Time for Jessica to pick up Daisy at the airport. How was Daisy's trip to Canada? Read on to find out.
By the way...mind the spicy bits along the way. This chapter may not be suitable for reading at work... ;)
Jessica glanced at the clock in her Jeep as she drove quickly on the Dulles Access Road. It was 4:06 and she was cutting it close, but she figured she'd make it there just as Daisy arrived at the luggage claim. Seeing her exit, she pulled in and parked in the short-term parking lot before racing inside Dulles International Airport. Looking at the incoming flights, the redhead found the ETS listed on the arrivals board and headed over to the concourse.
After leaving the airport, they were going out for dinner and drinks before Jessica took Daisy back to her condo. She had a lot to tell her friend…and something told her that her friend would have a lot to say as well.
'Oh well, at least we won't be out too late with a two-year-old in tow.' Jessica thought as she arrived at her destination.
Five minutes later, she saw her friend come down the corridor, walking quickly towards her.
"Hey, Jessica!", Daisy yelled as she made her way towards the redhead. "I'm so glad to be back in the United States…"
Jessica noted one major item missing as her friend neared her. "Daisy…where's Lance?"
The petite woman flipped her hand towards her friend. "Oh…he stayed with Beau. He was really pissed because I had to come back early so he asked if Lance could stay with him so they could have some 'guy time'. I found out all I had to do was get a notarized letter stating he has permission to have my son when they go through Customs."
"Really?", Jessica replied as they grabbed Daisy's luggage. "And you were okay with that?"
"Yeah. No big deal." Daisy picked up her suitcase and they headed out. "One of the guys from the team is a notary, so it was easy to do. I was still a bit reluctant when I was leaving this morning, but at least I don't have to worry about child care while Beau is in Canada."
"So does Beau like the team?"
"He does...a lot. Beau will still have to go through training camp in May, because their seasons go from June to November. The coach said if he shows as much promise as he saw in the footage, they are prepared to offer him a 1.25 million five-year contract."
Jessica mentally calculated in her head. "That's almost 14K per game Daisy."
"Yeah...according to the team's owner, each CFL team has a salary cap of 5.2 million per year." Daisy led them through the busy terminal. There's not a lot of American players up there, but there are three that play for the Roughriders...including one who went to Georgetown."
"Sounds like it would be a great move for him to go to the CFL."
"No, it's not, actually." Daisy dragged her suitcase through the exit doors towards the short-term parking lot. "The rules are mostly the same, but they don't pay their players as well as the NFL does. Besides, I don't want to live in Saskatchewan."
"Daisy, I know it's out in the prairies, but Regina is a bustling city, and Saskatoon is a big city, too. There's lots to do, and cool stuff for Lance to explore. Superman and I can come visit—"
"The winters suck out there.", Daisy huffed. "I'd be miserable…and I don't speak French."
Jessica nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, I know. but the winters suck here, too, and while Canada is bilingual, it's only Quebec that primarily French speaking. The rest of the country speaks English most of the time. However, Beau will make some good money and that will help you with paying off the rest of your student loans."
"But what am I supposed to do for a job? I checked into the RCMP Forensic Laboratory and the closest position for an anthropologist is in Montreal. There was an opening for a CSI in the Regina Police Service. However, according to Commander Winters, hiring preference is always given to candidates who have at least a Bachelor's in Forensic Science. However, he seemed impressed when I told him of my education and my work with Dr. Brennan."
"Hey, that's a positive, Dais…"
Daisy rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Yeah, I suppose...but since I don't have the Forensic Science degree, I would start at the bottom, salary wise, instead of where a person with my education should be. So, I reminded him of my close relationship with Dr. Temperance Brennan and how my qualifications and my experience should put me above the average on the pay scale. I was confident in my position, like Dr. Brennan would be if she were low balled. His response? He would keep me in mind if I applied."
'I'm thinking that might not have gone over well, Daisy.' Jessica kept her thoughts to herself, trying to be polite. "Well, if the RCMP doesn't work out, since Beau would be making that much money, maybe you could take a year or two off from work, and be a stay at home mom." Seeing Daisy's scowl at that suggestion, Jessica exhaled quietly. "As the head of the NFL's Anthropology division, maybe you could do four 10 hour days each week, or something like that, and go to Canada each weekend during the on season. Off season, Beau could come back to DC and you two can use your home in Regina as a vacation home or something. I bet Christmas there would be beautiful with all that snow. Or even something like-"
The ladies got into Jessica's SUV. "Jessica…I have to be available whenever I'm needed, so working only Monday - Thursday isn't going to cut it and I can't work some cockeyed schedule just so I can fly back and forth to Saskatchewan every weekend. That's why I came back to DC today. My other two anthropologists on staff need someone around to supervise, and with Liza out with the flu, I had no choice but to come home."
Jessica pulled out of the lot and headed back towards DC. "So, your bosses at the NFL didn't ask you to come back home?"
"No. Dr. Anderson told me not to worry and to enjoy my vacation. However, I'm the head of the anthropology division. I can't have it go to poop when my assistant is sick and I'm gone with my husband, who's trying to play for some Canadian football team. Dr. Brennan always said you have to stay involved when you run a department. When I was her intern, she was always available if something came up and that included holidays and any vacations she took. She and I left the Maluku Islands when they needed us back at the lab when Dr. Saroyan almost got fired years ago."
'No, according to Curly and Angela, they needed her, Booth, and the rest of the group back. The interns only came back when Dr. B did and on her last couple of vacations with Booth and the kids, she was cool with Clark being in charge unless there was an emergency.' Jessica thought, biting her lip to keep from saying too much.
The redhead knew that Dr. B's life had been dramatically different when Daisy started her internship compared to how it was now. Back then, according to Wendell and Arastoo, when they and Daisy started in the then new internship partner program with American University in 2009, she was a single workaholic who was very business-like...almost detached...with very little flexibility. Over time, their mentor still held them accountable and she could still be harsh, but she had also learned to adapt to each intern's learning style as she passed on her knowledge for them to forge their own careers. By the time she started in 2014, the woman Daisy had looked up to when she'd started years earlier had been replaced with a woman who was married to her soul mate and had begun a family with him.
Jessica recalled that when she started in early 2014, she had clashed with Dr. B as her creative approach to science didn't mesh with her graduate advisor even though she found her science soulmate in Hodgins, who became her second mentor. However, over time, she learned from the forensic anthropologist how to appreciate the minutiae of their shared vocation and that sometimes, creativity could hide the truth. She secretly thought that maybe her creative genius may have influenced her teacher on occasion, but she would never say that out loud.
The redhead knew that a lot had changed for her also in the last three years. When she began at the lab, she'd embarked on a fling with Sweets because she was dead set on no marriage and kids. However, seeing Dr. B balance that work and home life, and watching her overcome obstacles with Booth had given Jessica hope that maybe having love and work was possible...and she now had the perfect partner to have all that with.
Realizing that she was tuning out her friend, Jessica put her focus back on Daisy, who was nattering on about what had happened with her husband.
"I told Beau that I was requested to return, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him. I was really bored, anyhow. The team honchos were nice and I did like the wining and dining at all the fancy restaurants in Regina, but…Canada is not for me. When Beau asked me last night what I thought about the team and the offer, I told him that re-signing with the Redskins was the best option for all of us."
Jessica exhaled. "How did Beau feel about that?"
"He was upset. I know he is really excited about this opportunity but it's not a given. He would still have to attend their training camp in May to even be considered and...it would devastate him if they cut him after he moved our lives to Regina. That would leave both of us without a job...I can land on my feet, but Beau doesn't think of much past football. He's got a business degree but he doesn't give two craps about it."
Daisy saw Jessica's concern, nervously playing with her scarf as she gazed out of the passenger window. "He'll come around, Jessica. I've also told him that if he signs with the Redskins, I may even reconsider my stance on waiting to start trying for another baby because everyone I love is here, and they could help with the new little one….not right away, of course, but soon. I need time to carve my niche out at the NFL and then possibly taking Dr. B's place at the Jeffersonian lab when she retires in the future to carry on her guidance."
'Wow...already lining up for that office? Dr. B isn't leaving for a long time, Dais, so don't get your hopes up.' Jessica thought. "Is your father in law still pushing Beau to either sign with another or go to the CFL?"
"Yeah, Martin is, but he needs to butt out. I don't get why he's pushing us to leave DC all of a sudden. Until recently, they were always so big on us being close and together, but now it's like 'good luck don't let the door hit you in the ass on your way out', you know? Now my mother-in-law is on it, too. I mean, what the hell?"
"Well, Daisy, maybe they just want to be supportive of their son, that's all.", Jessica offered. "They want him to accomplish his dreams."
"Well, I'm his wife and I have a great job. I don't want to leave that behind, or my friends, to go live in the sticks where I'll freeze my ass off most of the year. I love my husband, but I can't go…I won't leave everyone...I can't.", Daisy said with a catch in her voice. "I made online reservations at Old Ebbitt Grill for dinner. Is that okay?"
Jessica had hoped to eat in Annandale near Daisy's condo, but she decided that it wasn't that big of a deal. "Yeah, that's fine. Aubrey has leftover soup to eat for dinner tonight. I'll order him their meatloaf to go so he has something to eat later as a snack."
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At 9:00, Aubrey was comfortable in his pajamas as he sat with Skinner on the couch, watching an old movie. Hearing the door unlock, he turned the movie off and saw Jessica walking in while holding up a tipsy Daisy.
"Hey, it's Aubrey and Skinny...Skinner...hey Aubrey…how is Aubrey...", Daisy slurred. "Hey, did you know there's two of you? I didn't know you were twins…"
Already tipped off from Jessica on what to expect, the agent kept his attitude light. "I'm good. How was Saskatchewan?"
He caught Jessica's head shake too late and Daisy's pleasant demeanor changed. "That place fucking sucks!"
Not expecting the outburst, Aubrey nodded his head in surprise. "Okay, no more questions about the Great White North. Now, Daisy I have a couple of rooms to choose from. There's-"
"I'll use...that one room by the kitchen...the one with the bed...what is it called…" Daisy squinted as she tried to remember through her alcoholic haze.
"The downstairs bedroom?", Aubrey asked patiently.
"Yeah, the downstairs one. I'm sure you want me far away so you can have sex with Jessica…she says you are…hung like a stud...horse...and..." Daisy struggled for a moment before gesturing towards Aubrey. "...you…fuck really good and are always up for fucking...like all the time...and you guys do everything….when you fuck...she really likes...grabbing your...nice, tight ass..."
"Oh, my God, Daisy...shut up…", Jessica retorted in embarrassment.
Aubrey's ears turned red, although he secretly enjoyed the praise. "Thanks for that, Daisy...from the bottom of my heart."
"It's a comparison...no...compliment, Aubrey. Comp...liment.", Daisy replied, wearing a silly grin. "Jessica brags about how you make her scream and that she has tons of orgasms. You keep my best friend...sexually...sasified...no...satis..satisfied...yeah...I think that's great..."
"Really?", Aubrey's mortification turned to curiosity. "What else does Jessica say?"
"Aubrey...don't encourage her. She's wasted.", Jessica hissed back, but it was too late.
"That you're a wall banger, okay? That you're real noisy during sex. Beau…doesn't do that with me...he likes it quiet so we don't disturb the neighbors. It's hard, though, when he goes down on me…oh yeah, he's so good with his tongue…oh, and when he plowed me doggy style on the couch last week after we put Lance to bed...his dick fills me up and feels so good...he fucks like a stallion...I hate being quiet..."
'Oh, I did not need to know that.' Aubrey made a face, deciding that a change of topic would be prudent. "So…do you two need help with anything?"
"I have some leftovers….they were so good...until dinner was ruined...", Daisy mumbled.
"Our leftovers are still in my Jeep if you don't mind getting them, Superman. I picked you up some of their meatloaf, too, since I know how much you like it.", Jessica interrupted her friend's upcoming rant. "I'll go put Daisy in the bedroom and get her something to sleep in tonight."
"It's going to be a long day tomorrow….gotta go in and clean up everyone's messes at the NFL…because I'm the head bone lady…the head bitch of the bones division." The anthropologist suddenly groaned. "Jessica…I don't feel so good…I think I'm..."
'Maybe polishing off almost an entire bottle of Merlot and then drinking a couple of glasses of champagne wasn't the smartest thing.' Jessica thought as she briskly walked her friend to the bathroom. "Okay, to the bathroom we go…we don't want to make a mess on Aubrey's nice wooden floors."
"Meatloaf sounds pretty good right now." Grabbing his jacket, Aubrey slipped on his sneakers, grabbed Jessica's keys from her purse, and headed out towards the back door. As he passed the bathroom, he heard loud retching.
"Daisy! Damn it! Just stay there…I'll be right back."
"Maybe not…" Aubrey said to himself as Jessica came out with a dark smear of what was unmistakably vomit on her top.
"So not happy right now, Superman."
The agent made a face, trying to avoid the smell of the Merlot tinged vomit. "I now understand when you said on the phone that it would be better for her to stay here tonight. She would have puked all over your Jeep by the time you got her home."
"I was almost hoping she would puke at Old Ebbitt's Grill. I wasn't that lucky, but I'm glad she made it back here. With the traffic it would have been way longer to get her to her condo."
"Do you need help with Daisy, Jess?", Aubrey asked, feeling like a coward for hoping that she would say no.
Jessica grimaced as she held her hand up, obviously fighting to remain calm. "No, I've got it. While we got some in the toilet, the rest is on the bathroom floor, her hair, and my shirt...and it stinks." Jessica scrunched her nose. "Sorry, Aubrey. I have to get her clothes off and get her cleaned up in the shower before she can sleep it off."
"Why did she get so wasted?", Aubrey asked.
"Because men are fucking son of a bitch fucking assholes!", Daisy yelled from the bathroom.
Aubrey's eyebrows arched, but Jessica merely rolled her eyes. "I'll explain later when I come to bed. It's going to be a while so you might as well go up after grabbing the food. I need to get this shirt off and soak it. I hope it isn't ruined...I love this shirt."
"Here, I'll take it. The food can wait for five minutes, but whatever she drank probably won't. I love her, Jess, but I don't want her vomit all over our bathroom."
Jessica took off her shirt and gave it to her boyfriend, who quickly took it to the laundry room. Filling the sink part way, he soaked the shirt before running outside. Grabbing the food, he locked the door and secured the garage. He came back into the kitchen as Jessica headed into the bathroom with a spare set of pajamas for Daisy. As he put the items in the fridge, he heard voices.
"That bitch thinks she's better than me because she works at Georgetown, but that's not true because…they're snobs. She's a fucking snob..."
"Daisy, she was nice to you at the restaur—"
"No, she's a fucking bitch! She's making me look bad, Jessica…she's trying to take my place with him. I won't let that slut get away with it, you hear me…I'm going to kick her fucking ass...she's going to rue to the day she messed with me...nobody fucks with Daisy Wicks..."
The shower started in the background. "I know, Daisy...now get up so I can get you in the shower. You can't sleep with vomit in your hair…come on, Honey...let's get you cleaned up..."
After making sure Skinner's dish had some food, Aubrey went upstairs to wait for Jessica. 'This should be an very interesting story…'
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Aubrey had just finished brushing his teeth when Jessica entered the bathroom wearing a look of pure frustration. He watched as she quickly put her hair back and wiped off her makeup.
"Is she sleeping?"
"Yes…now I can finally clean myself up. God, I feel so gross right now." Jessica stripped and started the shower before getting in. "I put the trash can next to the bed with a Kroger's bag in it in case she got sick again. I've also propped her up on her side and left some Motrin with a bottle of water. Daisy is going to have a hard morning tomorrow."
Aubrey leaned against the double sink. "Jess, what the hell happened tonight? You two were supposed to have dinner and catch up before taking her home. Better yet, where's Lance? I thought he was coming home with her."
"Beau talked her into letting him keep Lance until he came home next week. As for dinner, you're right...we were going to eat and have drinks...even catch up and relax before I took her home. However, there were complications.", Jessica said.
"What kind of complications?"
"Oliver and Rani showed up at the restaurant while we were there.", Jessica said over the water. "Shit, Aubrey can you get me another bar of soap?"
Quickly he pulled one out of the master cabinet. Opening the shower door, he handed it to her. "Here you go."
"Thanks, Superman. I'll be out in a minute."
"You're fine." Aubrey turned on the fan and leaned back against the sink. "So Oliver comes into the picture. He's always a barrel of laughs...what happened next?"
The water shut off and Jessica emerged. Grabbing her towel, she dried off before putting on her MSU pajamas. "We had just ordered appetizers and a bottle of Merlot when they arrived. They were going to the bar for a drink while they waited for a table, but Daisy invited them to join us."
Needing to relieve himself, Aubrey put the seat up and did his nightly constitutional. "That seems a bit rude since you and Daisy were going to catch up. Okay, that aside…Oliver is a blowhard and annoying, but so far I'm not seeing the issue."
Jessica pulled out her toothbrush. "Well, there was no issue at first...everything was fine. Oliver and Rani ordered a bottle of champagne and we all talked shop over our appetizers and drinks. Oliver made a toast to Rani and the progress they have made over their prototype. He also toasted to them having future projects together."
Aubrey sighed. "Uh oh…"
"Yep. Daisy looked...pissed, so she talked about how much fun she had with Beau and Lance in Regina." Jessica exhaled heavily. "Oliver countered that it was fitting that her husband would go work in the sticks. Daisy shot back with how wonderful, romantic, and supportive Beau was. After that, Oliver was snippy with Daisy and vice versa. However, he was also super flirty with Rani the rest of the time, always touching her hand, putting his arm around her...even kissing her at one point. I think he embarrassed Rani with all that PDA."
Finishing up, Aubrey washed his hands. "Oliver…PDA?"
"Not upset stomach inducing like with Steve and Mitzi, but for him…majorly weird. Of course, Daisy got more upset and by the time I was ready for a second glass of wine, our bottle of Merlot became her bottle of Merlot because she had chugged almost all of it, and then she had some of their champagne on top of it." Jessica finished brushing her teeth and spit. "I had to order a second glass separately. I mean, it's not like I was going to have more than that because I was driving, but…I did like the wine...and I wanted some with my steak."
"She drank most of that bottle by herself...plus champagne?", Aubrey replied. "She's tiny, Jess. No wonder she's completely shitfaced right now."
"Yeah…it was like Daisy and Oliver were competing with each other in some weird…" Jessica gestured with her toothbrush. "...mind foreplay…I can't think of another way to describe it."
Aubrey scratched his foot. "Did Rani pick up on their...vibe?"
"I made it a point to distract her by talking about her projects. I didn't mind, because I do really enjoy talking to her. She's super smart and I like her theories as much as Hodgins and Dr. B do regarding her discipline as it pertains to forensics."
"You think it worked?"
"I think so...at least I hope so." Taking her hair down, she threw the scrunchie in the corner on her side of the sinks. "Ready for bed, Aubrey?"
"Yeah…" Aubrey shut the light off before following his girlfriend into their bedroom. Getting under the covers, he watched her get settled in while Skinner laid at the end of the bed. "Is she going to be able to work tomorrow?"
"I hope so...I have to work so I can't babysit her tomorrow. Thankfully, she called Beau before we got to the restaurant, so he didn't get her a drunken mess. I pulled her phone from her purse when she wasn't looking so she wouldn't drunk dial him. I put it back in her purse before coming up."
"Smart move, Mensa girl."
"Yeah, that's me." Jessica pulled the blankets over her. "I just hope she and Oliver get their heads straight, Superman. They're playing a game that isn't going to end well for anyone."
"You've got that right." Aubrey took Jessica in his arms. As she snuggled with her head on his chest, he reached for the bedside lamp and shut the light off. They cuddled together in the dark before the agent asked a very important question.
"Jess, do you really brag about how good I am in bed and that I'm hung like a horse?"
"Go to sleep, Aubrey."
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Daisy woke up several hours later with a monster headache, nausea, and dehydration. "My head is going to explode...OMG...I need relief..."
Looking at the small bedside table, she saw the medication and bottle of water and sighed with relief. Swallowing the pills, she guzzled the water down to make the bad stuff go away. It took her a minute before she realized she was in one of Aubrey's guest rooms. Standing up, she closed her eyes as a wave of nausea hit her. Sitting back down, she took a few deep breaths before trying again slowly. When a quick wave of nausea passed, she stood up and clutched her head. "Oh…I feel so poopy…it's Dr. B's bachelorette party all over again..."
Stumbling out to the kitchen she saw the time on the kitchen radio and groaned. "I want to crawl into a hole and die…I need some of Oliver's liquid hate..."
Then it hit her that she didn't have a vehicle to go to work because it was back home in Virginia. "Shit…I need to get home…the NFL needs me..."
Finding her way around the living room, she tiptoed upstairs to the massive master bedroom. Peeking inside, she spotted her friend and her boyfriend asleep with Aubrey spooning her and groaned. Before she could go any further, Skinner woke up from his spot in front of Jessica and startled her.
"Skinner quit looking at me like that.", Daisy whispered as the cat focused his green eyes on her. Ignoring the probing stare, she crept in and gently shaking her best friend's arm. "Jessica…I'm sorry to wake you..."
Getting only a loud snort from the redhead in response, she shook her friend more. "Jessica, I need you to wake up…"
"Curly...Dr. B needs me to clean the bones...", the redhead mumbled in her sleep.
Daisy groaned, know her friend's penchant for being a deep sleeper. "Jessica, you're talking in your sleep again. Come on, honey...wake up…"
The redhead remained in dreamland, but Aubrey woke up from his blanket cocoon, hair in several different directions. "Daisy…what's wrong?"
"Someone has to take me to my condo so I can go to work."
Aubrey saw the time on Jessica's side of the bed and couldn't hold back the sarcasm. "Now? The NFL really needs you there at 4:48 in the morning?"
Daisy rubbed her face. "Yes, Aubrey. I'm the head...ugh...forensic anthropologist…"
"My keys are in my purse, Dais. Should be by the front door.", Jessica mumbled sleepily as Aubrey closed his eyes to go back to sleep. "Superman will take me to work later."
Daisy had a confused look. "I can't take your Jeep to work…my NFL badge is in my Fusion."
"Take it to your condo and switch to your car, Daisy. We'll pick her Jeep up tonight...", An annoyed Aubrey grumbled sleepily.
"That's a good idea."
"Fantastic...glad you approve. See you later…". Aubrey muttered.
Daisy felt guilty for her next request. "Um…"
"What, Daisy?", an annoyed Aubrey puffed out.
"Well...I need some coffee really bad before going to work. I feel like crap and I know you have that fancy super complicated coffee bean grinder that Hodgins and Angela got you two for Christmas." Jessica shook her friend's arm again. "Jessica, please wake up. I need help with the coffee grinder."
'Really? She can't fucking stop at Starbucks on the way?' Irritated, Aubrey opened his eyes and got out of bed. "Come on…"
Daisy followed as the tired FBI agent led the way downstairs followed by Skinner. Grabbing his beans from the cupboard, he quickly grinded a bunch, put them in the machine, filled it with a carafe of filtered water, and started it before pouring Skinner some food.
"Thank you, Aubrey."
"Don't mention it.", he replied before heading back up to bed.
"Wait, do you have skim milk? I don't use creamer…", Daisy asked but when she was greeted with Aubrey's irritated face, she gulped. "…you know, I'm sure whatever creamer Jessica has is fine. I'm going to take a quick shower before I go if that's okay?"
"Towels are in the cupboard by the bathroom. Lock up when you leave.", Aubrey grumbled before heading back upstairs. Getting into bed, he snuggled up to Jessica, but just as he finally fell asleep, the front door slammed, waking him up again. Realizing that he wasn't going back to sleep, he got out of bed, deciding to start his day.
"Superman, where are you going? You're warm…", Jessica mumbled.
Coming out of his closet with a suit, tie, and shirt, he walked towards the bathroom. "I'm not going back to sleep, Jess. I'm just going to get in the shower and get ready for work."
"Okay…" Jessica closed her eyes but found herself awake as well. Suddenly she got an idea. Smiling as she got out of bed, she was meowed at by Skinner. "Sorry buddy, I'll give you some attention a little bit. Right now, Aunt Jessica needs some time with your daddy…"
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Aubrey had just dipped his head underneath the largest of the three shower heads when he heard the door open. Looking up, he smiled as his girlfriend joined him. "This is an unexpected surprise."
"Well, I'm up…and you're up…and it's been three days, Superman…", Jessica said slyly before her hands moved down Aubrey's wet skin and then down his treasure trail before pushing him into the wall. "…three long days…"
Aubrey could feel himself start to stir when he saw the look in her eyes. God, he loved it when she got aggressive and initiated sex. "We could have had sex last night but…oh Christ…", Aubrey countered before he felt her hands stroking him gently just the way he liked it. "Oh yeah…"
Jessica kissed her lover along his jawline as she felt his hands knead her rear end. "You were a good sport when Daisy spent the night…"
"Yes…oh wow…", Aubrey groaned as she cupped his balls.
"You kept your cool when she woke us up almost an hour ago for coffee and my car keys…" Jessica got on her knees and kissed around his navel.
Aubrey wove his hands into her hair. He groaned loudly as he felt her lips tease him until he reached his breaking point. "Jessica, I love you so much, but quit screwing around and get your mouth on me...please…"
"I guess I could do that…", she replied before her tongue caressed him, followed next by her warm lips. "It's just like licking a candy cane…"
"Oh yeah….oh fuck!", he yelled as she took in his length and pleasured him. "Oh…so good…oh yeah...oh wow..." His hands tangled further into her hair and he moved his hips towards her with each stroke. He was caught up in the extreme pleasure that it was a shock when she stopped. "Noooo...don't stop…come on, woman...it feels so good..."
"I know...", Jessica replied as she kissed up his skin and put her arms around his neck. "...but I want your hands and other parts of you on me now…"
Shifting gears, Aubrey picked her up, being careful not to slip on the floor. Feeling her long legs wrapped around his trim waist, the agent turned around, and held her up against the shower wall. Her moans were addictive as his lips trailed down her wet skin. When his mouth found her breast, he felt her nails lightly scratch his back and became even more turned on.
"Don't stop…", Jessica groaned.
'I want her to beg…it's so hot when she does…' He was so hard and all his brain could focus on was his need to pile drive her into the wall. "What do you want, Jessica…", Aubrey said huskily, his hand kneading her rear end as he suckled her left breast.
"I want you to fuck me, Aubrey…now…", the anthropologist said desperately. "Right...now…"
Without hesitation, the agent positioned himself and pushed hard inside her. He pistoned quickly as the water from the shower beat down on them. Moans permeated the bathroom as they got closer to their climaxes. Aubrey could feel her nails dig into his back and knew she was getting close.
"Come on, baby…almost there…I love you..."
"I love you, too….."
When Jessica crested, it only took a couple more strokes before Aubrey joined her. They held each other as their bodies slowly began to come back down from their high. "Sorry about your back.", Jessica whispered into his neck.
"I don't care...that was...amazing…", Aubrey continued to hold her. "I need to thank Daisy for waking me up."
They both chuckled for a moment. After they regained their faculties, Aubrey put her down and kissed her. Jessica responded and they held in a tight embrace. "Damn…I forgot the most important thing, Superman…"
The agent's eyes got big as he thought about what she meant. "Jessica…please tell you didn't forget to take your pill last night…I mean I love you so much…I love kids...I'll really love them with you someday...but…"
"Aubrey!" Jessica laughed before kissing him again. "I love you, too…and I also love kids, but I'm not ready for little Aubreys…"
Confused, he cocked an eyebrow at his lover. "But you said…"
Jessica caressed his face. "I took my birth control pill last night…right before I came into the bathroom…that is not something I will ever forget…"
'Yes! I really hate condoms! Oh boy...she's going to think I don't trust her…' Aubrey thought. "I'm sorry…I know that…um…I didn't mean to…crap...am I just digging myself a hole?"
"Yes, you are, but I still love you." Jessica kissed him once more. "What I forgot was this…'Good morning, Aubrey…'"
Aubrey laughed with her before squirting some of her shampoo in his hands so he could wash her hair. "Oh, I think you said, 'Good morning, Aubrey' multiple times already this morning, Jess."