nurse Clarissa says.
"Why do you have to send them back? I doubt they will miss a few vials of painkillers."
Maybe Erudite is not providing enough to Amity. No, that doesn't make sense.
"Oh no, it's because Erudite adds peace serum to Amity's vials. Some people have allergic reactions to peace serum and can't have them. You did not give them to Eric, did you," she asks me concerned.
"Uh" Shit!
"Oh, you poor thing. He seemed fine when we checked him out and he did not say anything. I assume he did not know?" She gives me a peculiar look.
"No, I wanted to save ours and started using the ones I found in the house. The expiration date was fine. How come I did not see Eric have an allergic reaction? Was it the fever? Oh god, was that why he had blurry vision?"
I can feel panic starting to set in and Clarissa's hand on my shoulder brings me back to reality. She is actually grinning at me.
"No, dear, allergic reactions to peace serum are always different. In Eric's case he seems to get horny. They found that out the hard way when he was just in leadership training and got hurt visiting Amity. They ended up sedating him to sleep it off before any of the girls could take advantage. There is a note in his file. Ever since, we test initiates for allergies to be better prepared."
"Why was I not told about this," I exclaim.
"Because it's HIS medical file, Tris," she soothes.
"No, I mean the allergy tests. It would be good to know that one is allergic to things."
Now it's her turn to look confused. "But your file states you were informed about your results, just like everyone else."
"No, I would remember something important like this."
Clarissa walks over to the computer and types away. She growls and hits a few buttons. The printer comes to life and she returns with some sheets of paper.
"The first page is the statement that nurse Violet," she spits the name "informed you of your results. The second page is your medical report from the day she did this and it is obvious you were drugged up after losing a fight during initiation. She should have waited for your release to sit you down and talk through your results. Unfortunately, nurse Violet is not here anymore. She was found lacking and was demoted to guard duty. I am sorry, Tris. The next pages are your test results. It seems you did test positive to some substances. One of them is a component used in peace serum. Did you notice anything in particular about yourself?"
"Well, I had a blinding headache every time the painkillers wore off..." I blush as I trail off.
"And," Clarissa prompts.
"I had erotic dreams," I mumble.
She smirks. "Well, the last one is a nice side effect. The headache could have been caused by the cold you had though. Now, back to your results. Your body reacts differently to progestin. This is a problem for you because of its use in our birth control shots.
"Shit," I interrupt Clarissa right here. "They gave me the shot! They gave me the fucking shot! Don't they have to check the allergy report on my file?"
Deep sigh.
"Yes, the first time you came in for the shot you booked the appointment in advance and we ordered the correct one. When you came in for your refresher the nurse should have checked, but ... you might not recall this: the nurse giving you your shot was, again, Violet. I am so sorry, Tris. Normally we just ask Erudite to provide a suitable substitute and all is well. The report for this is also in your stack of paperwork. Um, you might want to stay away from strawberries from now on. You have a light allergy against those as well. I am sorry to be so blunt, but do you want me to give you a pregnancy test?"
Fuck! I did not even think about that. I hope there is a way to punish Violet for what she has done. I will be talking to Max as soon as I am out of here.
"Can you do it now," I ask, biting my lip.
"Come on!" And Clarissa leads me to one of the rooms right off the reception area.
"Sit down! It's just going to be a quick prick."
She grabs a small device from the shelf and pricks my finger. There is a quiet beeping sound that continues as the machine works and then the screen lights up. "Well, congratulations. You are about four weeks pregnant according to your hCG levels."
She sees my face and comes over to comfort me. "Tris, I know this was not planned but at least you are in a solid relationship and about to get married. Some of the girls who come here are not so fortunate."
"We broke up!"
"Oh"
"Eight weeks ago."
You can see the clocks work in her brain. She has all the facts and it does not take long for her to come to the right conclusion. "Eric?"
I nod.
"Two young adults alone in a cabin... you both took the painkillers laced with peace serum?"
Again, I nod.
"And now? Clearly you are not together if nobody knows you and Four broke up. Eric would never stand for that."
"We had a misunderstanding and it has not been cleared up yet. We are kind of avoiding each other," I explain sheepishly.
Clarissa hugs me. "Piece of advice. Talk to him first and get the air cleared. See how that goes before you let him know about the baby. Men are weird. Either he will think you are with him only because you are pregnant, or he will say something stupid that will make you think he is only with you because of the baby."
"Knowing how we screwed up already that is sound advice. Thank you, Clarissa, for everything you have done for me today." I give her another hug and start to head out.
"Not so fast, Tris," she calls me back. "Sit down, girl. There is so much more we have to go through."
And with that she gets started. First on Violet and my need to go all the way up the ranks to Max, then about what I can expect now that I am expecting. Vitamins and food supplements. Regular check up appointments. Ultrasound, obstetrician, getting in touch with Erudite for allergy friendly medication, cravings, exercise, sex. The list goes on and on and it is half an hour later that I finally leave the infirmary. I am loaded up with paperwork and pill bottles. At least Clarissa gave me an empty box to carry everything home.
...
Tobias is home when I get in.
Dropping the box on the kitchen counter I hurry over and hug him tight before bursting out in tears. He is holding me tight to him and making soothing sounds, knowing it's best to just let me get through my meltdown and wait until I am ready to talk.
Finally, taking a deep breath, I lift my head from Tobias' chest and take the tissue he offers me to blow my nose loudly. He leads me to the sofa and pulls me back into his arms. I snuggle in tight and tell him everything that happened at the infirmary. I can feel his hands clench into fists and release again. Once I am done he kisses my forehead and moves slightly away. Looking me deep in the eye he gets started.
"Are you upset you are pregnant?"
"No, I am upset that my choice was taken away from me!"
"Are you upset that Eric is the father of your baby?"
"No! I know it could easily have been yours and then what? Either way, I will make the best out of this. My baby deserves only the best!"
He swallows hard. "If he doesn't step up and do right by you two, I will!"
"Don't say that! Maybe one day you will find someone who is just perfect for you and you don't want to be stuck with me then. I love you, but I don't think I can go further than being your best friend. This baby will need a devoted uncle and godfather. Are you up for that?"
"Of course, I will be whatever you need me to be, Tris! You are my best friend and I will do anything to make you happy."
"Anything," I tease.
Tobias groans, he knows what I am referring to. "I will do anything" he reaffirms. "If you are sure I should be a leader then I will accept Max's offer. God knows we are going to need maternity cover for you. Let's hope Eric does not request paternity leave or I will be stuck alone with all those initiates!"
"One step at a time. Will you come with me to Max? I have to talk to him about Violet and my maternity leave plus taking it easier over the next months."
"You are going to make sure I am following through, huh?"
I know my grin is evil, but I am certain he will thank me later.
I grab the paperwork I need for Max and we head over to the leadership offices.
...
"Hey, Oscar, is Max in?"
"Yes, he is free now if you want to pop in. He has another meeting in half an hour so you need to be done by then or I can schedule you in for later."
"Thanks, now is good. Can you hold any visitors?"
"Sure. Are we still up for lunch?"
"I'll let you know when I am done. I might have more things to attend to than previously thought."
And off we go into the deep dark space that is the office wing. I am just kidding, it's actually nice and some rooms have real windows.
I knock on Max's door and enter upon hearing his shout. He looks haggard and I am not sure if I should add more to his load, but I'd rather get it out of the way now.
"Hey, Max, Oscar said you had some time before your next meeting. Are you busy?"
He looks between me and Tobias and spots the paperwork I carry.
"No, it's alright, come in and have a seat. What can I do for the two of you?"
We take a seat in front of Max's desk and I fidget. Tobias puts his hand on my leg and I still. Yeah, I am a leader, I can do this.
"I went to infirmary today." Great start, Max is already cringing.
"You are pregnant," he states, and I look at him baffled.
"Tris, you come in here with Four, touting a stack of papers from the infirmary and I can see the top page from here. I have seen it several times up close and with my wife's name on it."
I blush and look down. Well shit. I hope I wasn't holding it for the whole faction to see.
"Ok. That's not making it easier for me but yes, I am pregnant. I am due sometime in September. That means we will have to change the schedule for this year. Nurse Clarissa said I should be on paperwork or crap like that for the last two months," I trail off when I see Max nod.
"I have gone through this three times, Tris, leave it up to me. Congratulations!"
And he comes over to hug me. He then turns to Tobias and holds out his hand with another "Congratulations!" on his lips.
Tobias and I both blush when I blurt out "Four is not the father!"
Max whips around to me, eyes bulging and mouth wide open.
"We split up eight weeks ago," Tobias adds ever so helpful and Max just looks between the two of us as if he can't decide who to focus on.
"But you two are perfect for each other!"
Tobias chuckles. "No, we are not. We are too alike. We both knew for some time that we should be best friends and not lovers. We are too alike to make it as a couple. There was no balancing the other one out. At least not in a way a healthy marriage should be."
"But you still live together. Nobody told me that you called off the wedding."
"That's because we told nobody about it. We are content living together. It works for us. We wanted to avoid the drama others would make about breaking up for as long as possible."
"Well, how did that work out for you, Tris? Clearly you told someone else as nobody would be stupid enough to try and help you presumably cheat on the mighty Four."
"Can we table that topic for another time, Max. I did not have a chance to talk to the guy in question about his impending fatherhood and the main reason I am here is to see what can be done about former nurse Violet. I am aware she was already demoted and put on fence duty, but I want to see her prosecuted."
I go on and tell him about everything that Clarissa told me, the allergy tests results being told to someone too drugged on painkillers to understand or remember and the contraception screw up which I could not prevent as I was not aware of the allergy report.
Max keeps shaking his head as if he can't believe what he is hearing, and I have to admit it sounds like a fictitious tale of woe.
"I am so sorry this happened to you, Tris. I will have to talk to Candor about this. Do I have your permission to talk to Jack?"
"Of course! Let me know if he wants copies of the papers and I will send them."
"Good, good. You guys look like there is more," Max sounds wary.
Tobias nods. "I have decided to accept your offer. I am ready to become a leader if you'll still have me?"
Silly Max. He jumps out of his chair and hugs Tobias, just to suddenly step back and mutter "This never happened!"
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Sir," is our synchronized reply. Yeah, Max, we are too similar, keep groaning.
"Fantastic news. Yes, we would love to welcome you into leadership. Why don't you work out a training schedule with Tris and we will try to get you ready for when she needs to take her leave. I'll cover the physical training. Tris, you are NOT allowed to fight without protective gear and notifying your opponent about your pregnancy. Are we clear?"
Yeah, he learned the hard way that he has to ask follow up questions or I will straight out ignore him if I don't like his ideas.
"Crystal," is my snarky standard reply.
He looks at his computer and groans. "Ok, time is up and I am already late. I will see you both in the office tomorrow. Tris, make sure you get the job transfer papers sorted today."
Tobias and I leave for my office. Seems we will be busy after all.
First, I call up Oscar to let him know I won't make it to lunch and that Four and I will be in my office all afternoon and to try and stem the flow of visitors to zero if possible. He promises to bring us some lunch back when he goes for his own.
"That went well," Tobias says.
"How so? That was embarrassing. I am just glad Max did not force me to name the father. He'd have a heart attack if he thought I was stepping out on you with none other than Eric... What are you laughing about?"
"You realize you still have to tell him that you are having Eric's baby, right?"
Well shit, Tobias is right.
We finally calm down and manage to get some work done. By the time Oscar brings our lunch we do have a preliminary training plan for the next four months. Tobias might be able to shorten this as he has been helping me throughout my own training by quizzing me and working out together. I'll have to ask Max which time suits him best for the physical part and I have a list of physical activities I need to run by Clarissa to see if they are okay. I want to be as involved in Tobias' training as possible so I will get the information before I go back to Max.
"I have to run over to the infirmary to ask Clarissa about some stuff. Do you want to wait here? You can start on the handbook on our dealings with Erudite."
Tobias grabs it and waves me out of my office. Ass!
...
Meanwhile at Max's next appointment...
Max POV
I enter Veronica's office and take a seat next to Eric.
"We need to make some changes to this year's rotation..."
Eric growls "I am not overseeing initiation again this year! I have seniority and it's Tris' turn."
"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted: we need to make some changes to this year's rotation. Tris and Four just stopped by my office and it seems she finally convinced him to take the leadership position we offered him. They are working on his training plan as we speak..."
More angry growling from Eric. Veronica just looks on amused. Clearly, she had a chat with Oscar who surely saw Tris' medical form that she accidentally displayed for the whole faction to see.
"Will you stop that! You sound like a rabid dog, Eric. Behave!" At least the growl is quiet this time. "Now, I have no doubt she will bring him up to speed quickly. Eric, I need you to take over the physical training aspect. Just let Tris know I assigned you and talk to them about timings. God knows, she is expecting ME to show up every morning."
Veronica laughs along while Eric just looks dumbfounded. "Why do I have to take over? Tris can hold her own in a fight and there are plenty of guys to choose from if she wants him to fight a male opponent from time to time."
I decide to ignore Eric for now. His mood has been barely tolerable lately.
"Veronica, one of your guards might have to go to Candor for trial. You all remember nurse Violet's demotion... stop it, Eric, I WILL buy you a muzzle... and it looks like Eric was not her only 'victim'..."
"How hard can it be to read the label on a pill bottle correctly before giving it to a patient? I had a migraine for a week!"
At least he is using words now.
"Yes, Eric, apparently just as hard as it is to inform a patient about an allergy report and then not act upon it and give the patient a medicine they are immune to basically making her take a placebo."
Veronica chimes in this time. "Obviously the patient did not die as she has been demoted for two months already and we never heard this before today. Why is this a case for Candor?"
"Because the patient did not receive the correct contraceptive and now finds herself pregnant."
"Oh shit!"
"Yes, Eric, oh shit is going to happen to Violet if she were to return to the compound any time soon. There is more than one person out for her blood. Once word gets around I bet there will be more queuing. Veronica, make sure she stays at the fence until we got this sorted!"
"With pleasure!"
"That's the spirit I am looking for! See, Eric, it's not that hard."
Fucker just rolls his eyes at me. You just wait and see! I have my own suspicions regarding who fathered Tris' baby, but I will honor her wishes and let her tell him first. I will make sure to get front row seats for the fireworks. I really hope I am right, can't wait to see Eric lose his cool and turn into a mother hen. Now back to my personal guilty pleasure - rile up Eric.
"As I said before, there will be a change in this year's rotation. Tris will be training Four over the next months with the goal to have him ready by summer. Eric will cover the physical aspect, Tris the paperwork as well as introductions to the other leaders and ambassadors. I want Four to supervise initiation, but I want everyone to chip in if he needs help. Uriah proved himself a worthy apprentice to Four and will take over his position in the control room and as initiate instructor. The control room should be fine until, we can assign a new graduate unless anybody has knowledge of someone worth promoting. Tris will be taking over faction relations once Four becomes a full leader. Eric, I need you to slowly empty your storage room. I intend to get the front office extended and we can build you one there. Tris can sort through the files at leisure and everything older than ten years will be taken out. I am hoping we can get all files digitalized and I have this earmarked for Tris to do later this year."
Veronica speaks up before Eric is done grumbling. "Shauna is a candidate to be promoted. She did well at the fence over the past three years and I know she spends a lot of free time in the control room when off duty due to Zeke's work there."
I nod. "Get me her file and I'll have a look. If her last three reports were good enough I will talk to Hana. Anything else?"
"Why do I have to give up my storage room? The location is perfect and I don't want Tris to mess up my system!"
"Seriously Eric? That room is bursting at the seams and it's ideal for the modification I have in mind. There is a connecting door to your office as well as Tris'. I have every intention of giving her that extra space. Your system is great for you but I want everything digital with a paper back up so everyone with the right clearance can access files when they need to instead of waiting for you to reluctantly hand over the key and then moan for weeks afterwards that they messed up your system."
Veronica is grinning. "I want to help design the room for Tris!"
"Get in line. I am pretty sure Emma will call dibs."
"That's my room and I am going to keep it!"
"Shut up, Eric," Veronica and I yell simultaneously.
"Fuck you! There is no sense or reason and you both know it."
And he storms out.
Veronica looks at me and shrugs. "So, when is Tris due?"
I grin. "Some time in September. Do you think she will be willing to bring the baby to work?"
"This is Tris we are talking about. She would never be able to stay at home and relax. This is a great idea. She can sort through all that paperwork and create her own routine. Tell Emma I really want to help with the nursery. Maybe you can tell maintenance to block off access from Eric's office. He is most likely to throw a shit fit because we want her to bring the baby to work, but I can certainly imagine him walking in on her breastfeeding or something like that just to annoy her."
"He might surprise us."
"Four will kill him if he tries. Are they getting married soon?"
I cringe. "Promise me what I tell you next does not leave this room!"
She eyes me speculatively "Promise!"
"They broke up eight weeks ago and Tris is only four weeks pregnant."
"Oh my god, you are not insinuating what I think you are..."
"Tris wants to tell the father first and until then your guess is as good as mine!"
"But she is the one that got screwed over by Violet, right?"
I nod.
"She did not tell me this, but I saw that the is allergic to peace serum as well and you do remember how we found out about Eric's intolerance. They were stuck together in a snowed in house within Amity for a couple of days that fit right in the timeframe. Plus Eric is the only one I can imagine having the balls to make a play for Tris while nobody knows her and Four split."
Veronica nods while thinking out loud. "That would also explain his mood these past days and all the growling today. He probably thinks Four going into leadership shows they are rock solid in their relationship and moving fast forward. Geez, and you even asked him help train Four. My, that has to smart his ego. I really hope Tris will tame him. Can you even imagine Eric as a dad? Four would be the silent protective type, but Eric? I bet you that he will hover and threaten everything and anyone, preventing them getting close to Tris or the baby. He is going to be our worst nightmare, Max!"
I cannot help the chuckle. I am hoping for a nice middle ground, but this is Eric we are talking about. He does everything in the extreme. "I hope I will be close by when she tells him, assuming we are right."
Veronica grins. "How about them new cameras?"
Oh, I like the way she is thinking. "You up for a little off the record maintenance work?"
"Absolutely!"
And with that we both leave the office to grab the supplies and install additional security cameras all over the office floor.
...
Meanwhile at the Leadership gym...
Eric POV
I can't believe it! Hell froze over and number boy accepted a leadership position. And Tris gets to train him.
Tris... I know something fishy is going on but I honestly do not want to know. Quite frankly, it hurts just to think about what could have been.
Tris... Get a grip, Coulter, she could never love you back! Grr... my dreams are filled with our time in Amity and every time I wake up I have to take a cold shower. I can't even rub one out without thinking about her. Who would have thought I would fall for one little Stiff? God, she makes me stiff every time I think about her. Probably the only reason I don't call her by her name. I like the reminder of what she does to me. Glutton for punishment? Check. Ready to fight number boy? Check. Ready to talk to Tris about him? Hell no.
Once I have cooled down, making it quite a workout, I decide to head back into the office. Max won't be lenient if I neglect my duties so, reluctantly, I walk over to Tris' office and knock. There is a reply, but it does not sound like Tris and curious person that I am I open the door carefully. There, at HER desk, sits Four with a stack of paperwork.
"Where is Tris," I growl.
He looks at me peculiarly before answering. "She had to run to the infirmary for something."
I hope she is not sick... No, Coulter, do not think about HER... naked... in just a skimpy hospital gown... getting a pelvic exam by you...
I am brought out of my daydream by Fuckwit talking.
"Do you want me to pass something on?"
"No. Yes. Did you guys make a training plan yet?"
"A provisional one, yes."
"Max wants me to take over your physical training and asked me to collaborate. What time frame did you set aside?"
Four looks at me incredulously "Max asked YOU to train ME?"
"Take a number. He was going on about Tris expecting him to do it, but that's not going to happen. She will be pissed enough when she hears that he changed the whole rotation for this year and put her mostly on office work. Can you imagine her stuck behind a desk?" Oh god, I am rambling. Kill me now, I am turning into Max!
Now he looks at me weird. What is it with people today?
"What?" At least my growl is back to being manly and intimidating.
"Tris asked Max for some changes."
Huh?
"O..K... So? Training?"
"Tris wanted to ask Max what time suits him best, so I am assuming the same goes for you."
"Fine, six am sharp at the Leaders' gym unless I tell you otherwise. We will jog around the city twice a week. Let's say Tuesday and Friday at sunrise, subject to change. Tris knows how much time to slot in for those."
"No problem. Look, Eric," Four rubs his neck as if he were in pain "can we try to bury the hatchet? We are both going to be leaders soon and I want to make it not so awkward for Tris."
"You should have thought about that before you accepted the offer, hmm, and I am your superior until you pass - if you pass - so let's not forget that either."
"Why do you have to be such an ass about everything?"
I laugh humorlessly. "Well, at least I am not the one accepting a job just to keep my fiancée happy."
"You know shit, Eric. One day soon you will regret all the crap you are spouting. I accepted the position because Tris is going to need her best friend by her side."
"Do you really believe those delusions? You only accepted the job so you do not feel like Tris is your superior. You want to have her within your reach at any time. Maybe a little office fuck to show your dominance?"
"Do you even hear yourself, Eric? What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you drunk? Drugged?"
No! Desperate! Jealous! Envious! What is she doing to me?
I stagger back and sink onto the sofa Tris has beside her door and cover my face. I hear Four come to stand in front of me and I groan. I sound pitiful, I hate it!
"Did you just realize you love her?"
My head whips up and I stare at him.
"Come on, Eric. Do you think I am stupid? You are showing all the signs of being jealous."
"I am not!"
"Suuure!"
Pompous asshole. "Why are you not attacking me? You gonna gloat now?"
"Eric, I don't know fully what is going on between you and Tris, but we broke up two months ago. She is still my best friend, though, and as such I am telling you that if you ever hurt her or talk to her like you just talked to me then I will be more than happy to arrange your demise. Heck, I am sure Max will sanction it!"
I just stare at him. My mind is curiously quiet.
After a while Four sits down next to me. Neither of us is looking at the other when he starts to speak. "Look, I know you did not know we broke up. Not even our friends do. We both knew we were better off as best friends than a couple. We are too similar. We do not balance the other one out. We push each other, but that's different. It's what friends do. That's why I accepted Max offer. My best friend told me it was time!"
I take my time to go over what he just said and it kind of makes sense.
"Tris told me what happened in Amity!"
Shit! "Gonna hit me now?"
"No! Tris knew she was single and you, well, the way it sounded to me was that you got mad when you thought she was only after scratching an itch. Had you slept with her with the intent to ignore her afterwards, assuming she would crawl back into my bed, that would be reason to punch you. The only fault I see is the both of you not talking first or not clearing everything up afterwards. You are both ignoring the other, how is that supposed to help?"
"I felt stupid, ok? I assumed and I did not want to hear the rejection, so I lashed out and then ignored her. Then we were captured, and I thought we were going to do die. I started telling Tris how I really feel and in the end you barged in, saving the day, before I could tell her I love her. You were all over each other and I could not cope, so I left without a word and have been avoiding her since."
"Do you see how fucked up all this is? You are both leaders yet you completely fail to communicate with one another. I can't help but wonder what I let myself in for. Will you please stop avoiding Tris? And stop calling her Stiff, she hates that!"
I feel my cheeks heat up. "If she wants me to then I will call her Tris. I kept calling her Stiff because she has that effect on me. It's an inside joke I created to keep me sane and as a reminder that she wouldn't be mine."
"Well, she could be so use her name! And please don't tell her why you keep calling her that. You guys will have your first fight before you are even together."
"You think I have a chance?"
"Did you not listen to a word I said? Go talk to her..."
Four doesn't get to finish his sentence before the door flies open and Tris storms in, eyes blazing and mumbling obscenities about nurses and dicks. She comes to a complete standstill when she sees us sitting together on her couch. Her eyes widen comically and her mouth drops open. Did she? Yep, she just pinched herself. Must be hurting, now she is rubbing over it, still staring.
"Hi Tris!" I grin and wave. Four smacks his head. "Asshole," I mumble.
"Hi?! What are you doing here?"
"Burying the hatchet and planning physical training sessions. You ok? You look a bit white."
"I am fine," Tris dismisses my concern, but she is swaying a bit so I jump up and guide her back to the couch and sit her between myself and Four.
Oh, yes, this is nice! I move to grab her hand while Four puts his arm around her shoulders and this is how Oscar finds us a few seconds later. He must have been right behind Tris.
"What the fuck is going on today? Max and Veronica standing on ladders and moving stuff around all over the office and now two guys cozying up to my favorite girl. Uh huh, come here, gorgeous. I got you some cake to keep your blood sugar flowing."
And suddenly nothing else matters but the cake. Tris is out of our grasps and sitting at her desk with a fork full of Dauntless cake in her mouth before anyone can blink.
Fuck, no! No, no, no! She is moaning and groaning again while sucking the sticky cake from her fork.
I shift uncomfortable in my seat and Four gets up and grabs Oscar while saying something about learning about the front desk and they run out, closing the door.
Tris is once again oblivious. She seems to be in food porn heaven. Great! I am hard and getting hornier by the second.
I carefully stand up and walk over to the desk. I stand right in front of Tris and wait for her to acknowledge me.
She looks up at me with innocent eyes and her fork still between her lips. I slowly lift my hand and pull it out. She pouts and I feel like deja vu, "food porn" is all I say and she looks straight at my crotch. Yeah, it's that obvious!
Just like last time Tris raises her hand and moves it towards my dick like in trance. This time, I let her.
She makes contact and runs her fingers over the outline of my erection before palming me through my jeans. Now it's my turn to moan and groan. I lean forward and she meets me halfway, fusing our lips. Just as good as I remember.
Our mouths open and tongues meet. I pick Tris up and sit down with her in my lap. She moves her legs to straddle me and the last coherent thought I have is 'we should be talking'. We kiss and lick, we suck and nibble, and we move and rub against each other.
It's heaven and hell. Heaven because I am this close to coming in my pants, hell, well I would give anything to be able to make love to Tris properly.
Tris manages to move one hand inside my shirt and is tweaking my nipple. Oh god, I am about to cum. I don't want to do it alone so I renew my thrusts and try to hit her clit hard.
"Fucking come for me, Tris. Let me hear you moan my name, make me moan yours. Hell yes... I love you!" And I am gone. Tris is panting my name and I can feel her shudder while I pulse and throb in my pants.
I don't stop touching or kissing her. She cuddles deeper into me but never breaks our lips apart.
With a deep sigh I slowly end our kiss and kiss her forehead while pulling her even closer.
"Mmmh iii"
"What?"
Tris moves her head slightly and repeats "Did you mean it?"
"Yes! I am sorry I was such an idiot before. I misunderstood and never gave you the chance to put things right. I took the cowards way out and avoided you. The time we spent in Amity was the best of my life and I thought it meant nothing to you. I assumed and I never should have. Four told me about your split when we agreed to be more cordial. I am sorry I ever doubted your morale or integrity."
"Thank you!" Tris is sniffing. Oh no. "I know we both screwed up. I am just as well to blame and my inability to cope with all the feelings and sensations led us to misinterpret the other. I don't know if it's love that I feel for you, but if it's not yet, then it's very close. Does that bother you?"
Does it? I know what I feel for her is the real deal. Do I believe she will fall in love with me? I am confident enough to know that I will do whatever it takes.
"No. You just came out of a relationship and your brain might need time to sort through what your heart already knows. As long as you are willing to give us a chance, and stop avoiding me, I am okay to go along with whatever you want. What do you want, Tris?"
She grins at me. "I like the sound of my name. I want you to keep that up and I want to try dating. Explore being boyfriend and girlfriend… How does that sound?"
"Great!"
And I kiss her again until Four knocks on the door. He waits until Tris calls him in before entering and raises an eyebrow at our disheveled looks and Tris' position on my lap. I need to get rid of my boxers soon, the feeling is more than disgusting.
"I am going to head home. Do you want to stop by later? We could have dinner together," I offer.
"I would like to, thanks. Six o'clock?"
"Or sooner if you can make it."
Tris looks at Four and the stack of paperwork on her desk and shakes her head sadly.
I eye her carefully while leaning in for a kiss, giving her enough time to pull away or kiss my cheek if she prefers that in company. Tris' eyes briefly wander to Four before taking on a determined look and not only lets me kiss her but responds to it. I keep it short and sweet, stand up and put Tris back into her chair and then throw in a friendly 'goodbye' to Four before hurrying home to shower and change. I have to plan how to woe my woman.